2008 Confessions

Yea I have somethings that I would like to add. With the year disappearing with every second, I can say I had a great year this year... I have learned a lot. Whether it was about people, places or just life in general.

Friends- I have lost a lot of friends because changes that we go through as indiviuals, which sucks. I will love you anyway. No need to no longer be my friend because of your guilt for me or yourself. I love all the new friends that I have gained through this year. Thanks for being there for me. And always remember that I will always be there for you with an open ear and a heart.

Parties... oh all the memories. Underground, Innjoy, Victor, Le Passage, Lava, The Pussy, Angels and Kings, Aberdeen... Man, I loved all the times even if the party was whack.

Family... I realized that I have a great family. I am not just talking about Asia. I am talking about all the family members. Even though we might have had your spats and arguements, but we have overcame that. My family is amazing. It took this year to help me realize that family is a bond that never can be broken. Regaurdless of what comes about. The ups and downs just make it all better. I even got 2 new family members this year... Stacia and Nia. ♥

Love... There is not enough words to say about this little word. I cannot even wrap my thoughts around how much this word means to me and how I take this word very seriously. At the beginning of the year I felt like everyday was a Love Hangover.. but by the end of the year I was feeling like Welcome to Heartbreak and that I was Bleeding Love. Man dont even mention all the Love I Made in the Club... except it wasnt just a part one and two...lol. However, these last few days I have been feeling like I Need Love. This year I have given a lot of this love shit and it had been taken for granted. Well all I can say is lesson learned.

One confession that I can tell YOU is...

I love you.


Thanks for supporting the blog.. I know we have not been that consistent with the posting, but thanks for even typing thejonesexperience.blogspot.com in your addy bar. It means a lot. Thanks.


I am saying goodbye to you... and welcoming in the new.

D♥

Year End Confessions....

Wow the year is only 2 days away form being over..... I've had a crazy year not all of it good and not all bad. I think I held my tounge about a lot of things though. I think in my last days of 08 I should get it all off my chest! lets get going then:

@- I could write a book with all the things I have wanted to tell you but haven't, but lets start and end with this, I've never been crazy and you know it, I've just loved you beyond reason. But you changed and it's cool.... I'm over it.

#- I was never attracted to you, I'm sorry.

$- Chica I'm glad your around man your 1 cool chick!

%- I so wish things could have played out differently, we would have been a good couple.... but we're just friends.

&- yeah... it's little..... yeah tiny.....

*- Man I haven't said anything to you all year becuase your not worth it.... and you know what that's all I want to say to you... your not worth one word....Bitch....

!- Your Wack and Phonie.... and thats a bad combo man..

#- Threw it all I still think your cool......

$- I really don't like you.... please get off you high horse man.... your not better then the next guy... it's probably whack.... I'm sure it is actually.....please....

%- Just because your own a (Blank) doesnt make you a (Blank) now you can fill that *Blank* with 2 words.... 2 different words....

^-he's not your boyfriend I' sorry you've been fooled..... He says those things to a lot of girls....

Yes this is kind of funny and mean at the same time so let me shed some inspirational light at the end of the year..... Life gives you lemons all the time and you either can make lemonade or find some who life gave vodka or tequila to and make a strong drink... but all jokes aside I've been threw a lot this year and the people who have remained in my life threw it all I love you. The ones who haven't I wish you the best. 

I think I said enough.... maybe Des has something to add???


A$

Random...

I really do not know why after a long night of partying the thought of White Castle comes to my mind. Dont try to take me to White Palace or Clarke's. Nope that not for me. White Castle calls me to the point where i am chasing it like it is paying me to go there. On Saturday night after a private party and Lava Lounge, it called. The 9 piece chicken rings and 3 mozzarella sticks called me to the 30 min drive-thru wait with a crazy iced nosed bum harassing people in their cars. Man, he could not stop me from getting my food. And after my friends assaulting me about the wait and the person on the phone who had to hear the yellin...


I got my food.

It could have never been better.

Then it was gone.


Upset, I just think how it had been a great night and I could not wait for my White Castle again.


D♥

Thanksgiving..... Jones style......

This thanksgiving  was one of the best I can remember there was no drama all the food was amazing and I was surrounded by my fav people.... and puppies. I mean there's not much more I can say except if this is how the holidays for the rest of the year are going to be I CAN'T WAIT TIL MY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!  well I could say more but here you watch....

A$

Check out My New Project!

I have a Human Rights class and for the past 3 months I have been exposed to various human rights issues all around the world. I have a final project that has lead me investigate women's rights issues in Iran. In which helped me understand women's rights around the world. Worldwide Women's Rights explores women's rights and advancements, through all mediums, such as fashion♥, worldwide. Take a look at my final project. Feel free to leave comments.

http://worldwidewomensrightshrc.blogspot.com/



D♥

Guy Alphabet

When you were taught the alphabet, you were taught to relate the letter to a certain object. my guys alphabet...

A.. I really do love you. I dont know how to express it. You have no idea.

B... You were bogus for that message on facebook and then not following up on that Saturday. Dont waste my time.

B... Thank you for being a gentlemen.

Sorry I have a studdering problem... i will continue

C... didnt you stop talking to me to start talking to a stripper...

