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8:48 p.m. on March 11, 2009

So, Im working on making a blog come back. It ain’t happening. I didn’t work out to day super busy. I have been trying to get out of bed at 8am work out eat and start my day. I got my p90x dvds so Im happy about that. Also, my makeup brushes came in. OMG talk about excitement. The only thing that bothered me was 1. They smelled like super glue. 2. Die came off the bushes after washing. I have 29 brushes in all but I'll post pics of a few for you guys.

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Good thing I test out all my products first so I know what’s going on. I also decided not to do the bath and body products because I have shit loads of makeup for face, eyes, and lips that I didn’t want to be overwhelmed with more shit. I’m trying to take baby steps, but I have never been known to craw before I walk. I started walking as a baby at 9 months according to my uncles. They said they sat at the end of the hall way and made me walk back and forth until I learned how to walk when I was only 9 months. I wish I could remember how I felt. My little chubby self must have just caught on quick so they could stop working my poor little legs to death.

Speaking of family, my dad called me. That is always interesting. I told him about the big fight me and the Aunt had. He asked about my diet, school and told me he was proud and then we got off the phone. Me and Smidge had a little disagreement about her new boo coming to my house. I was like hell naw he cant come here. Ion know that nigga. I was like fuck that I don’t care how fine, sexy, or how much money he has if I don’t know his ass and you just met him 3 weeks ago you don’t know him either and yall making travel plans. WTF kinda shit is that? So, she got over it and called me back and said she now understands where I was coming from. I was so pissed off at her. She said at first she didn’t understand why I didn’t want him to come, and thought I was basically being a asshole, hating on her boo. It didn’t have anything to do with me hating on her boo it had everything to do with her traveling with some strange nigga she don’t know, and on top of that brining the strange muthafucka to my fucking house. Bitch is you crazy? We worked it out. We talked it out and now everything is cool and she is coming alone. I was going to fly there to drive with her but she fucked that up by telling me not to come. Now, I have business meeting in Denver so I will be out of when I would have been in Houston.

More business new, I have a new manufacture for my products! Ok this is the third one but this time I am happy. I order products from a few manufactures to test out stuff, and see how it works. Testing products is hella expensive, but I feel it’s necessary. It’s just so much to test lol. I’m having fun. Im also tired. The only thing I have left to do is get logo plates made, with is more expensive. Then it cost even more to have it printed on the products. (yes I am screaming).

My mom is the bestest. She tells me to do a little at a time when I want to do everything big. I have this big huge catalog and in it I wasn’t everything! How can I get EVERYthing? I can’t. Well not right now but, soon enough I will have EVERYTHING in the catalog in my store! Another thing I learned about cosmetics is markup. Everything is marked up 400% I was like whooooooa. When I saw wholesale prices I almost fainted. Slowly things are coming together. Slowly my life is still falling apart. I get up every day and try harder; besides, I don’t have shit else to do.



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