Tuesday, May 27, 2014
Tuesday, May 13, 2014
How to "Get" Coochie on Facebook?
referenced a young woman in a drunken coma
who was sexed by some strange dude. When
she awoke from her coma with cum-dripping
confusion, this stranger insisted he had used a
condom Much later, she found find out she
had contracted HIV from her sexer.
Ironic, when one of the top pop songs
right now is "Drunk in Love.” For the average "Single
Lady" that ain't what you want. Let
the ladies married to millionaires with security have that one
Boo-Boos. Otherwise, you might end up with
"HIV-Infested cum, infested cum...
Baby rolling all down your tongue and a
piece of a million bucks
You gets none, you gets none”
When I took to Facebook to vent my passivity above all passivity, the stories of nasty-ding dong-
having suckers continued to fill my feed.
First, there was the married, Facebook lady hunter,
who wooed women to bed only to share later
that he had HIV. Now, there is this "Drunk In Cum"
The only thing I wrote, the ONLY thing
that MATTERS, is that
"Nobody cares about your coochie, but
you."
By
yourself? Watch yourself? I mean, really…don't get all drunk in the club,
unless, like I
mentioned earlier, you have your husband,
life partner, significant other, “main” boo thang or
whoever you know will definitely have your
back, to take you home for some watermelon.
These guys are dirty, trifling, and all
they want to do is f...k. As an HIV prevention advocate,
I see the numbers rising with each report.
There are more and more cases of HIV, historic
numbers of chlamydia cases, more gonorrhea
infection, and syphilis infections are up 11%.
(Just FYI, according to the CDC’s Sexually
Transmitted Disease Prevention Division, the rise in
syphilis infections is “entirely
attributable to men.”)
Further, I am still single, so I know
first-hand that the last thing any guy, rich or poor, is thinking
about is using a condom. The rich guy
“forgot them” and the broke guy “thought you got them”
because, you know, “…the way my account is
set up…”
My Facebook buds are a pretty diverse
bunch. So, when someone, (actually a former boss --
red face me) posed the question...
"What is a coochie?" I offered a “LOL” and immediately went
to Google. Part of me thought my mommy
brain forgot how to properly use slang, but thankfully
I didn't. So ahem, without further ado, a
"coochie", according to Wikipedia is:
Sexually suggestive slang from the
Southern United States, referring to the vagina.
Also, a slang descriptor often used in
relation to a belly dance or wiggling as in "Coochie
It may trace back to a song at the 1893
Chicago World's Fair performed by a dancer
named Little Egypt and was filmed in 1896
by Thomas Edison for the Coochee Coochee
Dance film short. The song was created by
Sol Bloom.
After the sexually provocative dance
became wildly popular during and after the World's
Fair, the term "hoochie coochie
man" came to refer to someone who either watched the
performer(s) or ran the show.
Alternatively, from the directly sexual meaning of hoochie
coochie, he (a “hoochie coochie man”)
greatly enjoyed sexual intercourse.
The erotic dancing was popular in film
booths and was a precursor of the striptease.
One explanation of the etymology
attributes it to the French word coucher, meaning to
No matter how we say it, our “prize pearl”
belongs to us. So, if we want to follow pop music’s
example, here is the "Beehive"
formula to keep your coochie safe from being "Drunk in Cum.”
Follow the song-script carefully…there is
a method to the madness.
1. Can he pay your “Bills, Bills,
Bills”?..... Since he keeps talkin’bout your body is sooooo
2. “Bootylicious”!….. He can (and did). So
ya'll became
3. “Bonnie and Clyde”….. You whispered in
his ear, “Let me…”
4. “Upgrade U”….. Both of you fell
6. “Put a Ring on It” ….. You put on a
7. “Freakum Dress” ..... So he could get
the/So ya’ll could go to the
8. “Kitty Kat”/”Party”….. Because
9. “That’s How You Like It” … When you are
So before we get too drunk and give up the
coochie, double check if you missed a song.