Lets jump down to the letters K H N O P T V

K... I am happy for you...You are an asshole but you did make me better... u let it go before that happen tho. Thanks.


N... it wouldnt last because... well you know why... hypocrite.

O... I liked you better before you were selling bricks.

P.... Awwww.... thats all i can say. I liked you alot... it just faded away the help of another letter.

S... SMH in a good way... you just dont know.... you just dont know....me

T... Youre too hot and cold. You cannot manipulate things your way... Good friend tho.

V... SMH

Z... Zebra's

and now i know my abc's.
However these letters dont mean much because they didnt get these three letters
S
E
X

get mad.

Your Responsibilities for the Winter.

Ok there are somethings I feel are important for an individual to complete during the winter season...

I think that it should be a responsibility of yours to put your tongue on a frosted pole and get it stuck... it's a must during these frosty winter months in Chicago. Also one must find a cuddle buddy, someone that you like enough to spend nights with not necessarily to have sex with, but someone you can hold on to and talk the cold nights away with. Third GO ICE SKATING, SLEDDING AND MAKE A SNOWMAN!!! All three of those things count as one because you can complete them in one days time and should the second the snow sticks to the ground and its more then 4 inches of it! Lastly, go on a date or take someone on a date to see the Macy's window this is a super important part of winter and should be shared with someone spacial, and it is also cheap!

p.s it is also your responsibility to have at least 1 cup of Eggnog this winter season and wish me a Happy Bday this Christmas!



A$

(p.p.s fast forward to like 1:30 this song is great! And the person I want this holiday season is Blu ;-} )

Back in the dayz when young I'm not a kid any more but some dayz I sit and wish I was a kid again.... but not really....

Have you ever noticed that the things you hated when you were little are awesome now for instance...

1. NAPS!!!! I hated naps in pre-school and now I live for days that class gets cancelled so I can nap in the middle of the day.
2. Finishing your food! my uncle had to make Destiny "finish your plate" every time she sat down and now her ass can eat a 20 sack of chicken rings and 10 mozzarella sticks and the list can go on.
3. Snow suites.
4. Feet in Jammie's!!

And the things that were great when you were little that are still awesome....

1.Candy!!!!!!! Now candy always kicks ass!!!
2. Cartoons!! Alvin and the chipmunks! scooby!!
3. Ice Cream!!!
4. Halloween and Christmas!!!
5. SLEEP OVERS!!!!!!

And there are things that we once hated that still suck.

1. SCHOOL!!!
2. VEGGIES!!!
3. HAVING TO SHARE!!!
4. CAFETERIA FOOD!!

Finally there are the things we once loved that are awful now.....

1. LUNCHABLES!!!!!! Now you know that when you were little everyone wanted a lunchable, not that regular sandwich Mommy would pack but an awesome lunchable. That shit is gross now, little cylinder of meant, a block of cheese and make shift crackers GROSS!!!
2. Playing in mud, or puddles
3. Eating glue,paper,or boogers.... Don't lie everyone has eaten a booger or glue once in life and that is gross. I wouldn't put anything but food in my mouth now...


Being a kid was great there are things I would have relished a bit more as a kid but nothing beats being 21.


A$

Learning to ride a tricycle.

"And you just gon keep hate'n me, And we JUST GON BE ENEMYS.."

Man I hate how cold it's gotten outside, the city looks beautiful around this time of year though. I can't wait til Thanksgiving.... and then my birthday. Gosh I haven't had a birthday out of the ordinary since..... since... well since ever. I love the holidays but there really hasn't been anything special about them since I was a little girl anxiously waiting til day break Christmas morning so I could open all my barbies then eat and wait for Des to come over so we could play. I've never had a party bigger then like 7 people because my birthday is on a holiday.... wait why am I still thinking about this...


"And I'll never give myself to another the way I gave it to ya you don't even recognize the way ya did me do ya? it's gonna take a miracle to bring me back and your the 1 to blame...."

I love this song.... S***! it's cold out here. Man we had some fun times in that building there, I can't believe how long it's been, but man did we have some fun.... He really loved me then .... Ugh... he's become everything he hated.....

"She stays alone, never sheds a single tear She stays in the coolest moods, clearly woman of the year She and all her girlfriends, they go out dressed to win She comes back to the cooler side of town"


I don't even know him anymore. why does that matter tho? actually it doesn't... where are my keys?? dang I hate this purse, where the hec are my keys? Ah!


"IMMA HANDFUL"

that was the longest walk ever.... "DING"

Damn I'm so happy to be home....

A$

Top Ten Thoughts This Week

10) Everyone wants to be a nerd because it is cool now, I wonder when people are going to try to make being mentally retarded a trend...

9) Please get off your own dick... that is considered jacking off.

8)Men, please clip your toe nails.

7) If you can think, you can pray, if you can speak you can pray, and if you believe in God he will bless you.

6)Just a thought, I would like to bring back hats for women... they have been lost since the 1930's... they were worn for a status symbol and the bigger the hat, then the higher in the status you were... the trend became outdated for the youth so they stopped wearing them... and women's clothing became less restricting. But I love hats and I think that women should wear them again... Thats maybe because I found the coolest hat ever the other day.

