22 10 / 2012
<—-that’s me trying to make a decision
i was invited to attend a pretty high scale event this upcoming weekend…once i agreed to attend i received an email asking me to give them a picture, my professional title, and my twitter handle…
professional title: sure
twitter handle: WOAH BUDDY!
like a lot of my counter parts i have two twitters, work and personal, my personal gets reckless (like Krystle can be at times) and make sure that some of my work associates are not able to associate me with it. Let’s be clear, not because I am ashamed, but because my business people need not know that i’m in the strip club making it rain on these hoes.
so for the next hour I thought about what twitter handle(s) i should give…this is an event where I am looking to grow and benefit from professionally AND personally (more so professional) neither twitter embodies BOTH. it’s like Clark and Superman…no one needs to know about my S.
I get paid to do damage control on people and organizations and now I AM MY CLIENT!
after getting checked by a few friends and being forced to make a decision, i learned that my visions all need to line up and be on the same accord. My business account needs to line up with EVERYTHING i want to do professionally (ouch) and my personal must be polish (i can go make it rain, i can not tweet about making it rain) and consistent.
I am a rebel with NO cause…but i am learning that i do not need to rebel against everything as it delays my growth…
02 10 / 2012
a few weeks (maybe even months) i went to facebook and wrote:
Dear Black Man,
I refuse to give up on you, I love you.
A Black Woman
I visited Facebook today and I see my response…or more like someone who refuse to give up on Black women…
i love it
02 10 / 2012
October is usually a hard month for me but I keep myself busy by finding ways to spread awareness about Breast Cancer…it’s only the 2nd and some how i found myself near tears.
I still haven’t accepted the idea of it being ok to cry, simply because for so long crying was not a part of who Krystle was…or maybe I refused to be transparent (lol) enough to allow people to see that weak side of Krystle
Today, unintentionally, I passed the cemerty my Aunt is burried at (i am sure i’ve passed it before but today i noticed it) and the moment my eyes watered I quickly told myself to get-a-grip while refusing to let a tear drop…sooner or later you get over it right?
Hey Pretty Lady,
I thought about you today. I’m sure I miss you for my own selfish reasons. My mom hurts. My family hurts. And trust me, each year it doesn’t get better, it just becomes more acceptable. But I have to trust God had a bigger plan and we will see you one day.
The Little Girl who will never forget you…
one day crying will be totally okay…
27 8 / 2012
Day 21: One of your favorite shows
this is a complete throw back and possibly one of my favorite shows and i decided to use one of the older ones than the news, i havent decided if i am loyal to them as of yet. as a teen, this show was what/who me and my best friends were going to be when we got to that age. Ironically, i see me in all them…they dont make good shows about a group of black women anymore…
27 8 / 2012
not sure how many people will see this but those who do, come out and support…tickets are current on sale for $25 :)
23 8 / 2012
Day 20: How important you think education is
as someone who has 2 degrees and has every intent on getting a least 2 more…i believe that education is essential in the development of one life. I also believe that education goes beyond classrooms, i’ve met very educated people who does not have any degrees.
22 8 / 2012
Day 19: Disrespecting your parents.
Am i still alive?
I may have a smart mouth or attempt to test the waters when it comes to my parents but disrespect is not an option. They will quickly put me back in shape and remind me that they brought me in this word and that gives them the right to take me out this world (lol, i wonder if i will ever say that to my children).
Ironically i see children, on a daily basis, disrespect their parents and the parents just accept it. at 20 something, i would dare do what they do/say as teens.
20 8 / 2012
Day 18: A picture of you last year and now, and how you have changed since then?
August 20, 2011
August 18, 2012
Not sure how much i have changed by looking at a picture (beside i had a BANGING tan last summer *sigh*)…but i know who i am and where i was. a year is such a short time when you are asking one to reflect but over the year i have experience change; life changing moments usually do it. working 2 jobs, car totalled, new car, love (ha!), dreams coming true…there has been ups & downs but i am and continue to be blessed.