A Girl Called Nick

Sorry..Is all that you can say.. (then)

Nick — Wed, 01 May 2013 12:35:23 +0000

I don’t even know how to start this story. “I don’t like that nigga..” “somethin bout him ain’t right” ” He just doesn’t care.” I’ve had dreams where I’ve strangled him. Dreamt of slapping him. Wanted to sell his stuff on Ebay. I can tell you about this level of my ugly, because I’m not perfect. I’m supposed to have Christ in me, but that dude has me round here wanting to lock him out the house in the middle of a hurricane. And then wish Final Destination would happen to him. Selfish Inconsiderate From the first time he snitched on me to moms, I knew our relationship wouldn’t be the kind I saw on the tv. As he stole money from me and caused my computer to crash I knew it was gonna be a cold day in hell before my brother and I would get along. All these years, I’ve walked around with a quiet hatred toward my brother. I can call it hatred, because yes, that’s what it was. He got by on stealing from me because he wasn’t yet 18. I was waiting, for the moment I could press charges. Because if mom wasn’t gonna teach [...]

The Accent Challenge..

Nick — Wed, 17 Apr 2013 13:29:07 +0000

So.. I sat back and realized that the last time I wrote anything was on Valentine’s Day.. I looked in the mirror and said, “NIGGA! You been ‘thinking about writing’ for over 2 months!?” and I realized I needed to get my life together.. This isn’t what I originally wanted to post, but the other post wasn’t rockin right, so I’m doing the accent challenge. I was gonna do the challenge in a British accent, but that would negate the point.. For the old heads that know me, and the few new people I picked up along the way, here you go….. I plan on doing more video posts, because honestly.. some of these stories, you can’t read about…. Thank you, for being here with me… and see if you can pick out my grey eyelashes making an appearance… See you soon… Nick

The Tenth Commandment…. (A contest)

Nick — Thu, 14 Feb 2013 14:05:19 +0000

Seems like everywhere you look, everyone is in the habit of re-writing ish. It wasn’t until recently I found out that your work becomes public domain 30 yrs after your death. I mean, ALL THIS TIME I thought someone continuously had to pay Sir Arthur Conan Doyle’s estate for making so many versions of Sherlock. NOOOO.. such is not the case. I feel some kind of way about that and I haven’t even written anything for anyone to stiff me on royalties for. Well anyway. Considering who I am and the way I was raised, it was all Bible everything til mom realized forcing me to go to church was not the move. It was the Job and Esther stories. It was the Ten Commandments and I knew at a young age that I was gonna need some extra help in that department. Even though I understand the parallels, “coveting thy neighbor’s ox” always felt antiquated to me. Now, “coveting their neighbor’s oxtail” might’ve been more appropriate. But I get what God was trying to say. I like knowing what the rules are, but I don’t like being told what to do. like, “who YOU!?” A: “I’m God” Well alright, [...]

To The Ones That Came Before…

Nick — Tue, 12 Feb 2013 14:00:13 +0000

A couple things before the post… 1. This was the post I pulled last week, after the weekend I had, it now seems SO DAMN APPROPRIATE!!!! 2. I’m having my first contest on Thursday!! I didn’t even dawn on me that it’s Valentine’s Day, but who doesn’t want a contest!? So, make SURE you come back on Thursday, read the post, and be eligible to win a prize (a little sumthin, I’m not rich) Now on to the post……… Love yall.. This is the note I’ve wanted to write for a while now. It’s for all those that came before the one that will be “the one.” It’s taken me a while to get to this point, but better late than never. Please understand, I say this with no tone, or sarcasm. “Thank you.” You see, with every fail, there’s been a success. For each fight, each tear, each angry rant, there’s been a part of me that’s gotten closer to where I want to be, who I feel I should be. I know I’m always late, always playing catch up, so some of the things I had to learn the hard way were common knowledge to some. But I [...]

A Quick P.S.A., (no R. Kelly)

Nick — Thu, 07 Feb 2013 13:25:15 +0000

I had another post scheduled to drop this morning. I pulled it because I wasn’t feeling it anymore. I’ll drop it some other time. After Tuesday, I thought something light was in order. I woke up feeling a certain way this morning and I wanted to pass it along. It’s so simple. “Be Great Today.” That’s it. The other day, I asked my mom what made her happy and her answers said something like, “when you and your brother get along.” and various other answers that all depend on the actions of someone else. I told her that’s not the way this happiness thing works. You can’t be dependent on other people’s actions to determine whether or not you’re happy with your life. How does THAT work!? It’s the same concept here. I plan on being great today. I know my boss is gonna be up my butt like a wet thong and her boyfriend is gonna say something inappropriate (like why I haven’t been bred yet >_<) but I won’t let them monkeys stop my show. Because at the end of the day, when I’m walking those 3 miles and my shin splints have kicked in before I clocked [...]

