Thursday, January 22, 2009

I found this from an excerpt of an astrology/sextrology book....

and it has to do with pretty much everything i have either experienced b4 that has made me into who i am now....had 2 b RAW b4 I became Real...ya digg?! enjoy



The Female Scorpio Femme Fatal


This post is dedicated to Jeannie and includes excerpts from the book Sextrology.

For starters, no other woman in the world maintains a higher opinion of herself than the Scorpio female. The zodiac's femme fatal.

She amasses supporters who pave her way for her through life, if not to the point of rolling out the red carpet for her. She drips with feminine allure but with an equal amount of foreboding. She spins a web and bids her mates to come hither - at their own peril.

She's unmoved by the advances of men in attempts to bait him into working ever so diligently to win her over. Our femme fatal invented "hard to get." She's mystery wrapped in darkness, and carries a poker face. She looks to men and asks herself "what can he do for me" sizing up each and every potential candidate - she wants the full package, coaxing out a man's abilities and best qualities while killing off his darker ones.

Scorpio is ruled by Mars and Pluto - a combination that could be akin to fire and ice. Burning agression encased in a frosty outer layer. She's the zodiac's only fixed female water sign, which controls emotion. She controls others emotions - she never wishes for her own to be controlled.

Scorpio's femme fatal maintains the ability to control what the rest of us experience as spontaneous sensations - thus making her a cool character and somewhat frosty in nature. Pluto's remote energy keeps impulsive expression in check. For she rarely acts rash. Carrying on and allowing emotions to rule her is not a trait of the female scorpion.

In nature, a scorpion - when cornered - would rather sting itself to death than face defeat or submission. This is much like our female scorpion. If she finds herself cornered, her actions may become somewhat self-defeating in that if she feels she's lost or is facing submission, she'll begin to up the ante by performing behaviors that may do her - or the situation - in.

Scorpio has a sixth sense. She psychically draws experiences to her like a crystal ball tuned in to what life has to offer. She picks and chooses carefully and operates as a magnet. She lies in wait for her prey to reveal itself. Scorpios symbol has also been likened to a spider.

She spins her web, weaving it perfectly and operating entirely behind the scenes. Then she waits, and waits for her next victim, trapping the bounty that she feels she's ultimately entitled to. Scorpio strives for stillness, waiting, opportunities. A spider doesn't chase or stalk prey - it lies in wait.

Scorpio female periodically embarks on long bouts of deep psychological descents, but generally not more than two or three times during her life. But these are not simply "blue" periods - these are monumental dark periods.

Our female femme fatal wears an expectant expression, watching and waiting for something to occur or someone to arrive. She anticipates every word, every action. She will hurry conversations along with a hiss, dismissing anything that visibly annoys her, often times only half listening. The rest of the time, she's waiting to interject her opinions.

Carrying an often blank and somewhat expressionless look, she's preoccupied. If something catches her attention, it won't be long before she'll approach. She bears down on the individual with a Sphinx smile that signals her curiosity.

Scorpio can appear particularly cold and calculating to other women who may end up with a sense that she's hiding something. Concealing a secret "sting operation" behind that artic exterior. And guess what ladies? Most times - she is.

Many say that the Mona Lisa's expression is akin to the female scorpio. A half smile that conceals deeper thoughts and beckons. Some consider her a sex crazed harpy, but the female scorpion is staking out a permanent mate. But only ones who fits the bill, forever fixed in a state of "hatching a plan."


Scorpio's brand of beauty is best described as Gothic. That raven haired Mona Lisa whose hiding something and shrouded in mystery that beckons prey to her doorstep. She doesn't need a man to make her feel like a woman. She was born feeling like a woman. She exudes sexuality and has her pick of the litter.

Her age range is likened to that of 49-56, which correspondes to menopause. Another mysterious facet of female sexuality. This is a time when a woman's power shifts from that of reproductive physical growth to that of developing her own mental and spiritual prowess of the wise woman with a fatalistic nature.

The female femme fatal seeks a union of the minds, although she can appreciate a nice physical appearance just like the rest of us. She needs to receive a vibe, like that of a fly trapped in her web, wrangling to free itself. She craves an unspoken bond to merge and become one. She doesn't simply pair up - she possesses. She plunges into the depths of her lover's personality to help him fully realize his potential.

