T.R.O.Y.

This morning my mother told me that we were going to clean the spare bedroom. Since we moved into this apartment, two years ago, the spare bedroom has been a store room, filled with all of our junk. I told my mother no. I don't like how she gets into moods and then tells me what I'm going to do, instead of asking me. I told her no, and instead of her starting on the room alone she retreated to her room to watch television. I went to the room later to fold the clothes that were sprawled everywhere, it's amazing how much bigger the room looks now. Anyway, while I was folding I came across a box of stuff that I had collected when I was younger. I went through it and had a great time.

There were a lot of magazines with JANET JACKSON, Brandy, IMMATURE, PENNY HARDAWAY, TLC, and other sports and music stars on the covers. It's amazing how I am not attracted to any of them men that were in Immature...they're all just...okay now, ten years ago I would've killed anyone that "dissed" them by saying there were "okay" looking. I also find my Janet Jackson "collection"...magazines, newspaper clippings, my fan club papers, tour books. Tour books nowadays are garbages. Janet's books were huge, made of heavy-weight paper, and were filled with beautiful pictures and loads of information, they were totally worth whatever I paid for them. Now, tour books go for $20+ and are four pages deep with pictures that you can see online everyday. I also came across my Dennis Rodman book Bad As I Wanna Be, which was certified and autographed...think it's worth anything? I remember meeting Dennis clearly.

My dad took me and my sister up to a Westchester basketball show, so I could meet him. I remember that we were the only Black people on the line, lol. I was so nervous, because I had a crush on Dennis at the time...young and crazy I was, and my hands were sweating. So when we get up there Dennis was really friendly, I guess it was the complexion connection. After I got my book signed, we were leaving and I see two White women wearing hooker/stripper uniforms consisting of skin-tight shiny pants, five inch heels, and halters let behind a rope to the area where Dennis was. I was disgusted. We then went to look around and I bought a ton of Penny Hardaway cards, and a picture of Kobe Bryant holding his trophy after he won the All-Star Slam Dunk contest.

It was good to go back in time for a little bit. But now I'm in the present. I don't understand why I can't get motivated to get up and do anything! I need help!

Okay I'm REALLY going to clean my room now.