I Want To Be Better…

Nick — Tue, 05 Feb 2013 14:08:25 +0000

It’s been so long. Since I’ve signed in to my blog, much less to write something. GoDaddy reminds me that I have a blog. As if I needed reminding. There’s not a day that passes that I don’t say “I need to write something, anything” I need to honor my commitment, if not to you, then at least to myself. It doesn’t make sense to pay for something that I’m not utilizing. Then life happens. Life passes, sometimes not as fast as we would like, then sometimes too fast. That game of Bejeweled which was only supposed to mellow me out after a long day turns into an evening of Bejeweled. I lie and tell myself that I won’t do it for long. Then the sun sets and I start to yawn. I open Twitter’s tab, then go searching for something to watch online. All the while, Google Chrome kindly reminds me that I have a blog every time I want to open a new tab and I think it silently judges me when I click every other page except WordPress. I got a job about a month ago. This should be a happy occasion. You know that I’m not [...]

How It Ends….

Nick — Mon, 31 Dec 2012 14:15:23 +0000

I’m sure there’s some things I’ll miss but I’m writing from the heart.. 2012 passed by in such a whirlwind. I actually don’t know how it happened. Babies got born, people fell in love, and I watched most of it happen from my window. Once again, I made my trip up north. It started out as a surprise for a friend’s baby shower, and turned into 2 months of laughing, eating, and shopping at Trader Joes. I met a new friend, Leslie, who reminded me so much of myself it didn’t matter that she was 10 years younger than I was. We walked down the street like Laverne and Shirley and hung off lampposts like we were the extras from Singing in the Rain that didn’t make it. My girl, Lauren said if I could make it up north for the shower, that she would pay for me to get back home, which was a surprise/blessing that I needed. My friend got the opportunity to see her screenplay be filmed. This just let me know that while I’m sitting at home daydreaming out the window, people are having their dreams come true. I’m jealous of her, in a good way. [...]

The Ending of the Security Guard..

Nick — Thu, 13 Dec 2012 13:45:54 +0000

Yes, I know it’s been a while. Not as long as last year when I went on vacation, but still. I’ve missed you and this break wasn’t intentional. Things just fell by the wayside while I was moving from house to house in MD and VA. But I’m back. We’ll detail the trip some other time, but you know what I couldn’t wait to tell you about? The Security Guard. This will probably be the last time I talk/write about him but for the newcomers, get the backstory here.. (There are 3 parts) For the rest of you here goes: I got in to Maryland (by way of North Carolina and a meeting with Nia!) on a Saturday evening. After I got settled, I found out that my girl J was off of work on Tuesday. Her: “Where do you wanna go?” Me: “If you think I’m not going back to the museum to scope for the security guard, you got another thing comin!” We got together on Tuesday, caught the Metro and we were at the museum. I was in tight jeans with grey boots. Scarf, jacket, afro sittin HIGH! I was feelin myself. I was ready for him [...]

The Need for Space..

Nick — Fri, 09 Nov 2012 14:08:08 +0000

With the arrival of Sandy last week and all the attempts to get back to some normalcy, I faded to black last week. I didn’t think I would go through a hurricane in Maryland (I mean, I live in Florida) but that’s what happened. BUT, the whole situation DID remind me of a story. I can definitely look back on my 20′s and know that I didn’t know who I was then. Certain that is the case with a lot of people, but this lesson needed to be learned. I didn’t realize just how much of a “I need my space” person I was. Back then, when my motto was “absence makes the heart cheat” (mostly because he’d cheated on me) I was so silly. The hurricane season of 2005 was the most active one I had ever seen. There were so many hurricanes that year, we ran out of names and started going into greek letters. Hurricane Alpha, Gamma, Zeta, etc. Back then, I was with this guy that I KNEW I didn’t want to be with, yet didn’t have the courage to break up with. I was to the point where everything about him started to annoy me. [...]

Don’t Touch Me…

Nick — Thu, 25 Oct 2012 04:14:11 +0000

I’ve been having some real BEYOND crazy dreams lately. Last week, I woke up during the part of my dream where I had someone in that chokehold, whispering “shh, go to sleep.” It was violent, and I didn’t know what had come over me. Most of the times, my dreams are harmless and I can take deep breaths and calm down. The dream that inspired this post took place at a beach party. And by “party,” I mean I was at the beach and that junk was crowded. I was walking by someone who grabbed my arm, said, “hey,” and grabbed my booty. And I promptly slapped him. reminder: this was a dream. Now, I can tell you all that I have slapped a man before. Back in my 20′s when I was all young and dramatic and didn’t know how to use my words. It was a clean slap, and even I was amazed at how the sound resonated, but I WILL say that after that moment, I vowed to never do it again. For someone that has never been in a fight (and don’t intend to be) I can’t go around acting all willy nilly and not be [...]