I'm Hittin On The New Mailhandlers...

I love my work Bestie... who a call "Bestie". He's the rudest, most ignorant, disrespectful mother fucker on the planet! Which is why I like him.

Juneaux: "So, how's the new worker?"
Bestie: "I didn't even pay them any attention."
Juneaux: "I mean, is he a hard worker?"
Bestie: "I don't know. Why?"
Juneaux: "Because... I wanna fuck him!"
Bestie: "Hahaha... what's does that have to do with anything?!"
Juneaux: "Because if he's a hard worker, he might be a HARD WORKER." (pelvic thrust)
Bestie: "Hahahaha... you're out of control!"

LoL :)

Him: "Do you want to watch Hardcore Pawn?"
Juneaux: "Yeah."
(Juneaux comes out of the kitchen and looks at the tv)
Juneaux: "What the fuck?! This don't look like no hardcore porn!"
Him: "I said Hardcore PAWN!"
Juneaux: *dissapointed face* o_o "Kill yo self."

I've notice that I no longer have a poker face.
I tend to wear my feelings on my sleeve. If I'm mad, everyone can look at me and tell. If I'm happy, it's so obvious. Same thing when I'm annoyed, frustrated, and excited. If I don't like somebody, I can't put on a fake smile and pretend I do. I just can't! My face expressions can be read like a book. Most times, I can just look at someone and they know exactly what's on my mind because my face says it all.
On top of that, I can know/be around somebody for 5 minutes and decided whether I like them or not. 9 times out of 10, my vibes be correct. I hate feeling like I'm such a judgemental person, but I'm really not. I give everybody a fair chance, but if I have a bad vibe about you... then you got to go! My aunt taught me to always trust my first instinct.

It's so rainy here in Pittsburgh lately. Rain makes me lazy!

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You Can't Play A Player

I'm not the best person when it comes to relationship advice. Like I said before, I'm a player, and players don't do relationships for real. At the same time though, I know a player when I see one as if they're walking around with the word "PLAYER" written across their forehead.
I hate when I know when one of my friend's boyfriends are cheating on them. I don't know if it's my place to tell them or not. Normally I just wait for them to ask for my opinion, but I don't like to see them played or hurt. At the same time, no one likes to hear anything like that coming from their friend. I'm not really going to get into details right now because I don't have the time. But here's a little note:

If your man isn't puttin it down in YOUR bedroom, then he's DEFINITELY puttin it down in someone else's bedroom. There's no man on the face of this planet who don't like sex! If that's his excuse, he's fuckin someone else! The truth hurts, and so does being in denial!

People Get On My Nerves...

But I'm Still Cute!!lolz

M.Y.O.B.

The world would be such a better place if people would just live and let live. I don't give a flying fuck what people do as long as it don't effect me in a negative way. Go screw a moose for all I care... if that's what you do, then who the hell am I or anyone for that matter, to tell you No?
If you're gay, be gay! Just don't hit on me or try no crazy shit with me. If wearing purple and pink weave is your thing, knock yourself out! If you raise your kids not to believe in Santa Claus, fine; just don't ruin Santa for someone else's kids!

People spend way too much time worrying about others and what they do in their personal lives. As long as someone isn't hurting someone else, let them live their lives the way they want to live it, because you wouldn't want someone trying to tell you how you should live yours! Period.

In other words: Mind your fucking business! I'm Just sayin!

"Long Hair. Thick. Redbone." - Lil Tunechi

I'm always getting ask what Race and/or Nationality am I because I look "different". I'm 6'1 1/2, high yellow, with natural pretty green cat eyes with specks of colors in them which changes colors according to the light. I have natural light brown hair with a few natural blonde streaks. I was born blonde and blue-eyed though. People assume I'm Mulatto/half black and white or whatever you want to call it... but they're wrong. My mom is brown skinned... her mom is 3/4 black and 1/4 white. We're not 100% sure what descent of white she is because my Mulatto great-grandfather was adopted, but it's said he's Jewish. That whole side of my family orginated from Louisiana; they're all Creole. My dad on the other hand, is my skin color, light... but his hair is bright reddish brown and he has pretty eyes too. He's African-American and Irish.

So, for all those inquiring minds out there... My name is Juneaux, and I'm 50% Creole of Color, 25% African American, and 25% Irish.

When I don't feel like explaining, I'm just a light skinned black girl of Creole descent.

Speaking of Creole, my mom is supposed to be making Jambalaya. Mmmm!

Hello Apple!

Hello world :)
Today (technically yesterday) was quite interesting if I do say so myself.
I got laid in a public place. It was too fun. I'm too tired to get into details, but I can't wait for round two lol. On another note, I just ordered my iPhone 4s.

Sprint + iPhone + Post Office Discount = Satisfied Juneaux.

#ThatWillBeAll
Toodles!

Is It Really October Already?

First of all, Happy October everyone!
I'm glad autumn is here. Fall and winter is my favorite time of the year! It was pretty darn rainy and cold these last few days in Pittsburgh; it made me realize that summer is really GONE.
Anyways, I'm kicking off the new month with fantastic news: My lil sister Bold&Flirty is having a baby :) I can't wait until my niece Harper Adelle-Leslie Lowry, or my nephew Quentin Leslie Lowry get here! He/she is going to be mad spoiled.
Also, I've been asked to be a supervisor at work because I'm a bully. I don't know if I should be offended or honored lol. Whatever. I'm just so excited about these new changes in my life!
Well, I'm calling it short tonight.
Work at 12:30pm (which is 9am in "Juneaux Time Zone"; everyone knows how I despise mornings.) and the steelers game, whoop whoop!