Christina Aguilera – I Am A Good Girl

•March 17, 2011 • Leave a Comment

I Am A Good Girl!

The dress is Chanel
The shoes YSL
The bag is Dior
Agent Provocateur
My address today, LA by the way
Above Sunset Strip, the hills are the way

My rings are by Webster
It makes the heads twirl
They all say, “Darling, what did you do for those pearls?”
What?! I am a good girl !

B.H. I adore, Rodeo oh l’amour
Breakfast Polo Lounge and poolside for sure
The Chateau for cocktails
The Courtyard at night
Downtown is for dinner
The hell is divine
You know I have found the words goin’ round
They all say my feet never do touch the ground
What?
I am a good girl!

I am a good girl
I absolutely love this song! I think it totally makes me wish I was a rich white girl. It’s so awesome! I love it! :)

Am I Wrong?

•March 13, 2011 • Leave a Comment

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Could you answer this question for me? Am I a bad person? Is it so bad that when I meet someone with struggles, I want to help them overcome them? Is it bad that I want to change lives? Make people feel good about themselves? Is it bad that my friends mean the world to me but somehow, I don’t feel as important? Is it wrong that I do more for others than myself? Am I a bad person for letting people take advantage of me for their own personal use just so I could feel needed and wanted? Is it bad that I don’t speak to my dad and I have no plans on doing so? Is it bad that I feel the same way towards my sisters? Am I a bad person for wanting love? Am I a bad person when I say that all I want is happiness? Am I wrong for being able to fall in love easily? Is it bad that I want to sleep forever? Is it wrong to expect happiness, love, loyalty, and commitment from people you care about? Am I wrong for being me the best way I can be? Is it bad that sometimes I care about you way more than I care about myself? Is it bad that I scare myself when I look in the mirror and see nothing that appeals to me? Is it wrong that my thoughts on my life have slowly dissolved? Is it bad that there’s the possiblity of me being wrong? Am I wrong?

My Bestie!!!

•March 12, 2011 • Leave a Comment

So it was my bestie’s birthday yesterday, and well… even though its late, I just want to say…

HAPPY 21ST BIRTHDAY!!!!


I’m a little jealous at the moment. But its okay. It will be my birthday soon! Haha. :)

Will You Be My Valentine?

•February 8, 2011 • Leave a Comment

So this year, I really want to make Valentine’s Day special. I want to maybe not have someone, but be kinda… what’s the word… in-like with someone. Every year, this day comes along, and guess what? I’m lonely… So hopefully this year I could change that and make it memorable. :)

Alexis Segura

I’m Gonna Be Alright…

•January 25, 2011 • Leave a Comment

“I’m coming home, I’m coming home, tell the World, I’m coming home, Let the rain, wash away, all the pain, of yesterday, I know my kingdom awaits, and they’ve forgiven my mistakes, I’m coming home, I’m coming home, tell the World that I’m coming”

So this past Monday, I had a date with this guy who I have known for the past two years… almost. Usually he has Sunday & Monday off from work. Well this past Monday, yesterday, I had off and we had made plans to hang out together. We were going to go to a movie and lunch/dinner. I even offered to pay for everything.

So it was set. Monday at around 12 he would come over, if my mom wasn’t home, we would have some alone time and the after go to the movies & then to eat. I woke up extra early, excited and in an amazing mood. Cleaned the apartment a little, made it tidy and smell good. Went to go trimmed my facial hair really good, showered and cleaned everything really well. I put on lotion on to make me nice and soft, put on some really nice sexy designer underwear too. So I get ready, comb my hair and made it look the best I ever had. Brush my teeth TWICE!! I was ready. I looked good. I was actually impressed that I looked pretty good.

I waited… 12 came around and I get a text asking me what my address is. So of course I get really excited and I tell him. And I figure since he’s just now asking me, he prbaly won’t be here for about an hour. Cool no problem. I waited… and waited… and waited… so in an effort to not sound stalkerish, I text him asking him what movie we were going to see… no reply… Okay, maybe he’s busy driving… 3 o’clock rolls around and my sisters are home from school, so is my mom… so sex isn’t going to happen and I was getting a little worried.

Its about 3:30 and I text my bestie Erica because at this point, I’ve been stood up. I tell her what happened and I’m crying… :( So she comes over at around 6 o’clock. We’re hanging out and what not. Then she texts him from her phone and he answers pretty much right away. That made my stomach sink. She goes ahead and tells him off and I just can’t believe what happen.

Later on, she’s going home and I take a walk around my complex… BAD IDEA!! I started bawling my eyes out and it just all hit me. I called her and pretty much cried on the phone. I felt so hurt from being stood up. Especially because I really liked him. He seemed like an awesome person and it was just… I don’t know.

My bestie, being the awesome bestie she is, told me that its his loss and that he obviously wasn’t being honest an just looking for sex and just a jerk. The angry part of me believes it completely. But the sad part of me thinks different. And as hard as it may be, I think its time that I forget about him. I honestly don’t think a guy has ever made me hurt like he did. And that sucks because when it wasn’t about sex, he was awesome. He was fun to talk to and I had a great time. I guess sex was just more important to him. I don’t know.