5) With that said... i want more clothes... and shoes

4) I would like a Desert Eagle .50 so i can shoot someone or something... and then say sorry. I know I am wreckless.

3) Where did all the fun parties go?

2)Get the new XXL... its good.

1) What happens when you want that old thing back? What happens... What do you do?
To Be Continued...

D♥

My Obama Experience

I have to move my car! Its 6:13 i hope they didnt tow my car.... The polling place is right across the street i have to move my car

I wake up to these words and I am in awe because i know that this day is going to bring... whichever way the vote sways that history is going to be made. But I wanted the change... not just the history.

In the car I am singing along with the moving music on the radio and speaking with my mother how nervous I was to experience this revolution. Then I get an AIM from Asia saying that this woman told a group of young kids that were cheering for Obama to "fuck off". Reading the aim and listening to the moving messages on the radio, I begin to shed a tear. I know that this is going to be an easy win or a big fight. Not knowing which one, I begin to cry.

i am crying because I know this is what people in the past wish they could have seen this. I am wishing that I could show my children this wonderful experience. I am crying at the fear of what will happen if McCain would win..... I blank that thought out of my mind. I begin to pray.

I arrive at my suburban home... feeling that hometown feeling and feeling hope. I am very happy to cast my vote... the first time for me voting. I am voting for change.

I walk into my polling place, excited and confused. This is not my intended polling place and they will not let me vote... however, they let my mom vote.... I am upset but determined to make my voice heard and to do my right as an American to vote.

I travel to two other polling places before I made my vote. I did it.

I return home antcipating the results I go to sleep and hope to wake up to some results to ease my mind.

I wake up to and watch the news... I am so scared... I continue to watch the news and then they show that McCain had 8 electoral votes against Obama's 3. I am so nervous. Polls close at 7 and they announce, "Obama has won the whole east coast", I being to cry and scream and shake... I felt that my vote counted even though I did not live within the state boarders.

I am ready for this...I am excited but still scared... Thinking that he cannot loose he won Ohio... That is a major stake.

HE WON!!! HE WON!!! Im astounded. I cannot breathe. He won fair and square... no attack ads, playing the race card, no selling his soul. He is a true gentleman... he is the ideal man. He is our President. President Obama.

Walking down Michigan ave I see and feel the love in the streets. The day has come change has come... now the celebration is here. Screaming down the street and feeling the love! Hugging and holding hands.... uniting Chicago, uniting America and Americans, uniting the world. Walking around because Grant Park is now closed... we walk to pizza-ria and watch his speech.

Breathtaking. I can watch him on television and hearing him from outside. No other words can explain the feeling... and even that is not the best word that can explain it... I watch how his wife and children appear on stage... and i being to cry. I am feeling like I am watching the Kennedy's.

The first time I ever got to vote I elected an African American President.

I am living the real life from now on.... I am changing. Just like we changed our President, we changed our fate, and we changed the world


President Obama



D ♥

Party So Hard We End Our Lives on the Weekends

Well lookie lookie we started our weekend on Yes "Ammature night"!!!!!
I don't know where to begin! This weekend was a good one, not over the top not crazy just easy going good times!

Friday night we were off to Lumen for DJ Timbuck2's birthday, this was a good time I spent most of the night cat walking the tables and dancing with Des. I wish I could say more but I don't remember more then that.

I do however remember looking great and looking from Des after the party because she disappeared with all the coats and keys. and the bouncer of Lumen had a complex about touching the rope so once I left I had to stand outside and freeze

"DON'T TOUCH THE ROPE!!!!!!!!!" I stampered back and tried to explain to the man I just needed my cousin but there was no reasoning with him.

after Des fell out of the sky, we went to Boutique where we got to dance to "Bricks" my fav song as of now, and finish of our nights with guys buying us drinks left and right... then we were off to white castle and ended our night at her house for some more tipsy laughs and rest.

SATURDAYYYYY!!!

Haunted housing O YEEAAHH, Saturday we decided to get the girls together pregame some and go off to a haunted house Navy Fear to be exact.

This was a great night!!!! the haunted house was extremely scary and after we went to BWW I had never been there and the wings were awesome although Des G'd my 3 honey BBQ wings and made me eat hot I didn't want hot they were entirely tooooo HOOOOTTT!!

After some good food in our frightened tummys were walked over to tonic room for some tunes to grove to. There were lots of friendly faces on the inside and some not so friendly looking! but after some conversation and booty shaking we were once again OOOFFFF!!!!

Des and Nia went to her house to watch The Strangers and then Des got a creepy phone call from her front desk and no one was at her door.... strange...

I to my bed at my parents house and every one else who knows.......

A$

Asia pretty much summed up the weekend... there were somethings that she did leave out....

Friday was cool I got to dance... i was speaking with a friend before we hit Boutique and I felt there was alot of people who just go out and they just stand there... and watch... have fun... dont have as much fun as i do cause that may land some people in the hospital.... cause they cannot take it. I just look at going out a little differently.


"I don't get all dressed up and cute just to stand around... I wanna sweat my hair and make-up off... I do too much during the week... I wanna have fun"

Some girls just wanna have fun... Much love to Nia and Ivanka who rolled with us this weekend... Suzie get better hun!