She comes to relationships with nothing to loose and nothing to prove. She thinks of herself as the perfect little gem and has a healthy self esteem - Ms. Flawless. But she has a fatal flaw - and it's not being able to admit when she's wrong. For our female scorpion will not take nary of bite of "humble pie."

This is so much so that she'll loose friendships, relationships and more due to her absolute distaste for it. (Again, the scorpion backed into the corner - begins to sting itself to death rather than submit.) She settles into relationships very early in life, anxious to being her mining expedition into the psyche of men's minds. Lantern and pick axe in hand.

She tends to lean towards mama's boys. She can tolerate macho men, however, she picks a man who is more willing to let a female control the wheel and have her way with him. A submissive sort of man that will lie back and allow her to pick away at him on her mining expedition.

A man with a clearly defined mission presents a problem to the zodiac's scorpion girl. this makes it difficult for her to stir the ingredients in her pot for her own personal success. However, a guy with lofty notions that is oblivious on how to achieve them - is a perfect fit for the zodiac's femme fatal. If she thinks he can do better than she can, he's gone.

If this happens, the zodiac's scorpion girl will release a sting that is so terminal, it reduces her mate to a castrated pile of rubble. Launching the cold shoulder full throttle and freezing him out. She approaches this behavior as if it's some sort of campaign she on.

The burden is always on the man with our Scorpio girl. He must never fail to provide that which she demands or he'll surely suffer the sting. She owes nothing to nobody nor does she ever explain her actions. She feels she's perfect in every way and above reproach. Even if she's submersed in deep depression - her surface will emulate that she's fine. Admitting weakness is something that she simply will not consider. The stone face is on.

It's everybody else who has the problem - not our scorpion girl. She's always feigning a yawn, and keeping a blase' attitude towards others - her signature frosty chill.

The zodiac's scorpion girl is an indomitable spirit that cannot be broken or penetrated.

Wednesday, January 21, 2009

Monday, January 19, 2009

Classic

Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry

Found in Translation

Suddenly no longer happens in me,
suddenly I am not who I am, suddenly I no longer recognize anything that one day I used to be.

Today, I ask that in my hand, Today I wonder where I go,, perhaps there are no answers to what I am trying to solve,

This time I come looking for the heart,
This time I will try again,
This time I will not try to do it right,
if this life gives me another chance.

Suddenly I no longer know what happens in me,
Suddenly I no longer am Perhaps there are no answers to what I am trying to solve,

This time I do not want another illusion,
This time I try again,
This time no more I try to make good
if life gives me another chance.
Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry

Esta vez

De pronto ya no se que pasa en mi,
de pronto ya no se quien soy,
de pronto ya no reconozco nada de lo que un dia fui.

Hoy me pregunto que cambio dentro de mi,
hoy me pregunto a donde voy,
tal vez no existen las respuestas para lo que intento resolver,

Esta vez vengo buscando el corazon,
Esta vez lo intentare otra ves,
Esta vez ni mas yo tratare de hacerlo bien,
si la vida me regala otra oportunidad.

De pronto ya no se que pasa en mi,
De pronto ya no se quien soy,
Tal vez no existen las respuestas para lo que intento resolver,

Esta vez no quiero otra ilusion,
Esta vez lo intentare otra ves,
Esta vez ni yo tratare de hacerte bien,
si la vida me regala otra oportunidad.

Wednesday, January 7, 2009

Fw: from marco

i dont need to go to vegas anymore friend i can make my own drinks here yay
marko p

Thursday, January 1, 2009

Sooo tired.....

Uh I'm definitely hung over today! All bad. And I'm working and greeting people at the store today. Hello do they not know that I am beyond super slow in processing thoughts and words when I'm hung over? Ugh. I mos def don't need to drink like I did last night. I will misunderstand anything and take everything personal which makes fighting with my significant other unavoidable. Won't do that again. Especially cos Wes will fight back and then I get butthurt. Lol. Yea like mandy said, lessons learned. Had a great night tho! My friends r the bomb. My boyfriend is the bomb cos he put up with my shenanigans......aww my boo! Have a great new years everyone!!!!