Dear Diary

"Pretty, witty, girly, whirly one who likes to party but comes home early, light kinda dark, short sorta tall, slim kinda thick, I swear I love em all... -Jay-Z

Jay-Z's remix to his hit song Girls, Girls, Girls proves just how easy men have it.... Oh the many choices that the fella's have and yet us ladies are sitting here with slim pickings.... I remember hearing comedian Chris Rock say the problem with African American women is that we want Tupac with a degree meaning we'd like to find us a fairly handsome man, with money, who will protect us and that is smart hhhmmmmmm are we really asking for too much "I DONT THINK SO"... Oddly what seems like a demanding request is exactly what men are getting from us, "just what they want"... Growing up in the hood I was always attracted to the "Bad Boy" I carried that with me for years The tats, the court hearings, the drama with other girls and as college was coming to a closure and I began to realize my worth I came to realize that the bad boy with the right dash of corny swag was all I really needed. A man who understood the value of family, the importance of saving, who knew the meaning of spontaneity, a man who wouldn't allow me to run over him who would put his foot down when necessary... As I embark on this journey of finding myself I believe that Mr. Right will cross my path and until then Mr. Right Now will have to do LMAO... 

L. Janell