Sat. was cool too but I was disappointed about somethings that I am not going to speak of at this moment...

The funny fact in the haunted house some random 'goon' stopped us to talk... in the middle of the haunted house... which was hilarious... he tricked us and told us that we needed to stand there in order to go pass because there needed to be more people with us... then after like 5 mins we were like, "can we go?", and he was like yeah yall could have left anytime yall wanted i just wanted someone to talk to!

If that was not the funniest....

But at Tonic Room the best part of it was when Dj Izzo mixed "Bang Bang (My Baby Shot Me Down" with Nas' "Made You Look"... the best.

The ride home was the best tho... it made the night seem so cool.... listening to Kid Cudi's "Man On The Moon", and riding down LSD....

Life was perfect..... Well, life is close to perfect... Just for that moment...

And if you have not downloaded Kid Cudi's mixtape... A Kid Named Cudi... DO IT NOW!

D♥

Pictures provided by Asia's Drunken Photography and Nolis... Check out his website @ http://nolisuniverse.tumblr.com/

Obama 4 ya MAMA!

When you think of change what exactly do you see?? Well I can tell you the image that pops into my head..... a 47 year old African American man... Barack Obama.

Obama is the black leader black people have been waiting on since Dr. King. I am so glad that in my life time I am able to see such a man. A positive influence on...... the WORLD. He is the change that we need.

But a few days ago I saw on the news that a pair of "Skin heads" were planing on killing him, this hurt. I almost cried at the thought of how much hatred is floating around in the hearts of people like these. The 2 guys who set out to kill Obama not only planned on killing him but visiting a college of mainly black students in Crockett County, Tennessee to kill as many black students they could there as well.

This isn't the first attempt to kill the presidential candidate and I'm sure it wont be the last. And that's what is so upsetting to me, that people actually want to kill him because he is black. The color of his skin.

This election has bought to my attention how much racism is still alive, how openly racist people are and they don't care any more. I am a firm believer if Obama was any other color the race wouldn't be so close. He graduated top 5 in his class and has his doctorate. While his opposer barely made it out 894 out of 899, yeah McCain barely graduated and did not further his education after that. Also this week the candidates health records were release Obama healthy as a horse and so is his vice president, and McCain's running mate refused to submit her health records. Now put that shoe on the other foot if Obama refused to release his health records do you think he'd even be allowed to run?? I could go on and on it is clear that this election is far from fair, and that racism lives and breaths in the lungs of America and its not going any where. That's the sad part.

If Obama wins (which I am hoping for by the way!!) this will be a big step forward for America. Him running and making it this far in a big step it is and it shows how strong he is. To stand up in the face of all the adversity and not qui,t not show fear and to let these people know that he's gonna be in this to the bitter end is the slap in the face racist Americans need.

WE ARE EQUAL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

So I Asia Jones am asking everyone who reads this PLEASE VOTE!!

OBAMA 08!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

OBAMA FOR CHANGE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

OBAMA 4 YA MAMA!!!!!!!!!!

BA-ROCK THE VOTE!!!!!!!!!

P.s come Juke it out for Obama @ Artistic Jeanious Sunday night!! 

A$

Nikki...Niki...Nicky????

Nikii...Nikki....Nicky

All that is running through my head is all I have to do is get home... I am tired... I just missed my train.... ugggh. I have a headache.... life. As I am walking to the platform and cannot help to over hear...
"Aint nothing like the real thing baby.... aint nothing like the real thing...."

In my mind I started to sing along until I heard an oncoming train and raced up the stairs to see that it was not my train.

"Is that our train?", I reply with a simple, "No" and proceeded to go and relax my feet on the bench. The lady dressed in in dingy t-shirt, jeans, and a baseball cap. She asked if it was o.k. if she sat by me cause there was not a bench on the other side. Knowing that there was a bench on the other side I automatically thought this lady was maybe a little a crazy. Little ol white lady with bad teeth...

"They got me for a dollar for this candy bar"

I tried to be distracted by my phone, and she asked,
"You like text'n dont you?"
"Yeah"
"I am sorry", slightly laughing, "I am bothering you"
Feeling bad, I reply, "No...No... you are fine", the convo proceeded with this lady and she brought up some very good points, and made me think...
"You know what get under my skin? When people act like they are better than you... that just gets to me."

She snapped me out of my trance of acting like I was on my phone.
I agreed with her and realized that I was not being polite and I just judged this lady on her appearance. I what gave me that right? Who was I. This lady did not want anything but to talk to... a temporary friend.... someone to just listen.

We talked about some random things... food and stuff. I got glares from the people on the train, "why is that girl talking to that lady", we both knew that they were looking but we didnt care. We talked all the way until she got off the train.

Her name was Nickki... or Niki...or...Nicky.... I never got the way that she spelled her name. But I did promise her that I would speak to her if I see her again.

She helped me recall that I am not better than the next. Personal possessions can be taken away in the next hour... that doesnt make you who you are. Your looks dont make you.. they can also be taken away with one accident.

In the end, all you have is your knowledge, your pride, and your name... and most of all your morals.

Never let any of those get tarnished. Treat them like your favorite piece of sliver... even if you only wear gold.