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Wednesday, March 19, 2014
Does Music Cue Opportunity
I recently finished Maya Angelou's latest manuscript
"Mom and Me and Mom". Weeks later, I still think about the book
night and day. In this book Maya Angelou continued her biographical triumph and
once again let us in. While reading of her tenacity and courage to stay her
course with her life
Saturday, March 1, 2014
Lesson 4: How to Build Self Confidence with Haters
As
a homeschooling mother and self-help junkie, I still love New Edition and
traveling. Ever since being introduced to personal development and self-help
through the world of network marketing, I have been a student of personal
development. Friends call me in the morning for
Friday, February 28, 2014
Cheerleader Lesson 3: It ain't my fault and How to Improve Self-Confidence
It
ain't my fault, as Mystical would say. He was one of the mega rap stars in my
day. That is the attitude you must have when a player hater tells you that you
only made the cheer leading team because of who you know. They will begin to
berate you about being a part of handpicking, a terrible cheerleader tradition
if Saturday, February 22, 2014
My Diary is Pink and my Journal is Blue
My hands are under the bed, and my neck is strained backwards as I
try to press my whole self under to grab my key. "It is under here
somewhere, it just dropped", I think, and finally my hands feel the stick
of the mini jagged edges. My diary is safe once again. At 10 I was
the typical 80's latch key
Sunday, February 2, 2014
Life Lessons I learned as A Cheerleader: (Lesson 2) You have to SHOW UP to SHOW OUT
Where is my life manual?!?! Does anyone actually have a grasp on how this living thing works?
Well, one sunshiny day while purging old papers in one of my many attempts to go "paperless" (I am not there yet at all), I ran across my FAMU Cheerleader Handbook. I nostalgically begin to take a read...
I find it interesting that I still have it after so many moves; but it was there in my special purple box that always goes with me, no matter how quick the move is. As I thumbed through, I was so intrigued to find the handbook speaking to me like a life constitution. Handbooks traditionally include things like operating procedures, behavior, attendance, and performance standards -- this Cheerleader Handbook was no different.
This Handbook was so SERIOUS with bold headings like: Mission, Purpose, General Guidelines, Attendance Guidelines, Behavior Guidelines and so on. This book was so serious because the University wouldn't just leave it to chance that cheerleaders would show up and do their job. Standards and a checks and balances system were put into place to ensure that the mission and purpose of the squad, and more importantly the University as a whole, were performed properly.
The ATTENDANCE section had more than six separate regulations that basically said, “Don't be late, EVER” and “Any missed practice or performance will be met with severe consequences.” A “no-show” on the cheerleading squad was no different than a job -- no call, no show, YOU GO.
Yep, line after line of ways to be reprimanded.
I laughed and thought, here's your darn LIFE Handbook...Maybe, Mika, if you take your life and put it into the handbook model with a real, mission, purpose, and dare I say, consequences, you will begin to execute your goals. Why not apply the same discipline and fortitude to create your very own manual for life? I had plenty of un-used journals around, so it seemed like a great time to put them to use.
My journal read like a handbook, with my mission and purpose clearly in front of me. I began to feel more prepared each day to nail it. But, I politely left off the attendance chapter and the section on consequences for not showing up. This is where it gets hard. I. HAD. TO. SHOW. UP.
Why so serious about this attendance thing anyway?
Because lives are on the line (cheerleading is 2nd in catastrophic injuries behind American football).
[http://ussa.edu/news/cheerleading-ranks-first-in-catastrophic-sport-injuries]
[http://ussa.edu/news/cheerleading-ranks-first-in-catastrophic-sport-injuries]
When individuals miss practice, that is time away from nailing the routine, and producing the best, most unified and precisely injury free performance. If a squad member didn't show up to practice, routines would be made without that member and she would enjoy the game from the stands, seated next to the coach. It was literally a case of “No Risk, No Reward.” If you did not risk life and limb at each practice for the sake of the spirit, no way do you get the reward of cheering with your squad during the game.
My Life: If I didn't show up to the time I set aside to work on tasks that lead towards my goal, my life would continue to be in danger of un-fulfillment and leading towards catastrophic death by depression. Or, I could show up to each meeting with myself, practice each step and NAIL my goals; leaving me confidently and happily dancing on the field in stead of admiring others in the game from the stands.
Sometimes, I just can't get to it...
If, for whatever poor excuse of a reason I could come up with that I did not reach certain accomplishments, my trusty old cheer handbook and working Mika's Life Handbook would be there as my judge. Any missed target now required a full explanation.
LIKE: Did I create a workable routine that included at least 45 minutes per day of active work on a particular goal? [If you haven’t read Outliers, check it out here: [http://cs.ecust.edu.cn/snwei/studypc/jsjdl/data/OutliersTheStoryOfSuccess.pdf]
--If routine was created did I miss more than one day. Unfortunately, I begin to see that my so-called failures were just hopeful, lackluster, ineffective attempts that I just didn't show up for. Heck, there was no coach to report to, so I guess I didn't have to do it. The reality was, severe Self-Discipline had to set in.
