"Are you mixed?"

When people ask if I’m mixed, I tell them that I’m Haitian.

That doesn’t answer their question but they accept it as black. I put black on my important documents but you never know with the Caribbean. I

Worst day at work by far

First, a group of guys (about 5 of them) came into Burger King. I already knew I wasn't going to enjoy taking their order because they're eyes were glazed over. They step up to the counter and their odor just hits me. They were high, like it was 4/20 day high. Every time they talked, the smell just hit me, over and over again. This one guy had dreads in a mohawk and I was just staring at it because I don't see that hairstyle that much... I guess he thought I liked him or something because he leaned over to talk in my ear and asked if I could hook him up with some free fries... Hell no. I told him, "I don't pack the food, sorry." He laughed, in my face, and said alright. They kept coming to the counter to buy more food which I disliked so much. After they left, I had to clean their mess. Tell me why they weren't conscious enough to not make a mess like they were three? I hate people like them.

There was also this really dumb lady that came to the counter. She ordered 3 whoppers. At the Burger King that I work out, we have a buy one, get one free whopper. I asked her if she wanted 4 whoppers and just pay for 2 and she's like, "No, I just want three whoppers." We go back and forth with this because I was only trying to help her and she wasn't seeing that. So, in the end, she buys her whoppers and after I ring it up, she's like, "I want my other free whopper." I'm looking at her like, "Bitch, I already rang it up." My manager intervenes and says that already told that she could of gotten two free whoppers before. I had a customer after her so I missed the whole conversation. She ended up coming back to the register asking for her money back. She looked pissed. I'm kinda glad she left because she got on my nerves but those wasted whoppers...

My Hair Texture

I would be a 4A/4b or a OS texture.

Sunshine Lifestyle

I dunno how to explain it but I guess the best way to describe the lifestyle I want to live is how Travie McCoy dresses. California/beachy. I'm working on my natural hair for the messy but beautiful look... I need tank tops, daisy dukes, and some sandals. I also like Bruno Mars style of music. Easy-going and just chill.

One day... 

My Life in a Song

This is the song for those that don't enjoy outside...

Pissed for no reason

In my AP Psychology class, I sit in front of this lazy, senior chick who does nothing but complain and talk about stupid stuff in class. What does this have to do with me? She’s a complete nuisance. Her voice is so high pitch and annoying and she doesn’t stay in her business. When she has nothing to talk about, she starts looking around for something to talk about. I don’t understand why she would talk to me. We had an earlier confrontation where it was obvious that I didn’t like her and she still tried to talk to me. And then later, as I’m walking to class, she has the nerve to keep talking about me. Her voice was so loud that I could hear from 20 feet away. I’m guessing she wanted a fight because it was so obvious that she was talking about me. If only I wasn’t so stubborn, I would change seats but I picked that desk first and hate little changes like that. One more months of this and then I won’t have to hear her annoying voice again.

A feeling

I love when I have a crush on someone because every time I’m around them I get this goofy smile and laugh to myself just thinking about them.  I guess you could call me creepy because I give them side glances and then go back to what I was doing; this continues til I leave where ever the guy is. 

Even when I’m thinking about them, people ask me what’s so funny and I can’t tell them because I can’t answer. It’s not something I can explain, it’s just a euphoric feeling.

My thoughts on the new movie “Something Borrowed”

Why would I introduce my best friend to a guy that I’ve had a huge crush on. In my mind, he’s mine and if I didn’t officially lay claim to him before my friends meet him, then they aren’t meeting him. If they so happen to meet him and like him to then I’ll become the bitch and we would practically be fighting over the guy until he choses which one of us he likes best. I won’t be sour if he likes her because at least I tried. 

Customer-Worker Relationship

This guy, around my age, came to the cash register and ordered four whopper juniors and a small fry. While I was getting his change, he asked do they do drug tests to be hired. I told him, “No, just be sober when you turn in your application.” He nodded his head and waited for his food. After a few minutes, I gave him his food and he asked how old I was. After I responded, he paused and then asked for my number. At this moment, I’m like, “Did he just seriously ask me for my number? I do a once over of him and told him, “I don’t think I’m allowed to… We’re super busy. If you wait til we aren’t, then sure.” He said, “Nah,” and left.

Thank God he didn’t stay.