D ♥

The Funeral

We are sitting here in a room full of black...
Blank stares...
Dark glares...
Desperate sighs...

We both know what we love each other… we both know how we feel and we both know the deal.


It just cannot last.

He is running game

She doesn’t play fair.


There are doubts both in our minds… but about this we have to be sure. If we never see each other again… both know that we loved one another… we can no longer explain how we feel… we are too afraid. The relationship is too fragile. We are running the opposite ways trying not to continue to get hurt.

We are both thinking about the times…

After the arguments… "I Love You"

After all the good times…. "I Love You"

After all the bad times… "I Love You"

All the "Love You’s" were wasted…

We are killing ourselves for our love… and we are both walking away for that very reason.

We are in black because the love is dead. We are mourning our love.

This is dead... this is our Love's Funeral.

-D♥

The Weekend.

Well lets just start by saying it was long. VERY L

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Of course the weekend started on Thursday with a night out to Angels and Kings!
We got a late start thanks to me and my procrastination but we got there. AK has officially become the new underground, but there was something missing from my night. I can't say that there was anything extremely special that I remember happening that night lots of familiar faces and laughter. The air felt wrong though.

I felt like I was being watched, but not in a good way, there was something strange floating around in the air that night.

PLOP! into my cozy bed and off to dream land. well not before some aiming got done and a little thinking. Is this it? Has this become life? Not bad actually... but somethings missing... what was in the air?

ROLLOVER.... no one next to me.... (aim alert sound)

REPEAT a few times then drifts to sleep.....

ZzZzZzZzzzZZzzZzZzZzz

.....A$

Well I felt like Thursday, was pretty cool... It was an o.k. Atmosphere... was alright... Not enough dancing. I wouldnt go all the way to say that it is the new Underground tho... Just my opinion. I had a good time... there was all forms of "entertainment" there.

...D ♥

After a few hours of seat dancing we were off.... to our homes.

SATURDAY!! Yes I know that Saturday doesn't come after Thursday, but you can say that we call Friday "Amateur Night".

Once again a late start we arrived to Lava in the Midnight hour. It was full to capacity but we got in... OF COURSE!!! It was pretty packed on the inside but we found our friends and started the partying...

All was full of fun drinks and dancing but a party isn't a party without a few haters in the room. Who cares about all that though? More trouble walked in later in the night in the form of a guy. No need to shed too much light on that

....A$

Now, really liked Lava.... We got to spend time with all our friends.... Suzie, Nia, Josh, G and others. I realized that Lava got better as it go later.... but to sum it all uo Drinks and friends and fun.

D♥

To see all the fun at this party check out http://www.tonedocisafreak.com/

The "Cool"

I have taken notice to a few things during my life in college.

The "Cool" thing to do is to be "Uncool".

Let me explain; it has become extremely cool to mimic people who are in fact individuals and then proclaim that you yourself are in fact "cool" and "different"

EXAMPLE

* Kelis cuts hair- every black girl I know cuts hair, and becomes the BIGGEST Kelis fan of all time resiting each song line for line BOSSY this BOSSY that.....

 But the same girls weren't rocking the Hot Pink Fro in 2000 or 2001

But the "uncool" got cool with "Bossy"

* (Sighs) Rihanna.....

Well we all know that once again cutting your hair has become "cool" again, now along with being "hipster Chic".

- Metallic anything

This idea about the "cool" "uncool" isnt just limited to ladies

I would like to start by saying I would like to kick all the guys who once talked shit about skinny jean and are now wearing them in the nuts.

This time last year almost every guy I ran into said " Naw I cant do that skinny jean Sh**"  and not only were they saying this they were talking smack about the guys who actually did wear the skinnys. 

NOW almost every guy I know wears pants tighter then mine, don't get me wrong skinny jeans CAN be a good look. All I am saying is DON'T be a hypocrite if you once talked badly about skinnys DON'T make that the only kind of jean you own now. 

Further more, the skinny jean on a male CAN be a great look, but there are far too many men wearing them wrong! Guys your pants should NOT look like leggings, yes they can be tight but they should still look like jeans. 

Finally if I hear one more guy 

say they started a trend here in Chicago I may kill myself, fellas its ok for you to have seen something in a magazine, on TV, even on another guy and try it for yourself.  it is ok I promise. Just don't proclaim you started t if you didn't. 

What I want everyone to take from this is be yourself. Yes it is cool to have idols but don't try to become them (ladies) Men be true to yourself. Mimicking someone and pretending that you didn't isn't cool. 

The "unCool" isn't  the new "Cool" being yourself is. 

A$

Frustration... Coarsed Love... The Real Jones

For the past month and a half I feel that nothing has been on the COMPLETE up and up for me. As stated in "Move" I am stuck in this shit hole apartment building, however I am happy that I have someplace to live, it is just not the apartment that I really wanted. I spent a month and half on looking for apartment, learned that I cannot move out of my building, then found an apartment that i really liked in my building and then they stringed me along and now I cannot move for another week and a half. Mind you, I had packed my things up thinking I was moving Sept. 1st.... and threw out my couch. But I am happy I am moving in 10 days. This is Pure Frustration. Work... Pure Frustration. Family... Pure Frustration. Love Life... Pure Frustration.