But the ridiculous thing is that if he were to text me in like a month or two, I wouldn’t turn him away. I’d probably just be a little distant. Which you can’t blame me for honestly.

But during this time, I realized something. I’m looking for something that I already have. I have someone who cares about me. I actually have quite a few people. But this guy that actually cares about me, so far he’s perfect. And I’m hoping that I get to see him soon. I get to hold him like how I’ve dreamt of. :) He’s my Beliezian hubby. :) I can’t wait until I can go home to him… Muah!

Alexis Segura

Last Straw…

•January 4, 2011 • Leave a Comment

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That was absolutely the last straw. I’m done!! Ugh!!!!

So… My sisters and my dad got tattoos yesterday. That’s cool. Whatever, I don’t care. But tell me why my dad got his two daughter’s names tattooed on him… BUT NOT MINE?! That was the final straw for me. I tried to be nice and care… Well… Guess what?! I DON’T GIVE A FLYING FUCK ANYMORE!!

See the thing that bothers me the most is that this isn’t the first time that this has happened. (Granted, this is the first time they got tattoos) But I’ve always been left out. Why? Maybe because my dad rather have his two daughters who are 14 and 17, and have his 20 YEAR OLD GIRLFRIEND(!!) than to have me hang out with him. See… my dad ruined my family when he started sleeping around and acting like he was 25. Bitch, you’re 43 years old!!! Grow the hell up!! I think know the reason why he never asked for me to go with them is because he knows that one: I will not put up with that bitch’s ass. If she even looks at me funny, I will tell that cunt off. Two: I will make her feel uncomfortable as fuck! And three: no one is going to have a good time. Trust that.

So here is where the dilemma occurs… he thinks he can put me to the side and put his girlfriend before me. Funny thing… I’m your son!!! But, I guess that doesn’t count for anything anymore. Its fine… I know you’re just a low life that thinks that he can have his cake and eat it too… Sorry!! That’s not the way the cookie crumbles. Sorry buddy, but you’re just shit outta luck!!

Maybe I’m being too harsh, I mean, the man did provide for me only my entire life… Oh wait… But did I ever get to be close with my dad? Nope! I didn’t. So I guess that’s forgiveable since he pretty much gave me everything I wanted… WRONG!!

He blames me for being irresponsible, for being selfish, for being ungrateful… Wtf?! All I have ever wanted was to be close to my dad. Have some type of relationship like he does with my sisters. I don’t care about material things. You can’t buy happiness!

Material things ≠ Happiness

But I guess in his mind, it does and I lost out on having any type of relationship with him. That’s fine. Like I said, this was the last straw. I’m tired of being called a liar, I’m tired of being pushed aside, I’m tired of being stepped all over, I’m tired of fighting. I’m just so over it. Nothing I do will ever please my dad, I’ve learned that now. Why? I wish I knew the answer to that but I have no clue. Life is just funny like that I suppose.

So… I guess to wrap this post up…

I’m on some new shit, chuckin’ my deuces up!! I’m moving on to something better, better, better, No more tryin’ to make it work!!

Signed,
Alexis Segura | PrinceBasil

P.S. I feel soooo much better now that I finally stood up for myself and didn’t let him break me down… looks like 2011 is going to be a great year! B-)

Food Poisoning

•November 28, 2010 • Leave a Comment

Pumpkin Pie
Thanksgiving is here and I decide that I want to buy a pumpkin pie because, in case you didn’t know this, pumpkin pie is my favorite type of pie ever.

So my best friend & I are at Walmart because that’s really the only place still open on Thanksgiving. I see a display that has pumpkin pies all over it. So I decide to go ahead and grab one of them. We go through, ring out, & get home.

The next morning, I wake up & decide that I want a slice of pie before work. I didn’t get any the night before so I went ahead and cut a small piece. Ate it and went off to work.

A few hours later, my stomach was hurting. Now, I figured it was just that I was hungry so I went on my lunch and ate some food. That didn’t help at all, in fact, it made it worse. By, I want to say, 5:30 I was really feeling like crap. 6:00 came and I literally ran to the restroom at work & barfed everything I had ate that day.

I was really fighting to make it to 10:00 but there was no way I could have. Luckily, another manager was here at work & said she’d cover the entire closing shift. So I went home & barfed the entire night.

My sisters, who also ate the pie were barfing. So just imagine a house with three people throwing up all day & night. Not fun…

So my friend tells me to go to Walmart & complain. But how & what about? I mean I can tell them that I was barfing & I got food poisoning from their pie but what are they going to really do? Refund me my three dollars? I wasted more on porn. Shit, I lost an entire 11 hours from work. How does their $3 refund help? And what are they going to do, give me a $15 Walmart gift card? Psh… That’s probably enough for my hair gel & toothpaste. There’s really no point in arguing because I’m not going to get anything back.

So overall, it sucked. I had a horrible past two days and I’m so looking forward to going back to work to make money. I need it… :(

 
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