Today, I have a routine that reflects what's important to MIKA and helps me move towards my mission and purpose in this life. Side note: (your life is not what others want for you, it is what you and your higher power have planned. So quit envying others and go for your best YOU)
I find it quite hilarious when I hear someone share excuses and say something like “Things just aren't working out for me.” Now, instead of offering condolences for their loss or failure, I ask “Did you do what it takes to make ‘IT’ happen?” Did you really put in the time, REALLY put in the time? Do you have a routine and stick to it? Further sharing that having experienced serial failure, reflecting on my things that "didn't work out", I clearly see where I didn't show up enough to make them work out.
In cheerleading, our goal each week is to keep spirits flowing and have winning energies around to encourage our team to VICTORY.
(1868: Jack “Johnny” Campbell, takes the credit as the very first of these “yell leaders” to pick up a megaphone, jump onto the sports field, and lead the crowd with the already popular university organized cheer: “Rah, Rah, Rah! Ski-U-Mah! Hoo-Rah! Hoo-Rah! Varsity! Varsity! Minn-e-so-tah!” With much credit attributed to Johnny Campbell and his “yell leaders” abilities to motivate the crowd & their American football team, Minnesota won the game 17-6 and cheerleading was born.)
Learn more cheerleader history here: [http://cheerunion.org/Content.aspx/History]
In order to do that, cheerleading has gone from chanting: "sis, boom bah", to tuck and rolls, basket tosses, and one hand holding cupies...stunts, routines and moves that are both energizing and death-defying. One missed step ruins a routine. One missed basket catch can paralyze a cheerleader.
So, a cheerleader willingly signs on to be a Leader of Cheer, knowing the risk, and decides it is well worth it to show up to practice and be a contributing member at the game.
So what happens when we don't move towards purpose by executing a small goal?
Well, when we miss days working towards our goals, we become paralyzed like a cheerleader missed in a basket toss. One missed toss, breaks her neck. One missed day from your goals, breaks your spirit. That broken spirit feeds the nasty little voice in your head that says you couldn't do it anyway.
Self-Paralyzation will set in, with it, each day becomes harder and harder to get to work towards your goal.
It becomes easier and easier to find distractions -- these distractions become “more important” to do than your goals. It seems so hard to do it, to make time for "IT".
It was hard as a cheerleader to sacrifice six out of seven days a week, to practice, travel, and cheer. But, real cheer-Leaders are tenacious. Real Leaders that cheer always do what it takes to win and achieve goals. "IT" takes dedication and discipline. "IT" takes knowing it won't be easy and then doing "IT" anyway. It takes saying “no” to happy hour and maybe even ‘Scandal’.
It takes hard ass work -- so quit being a buster and do what you gotta do (that was for me not you, because I am probably the only person left in the world who needs discipline).
LOOK, the next time something "doesn't work out". Ask yourself did you show up and work it? Did you work it to get that team handbook gpa that keeps you in the game and out of the stands
It is so easy to not show up when you are on campus and your friends are hanging on the set; and you have to get to a study group and to your lifeguard job at the school pool and prepare for fall pageants.
But oh man, as a cheerleader, you wouldn't change it for the world.
I think everyone should...
1. TAKE TIME TO MAKE YOUR VERY OWN HANDBOOK
2. CREATE A ROUTINE AND STICK TO IT
3. CREATE SOME CONSEQUENCES FOR NOT DOING IT
... better yet....
HIRE A COACH- here's a couple links to some miraculous coaches. If you are ready to live according to your own Handbook, spend your tax money on something that will change your life.
I took the PEP with Chloe-Taylor Brown, A Lifestyle Enhancement Coach, so check her out.
[http://www.chloetaylorbrown.com/]
Alexis Lior is a Success Coach and Author of “F.R.E.E.: Finally Released to Experience Expansion.”
[http://www.alexislior.com/]
I have been Googling Tiphani Montgomery’s GUGH coaching. That is next for me.
[http://tiphanimontgomery.com/]
Here's a little chant to motivate ya':
Clap and chant the words below 3 times through and then again.
Come on let's Do it, Do it, come on, let's SOAR.
Come on let's Do it, Do it, You know you want more.
"I trade sweat for strength. I trade doubt for belief. I trade cheerleading for nothing!" Author Kate, Midland, Ontario, CANADA