Regaurdless, the 100 proof Pure Frustration that you are going through with love, you CANNOT Coarse, Manulipuate,Twist, Trick, or any of the sort someone into liking you or loving you. Love just doesn't work like that. You will slowly be reavled. Your tricks will def be seen. Love is a very intricate emotion and your senses will pick away until you get to the truth. Now, this is different than Twisting somethings so you can see that person... or get that person to notice you. That is completly different. When you Coarse someone to fall in love with you, the other person will soon see the people that you hurt, left behind, or used to get to them. It may take time but will become obivious. You will end up with your tounge out your mouth and with some broken love and maybe a broken heart. You will become seen by your own frustrations being obvious and you know what..... I see you.


Now, through all of this frustration.. you have to have the The Real in your life. It doesnt have to a boyfriend or no shit like that. It has to be someone that when you see you think of the first time you seen them or just the GOOD and BAD times that you have had together because it has turned the relationship into the good that you have now. When you see them you just smile.... the Real in my life is .....



Papa Jones... The Real Jones... The Realest Man Alive. Known to Man. My Real says, "What do I need to find a couch fo', I got a couch and plasma t.v.'s at home." in reference to the Crimson Lounge Akira afterparty. Or will break out singing Karokete. My Real has my back no matter what... eventhough it may be hard for him to understand my side because I am his babygirl. He is my Real... The Real Jones.


The Real has to be the person who you can go to on your worse days and when you have Pure Frustration in all aspects of your life. All they have to do is say, "Hi" and your Pure Frustrations turn to thoughts of Pure Resoultions. You just want to enjoy this time with your Real.
D ♥

"The Things That Made Me Smile, Now Make Me Cry."

Sorry, for not blogging for a while... school has started... you know how it is.

But this blog is some of the effects of school. I remember being so excited about school and going home and even being excited to go to sleep to start the day again. However, these days have not been like the old days.... I haven't been sleeping that well cause I have been so consumed with school and work and etc. This dream that I had was... um a little crazy.lol

Now this was a dream that I had last night and the star was Mos Def and I… I didn’t want that dream to end…WARNING: Don’t eat, listen to your Ipod and then fall asleep or do and you will freakbody ass dreams like this.


It is 1 o’clock as I sit alone in my bed in my high rise apt. Fuck… he is supposed to be here. Awaken by his absence. I take a look at my phone…. He hasn’t even called. I fall back to my pillow and feel a tear come from my eye….

The phone rings….

“hey girl he just left the club with some bitch”


“Alright”

“girl, did you just hear what I said… are you ok? What do you to do…you want me to say something to his ass cause I will… girl you know I will… blah blah blah ”

I hang up the phone without thinking or having to hear what she has to say. The world right now is non existent.

I am waiting on the elevator and my mind is racing so much I cannot think of the next thing I should do. I step on the elevator and I am puzzled with everything that is going on right now…

As the elevator hits each floor, my mind hits every memory of him and the memories that we have together…

Ding 8 Our kisses
Ding7 His scent
Ding6 His laugh
Ding5 Our arguements
Ding4 His feelings toward me…
Ding3 Why would he do this to me
Ding2 ….


I run through the rain with a silk slip to my car, and just my luck I would be listening to this song…

U R The One…. (fuck that put this shit on repeat)

I woulda never thought (damn)
I guess I better think again (you know?)
OK, now the shit is really sinking in

By now I am crying, speeding down the Chicago streets ready to end it all. I trusted him….

I trusted him…


I trusted him….

Why did I trust him…. I sreetch to a halt for the red light and try to calm down… my heart is now pounding a little harder than the rain now…. I’m now speeding faster than ever to get to him. Not knowing what to say to him. Not knowing how to feel about him. Not knowing anything but I love him.

Couldn't read the signs in the road: "SLOW DOWN!"
I'm too deep in the road now
Got me pulling over getting smoked out
Fighting tears that I can't hold down
Can't believe it, this fucka's got me weeping
I keep it a secret so my friends won't peep it (live man?)
But late in the evening I'm up, my chest heaving
I'm reaching in the dark and I'm looking for the reason



I am sitting here thinking do I really wanna go upstairs and see what the fuck is going on up there… is that something I wanna even up myself up to?

The girl don’t matter. I know what they are all about. I can care less about her… The real problem is that I trusted him… My love is preventing me from hating him…

I failed to realize that I was sitting in front of his building sobbing and thinking.. more of the sobbing than thinking. I am now going on uncontrollable emotion. It drove me over here. It made me cry. It is making me hurt. I am just so fucken hurt.

How could all the magic and passion just vanish (c'mon)
Went from outstanding, to makin' me shout, "Dammit!"
Can't explain the changes, behavior's is outlandish
Now I'm just stuck in the road feeling stranded
I'm in the dark wishing for the answers
On some ol' "Biggie gimme one more chance" shit

My heels are clicking clacking towards his door, this keys jingling in my hand.
(I can remember him saying, “use these whenever you want”)
My hands are shaking, I open the unlocked door to see “the girl” walking towards me. She looks shaken of what just happened and of seeing me walking through the door. As I walk through the wet hallway, I hear music gentenly coming through the stereo….

