Claudette Jameson: Life of the College Girl
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| Blog Name: | Claudette Jameson: Life of the College Girl |
| Url: | http://claudettejameson.wordpress.com |
| Language: | English |
| Topics: | Life, College, Random |
| Description: | Claudette Jameson is a girl who has been through a lot in the past year. From attending an HBCU, to having a sextape leaked, to moving back home and going to a community college just to realize that no matter where she goes, people(specifically men) are always going to act the same no matter the location. She blogs about her experiences in life. What she has to deal with; be it her internal conflicts with black women, or her failed attempts at finding love. She is very open and doesn't hold back; she will write about what people refuse to speak about, and state her own opinion regardless of backlash. |
| Popularity: | 21 Followers |
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I Can’t Take This Anymore!!!
I’ve tried everything. I’ve never felt this bad ever. I don’t think that I’ll make it until the end of the year, the end of the week, the end of this day. I just don’t feel like me. I’m not truely happy. My heart hurts, and it brings me to tears thinking about why its so hard for me to be happy. Why can’t I be happy like other people? Why am I like? Why is it so bad? To be completely honest, I don’t want to live anymore and I really don’t care who I hurt by saying this. It’s the truth. No one acts like they want me to stay alive anyway. They’re tired of my “whining”, so instead of answering
I’ve tried everything. I’ve never felt this bad ever. I don’t think that I’ll make it until the end of the year, the end of the week, the end of this day. I just don’t feel like me. I’m not truely happy. My heart hurts, and it brings me to tears thinking about why its so hard for me to be happy. Why can’t I be happy like other people? Why am I like? Why is it so bad? To be completely honest, I don’t want to live anymore and I really don’t care who I hurt by saying this. It’s the truth. No one acts like they want me to stay alive anyway. They’re tired of my “whining”, so instead of answering
Claudette Jameson: The Stripper
I’ve talked about this a lot. I’ve honestly wanted to do it since I was very young. Now that I’m of age ,and men tell me that I have the body for it, I just might try it. The main reason is because I need the money, bad. I’m only working weekends at my job because the season is over and I’m barely getting 20 hours. On top of that, I have my bills to pay on top of paying some of my mother’s bills because she is currently unemployed. I need the money. I know many of you would tell me to cut back on my spending and I have been. I’m done buying hair for the rest of the year, I haven’t bought clothes since early September maybe with t
I’ve talked about this a lot. I’ve honestly wanted to do it since I was very young. Now that I’m of age ,and men tell me that I have the body for it, I just might try it. The main reason is because I need the money, bad. I’m only working weekends at my job because the season is over and I’m barely getting 20 hours. On top of that, I have my bills to pay on top of paying some of my mother’s bills because she is currently unemployed. I need the money. I know many of you would tell me to cut back on my spending and I have been. I’m done buying hair for the rest of the year, I haven’t bought clothes since early September maybe with t
The College Girl Has Left The Building
Last week on Twitter I have another one of my public breakdowns. It started out as anxiety because I afraid to leave the house, then it turn into complete craziness. Because my Twitter statuses automatically become my Facebook statuses, it was all over Facebook as well. I honestly thought that was going to be my last night on earth, but then I received a message from one of my friends. He asked me what was wrong and I told him what was up. We talked until around 3 am that night and finished the conversation later the next day. We talked about what would make me happy, since I haven’t truly been happy in so long, and I realized that the reason why I was unhappy was becaus
Last week on Twitter I have another one of my public breakdowns. It started out as anxiety because I afraid to leave the house, then it turn into complete craziness. Because my Twitter statuses automatically become my Facebook statuses, it was all over Facebook as well. I honestly thought that was going to be my last night on earth, but then I received a message from one of my friends. He asked me what was wrong and I told him what was up. We talked until around 3 am that night and finished the conversation later the next day. We talked about what would make me happy, since I haven’t truly been happy in so long, and I realized that the reason why I was unhappy was becaus
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