I stand there… he looks at me as if he is not surprised of my presence. we Do not speak…

“Don’t come back”

I turn around as the girl walks out hanging her head in shame.

I continue to stand there…. Waiting for him to say something…yet nothing has been said. I am just standing there. However I seem to be captured by the television…. But still hurt.

I snap back into reality and realize where I am at and my eyes shift to him…

“What the fuck was that???”

He takes a second before he looks at me…

“What you mean?”

“What the fuck do you think I mean? What the fuck was that shit that just walked out the door? What the fuck was the shit that you told me that you were coming over after you finished your “runs”. What fuck???”

“You just need to calm down. Didn’t shit happen. And you know that. I was about jump in the car to come over until you decided to come over with this bullshit.”

Taken back from his attitude… all I can do is mumble “I trusted you”

Fuck that… that aint all I can do… My hand whips across his face with all my might.

Walking away from me… he walks into the kitchen

“What are you doing….?”

“What does it look like I am doing? I am thirsty.”

“So you are deciding to you make some tea. You don’t give a shit about what I just said…”

“No, I am making you some tea cause you look and smell like you walked out of Lake Michigan. And I can tell you are cold…”

I remembered what I have on. He is looking at my boobs. Any other time I would have just laughed and playfully hit him and give him a kiss. But this is not any other time. This time I am hurt. I my eyes are blaring, trying to hold back every tear that is in my eyes…. And every emotion that I have in my heart is wanting me to cry, and every thought in my mind is telling me not to. All of my thoughts are scrambled and i cannot even conture up the words to say to him…

“Sit down.”

He walks over with tea and bottle of juice. He takes his shirt from the back of the couch and puts it around me.

“I used to talk to her while ago and she gave me this bullshit ass story about how her friends left her at the club and she didn’t have any cash for a cab……. She thought something was gonna happen I guess….”

I am sitting… not even thinking. Just a blank soul listening to his words fill up my brain.

“I gave her a ride over here, gave her some money for a cab and then you walked your crazy ass in….”

My eyes blare in his direction


…He laughs…


“You are not crazy… but you do hit hard. Next time I fight I am calling your ass.”

He comes closer to me, hugs me as tight has he ever had…

“Destiny,


I love you I would never hurt you.”



A tear falls from my eye on to his shirt as he takes me to the bedroom to cover me up… and he whispers,

“Everything will be ok”



I call me stupid but I believe him.


-D ♥

...Where The Hood and High Fashion Meet?

Ok... there have been some fashion trends that over time have gotten over done or what you can say "hood". Now, I am not coming down on anyone... however there have been some classic styles that have been tarnished. Lets go down the list...

1) Fur. Now, fur has been officially tarnished by people. One very cold nights, one of the coldest nights of the winter... feeling fabulous I decided to throw on a fur to keep warm (in which I did). I walk in the door of Vita Lux's 'The Wonder Years', and the first thing that I hear walking up the stairs is, "Does she have on a fur?", with a slight chuckle. For many of years, fur once was worn by Kings, Queens, Movie Stars, etc. Fur was known to be luxury, not "Hood". Now, like I said there is nothing wrong with being hood at all. Now, this subject came about a few weeks ago when I was talking with a friend and we discussed that night and he again began to laugh, when I asked why, he said that he remembered people with matching colored furs and we began to discuss a breif timeline of fur and what we each thought when we saw it... He saw ghetto fabulous (Don Qwan) and I saw pure fabulous (Chanel)... No matter what we both saw where one another were coming from. Fur either way is fabulous... when used in moderation, not in bright colors, or in matching sets...

2) Chanel. There have been so many knock offs of the "Classic" Chanel bags. SMH. If your bag has tape on the strap we CLEARLY know that it is fake ma. Along with the dollar store rhinestone earrings. I was also talking with a friend and he was telling me how he will never date a girl who wears Chanel... real or not... I asked why and he replied, "I saw a bitch in a porn with some Chanel earrings on." I couldnt help but to laugh. Enough said.

3) Gucci. Gucci Bandana..... Gucci Belt..... Gucci purse..... Gucci Socks.... Gucci Shoes.... Gucci Cell Phone Case.... Gucci Jeans?????????? Do they even make those????

4) Faux Diamonds. Just has been over done so much. TOO MUCH. It was very classic for a woman have costume jewelry with a NICE piece real jewelry, big or small. No need for a rhinestone ring, bracelt, heavy duty necklace, ring, and heavy ass earrings. One piece is enough, let your face shine, not your fake jewelry. Oh no babes, you have a rhinestone missing out your five tier necklaceearringringbracelet thing.

Lessons in Cheating.

Ok I don't condone cheating because in my little life time I have been cheated on once and it hurt... But that title was something that has been running threw my head all day.

I would like to start by saying how naive I think people are now-a-days with relationships. As I get older I have come to the realization that relationships don't become really exclusive until one is married, and it is not realistic to believe that one will get married at 21 or 20 or even in the early 20's and it work out. NO I am not a bitter woman, I am just a realist. There is just too much growth that happens in your early 20's for a man OR a woman to settle down at these ages.

NOW back to the title.

People BE HONEST!!! yeah sounds silly but it works.

In my experiences it does not run people away... and it wont in yours either. Tell the people you are "talking to" /dating if you are seeing other people chances are at 20 they are too. yeah they are..... and if you guys are honest maybe one day you both could become exclusive and then you'd have a fighting chance because you started out honest and open.

hmmm

Oh yes, for guys who have girlfriends and are some what seeing other people, if you happen to be with your girlfriend DO NOT pick up the phone and act weird... if you are uncomfortable don't answer. If your gf can't handle other girls calling don't answer explain later... NOT HELLA LATER but when you leave, say something like "Sorry I was with my girl or with a friend I couldn't really hold a convo then what's up?" Thats considerate and will get you a long way.

Thats all I have I guess. I don't like cheating or cheaters.

I am no Home Wrecker.

But what I have really been wanting to Scream at guys about lately is PERSISTENCE LEADING TO INDIFFERENCE.

Once again let me explain. (this is a really common problem however)

Guys try their hardest to get a girl, get her number, get her to be their gf, get her to have sex with them etc... But whatever they want out of this girl they go hard for. They put in 178% NO forget that they put in 100,000% but then when they get whatever it is they were aiming for, and it can be as simple as the girl liking them back, they become indifferent with the girl. Like all of a sudden they don't care either way anymore. Let me be the 1st to say THIS SUCKS.

Guys please stop this.... go all the way or go home.

I am a single girl, I don't even consider myself to be "talking to" or dating anyone and I see this problem O too often. And it is the reason I don't date. Guys step your game up before the end of 08!

A$

The Move!

MOVING

Now that you've met us lets get things started!!!

MOVING

I, myself have to be moved out of my current apartment by Oct. 1st and am struggling to find a new apartment. Now, I know that there are tons of places in Chicago for me to move but not many in my price range, and that will take dogs, and meet the rest of my criteria.

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And Destiny, well she wants to move but, the management in her building screwed her over, and now they are not allowing her to move out. She is stuck.

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Now this seems all very uneventful, and straight to the point right??? Well this is where you might be wrong, nothing is really ever boring with us.

In the mist of all these apartment decisions, school is about to start and there has been a bit of drama floating around in our social lives.

Neither of us do well with drama it is something we stray away from because we are happy, ambitous. movitvated girls that don't have time for silly things to knock us off our path... (kinda adult sounding huh? well we are just that.)

Adults.


Now, that does not mean that adults do not make mistakes or there are days where they act like children. There has been some times in the past few weeks there were some childish ass decisions. There have been a lot of some childish or even stupid decisions made.....

I am not going to shed much light on it because it would only fuel the fire and keep things going when they should just die.

But I will say this much, when it comes to matters of friendship, you find out who your friends really are in moments of adversity.... and a guilty conscious will tell all.

That's all about that.

The word "move" will symbolize more.... more then leaving one place to go to another. But maybe leaving a certain situation positioning yourself in another one. One that maybe more comfortable or 1 that you can grow and be a better person in.

All in all.... these "better places" in Chicago are very hard to find... But we will get there!

Stay tuned too we have some video footage coming your way too. This blog wont just be for the readers but for u "reality show" lovers too!!

A$

The Jones' History... Let's Get This S**t Started....

Salutations Blog world and web junkies alike,

You are visiting the home (page) of two ambitious young
ladies, Destiny and Asia Jones both Chicago natives
are one set of insperatable cousins. Destiny Jones, born a
cold day in January ,was raised on the west suburbs of
Chicago. She attended one of the roughest high schools
in the city, but still managed to pull straight A's
and be one of the best dressed girl in the school. Asia
Jones born the Christmas before, and was raised on the south side. Asia was busy with high school,cheering and finished her
senior year with honor as Prom Queen.

Now, before the girls were living the High School
dream they spent most summers at Asia's house in the
younger years playing Barbies. As they got older they
spent countless hours beating video games and taking
apart and putting together bikes. As young girls you
could say they had a big imagination, but what else
would you expect? Every other word that came from the pairs mouth was
"fake like this" and "pretend like that". They built
their own Barbie towns and made Asia's parents garage
into an igloo.


Well after Barbies, Playstation, and High
School the 2 set sail for a totally new adventure.....

COLLEGE!

Unlike most that Asia graduated with she did
not go to the state schools; U of I, Northern or
Southern. She chose DePaul! Destiny made a similar
choice instead of following her friends to HBC's
as a dancer, she took her own path to Columbia. The decisions
the girls made really allowed to to step into their
own and grow as individuals. Both of them taking on their dreams and working quite hard at them.
Destiny remained a straight A student as Asia
continued on the rebelious side however, managing to not let
her grades suffer. Before long there wasn't a party
the 2 hadn't attended and a person
that didn't know them by their Facebook alias' (Destiny "Love" Jones and Asia "Get Like Me").

I guess that brings us to now.... doesn't it?????

Well as of now Asia is going into her last year as an
English major in De Paul (journalism minor) and Destiny
is going into her Jr year in Fashion Business at Columbia.
The two are trying to finish strong and trying to plot
careers out as they continue on this journey.

This blog here.... will give you a chance to
share some of the journey with them... get some
insight and learn some things.

The lives of the Jones' have and probably still will be juicier than The Hills or any other T.V. drama.... stay posted and we will keep posting.

A$ D ♥