We Be Bored...

So my ex and I did a song together a few years back.

We were bored, and we had time on our hands, so we made a song.

I was looking around his soundclick page, and come to find out it is on there!

I haven't heard this song in sooooo long. It was funny to hear my voice, and just how unprofessional everything was. I used a store bought computer mic and a sock to record my verse. (ha ha) The mix on it is horrible, but really all in all it was a good song.

You can check it out at his soundclick page.

www.soundclick.com/zahaziz

The song is called "Wifey Freeverse"

You can also check out his other songs.

He's extremely talented.

SHOUTS to Zah Aziz.

Peace and Love

I'm Human, Sorry.

YES, it's true.

I am a 20 year old human woman. And I make mistakes. (Alot of mistakes) But I learn from them and I understand that I'm not perfect. I'm never going to be perfect, and in all truth I could give a fuck less if I was perfect or not. I'm me, and thats all I can ask of myself. I realized at a young age I wasn't anything "special" not really. And before people get the wrong idea let me say this... I don't have low self esteem. I just know that I will never be Americas next top model, or American Idol, or a famous journalist who travels all over the world. I have hope, but I'm a logical thinker, and I'm OK with where I am and where my future my or may not take me. I'm pretty content with myself. ---> Back to my original rant. I'm not perfect. Mistakes will be made. I do learn from them though and a good majority of the time I don't make the same mistakes twice, but like I said... I do make mistakes. Even when that mistake is repeating an old mistake. A lesson is never learned untill it's felt. Thats how I feel. My mom told me when I was younger "Sha, don't touch the pot. It's hot." Yeah, ok. if you say so mom.... What does Danny do? (you know it.) I touch the pot. "Shit, it's hot!" I know that now. Won't be doing that again. I had to know for myself. I had to feel that.

Now I know I have gone on and on about Justin. And how things just never seemed "right" with him, and that I just wasn't sure. (I'm still not sure) but I hate thinking "what if?" What if this could possibly be a good thing and I'm just not seeing it. He never really hurt me. I never cared enough to actually let him. Yeah some of the things he does are annoying, and childish but at the same time I do some things that I know get on his last nerves. Beyond anything (even my fear of being alone) I hate not knowing. So after a few days of completely ignoring him, I talked to Justin a few days ago. I couldn't stop myself. He called and I answered. We talked... not just "Hey how's the weather?" but we had one of the deepest conversations I think we have ever had. He let me in. And even after that I tunneled as far as I could go. It's almost like an impulse. Like I needed to know everything I could about him now, and if I didn't it would be to late. A bit drastic, but Hey what can you do?

This is where my friends say "Danny, you're making a mistake."

I'm going to give him another chance. My friends think it's because I don't like being alone, and they take that as I need to have a guy with me at all times. NO, I have to really know he isn't the one for me. I can deal with being alone, dosen't mean I have to like it, but I wouldn't just be with someone cause I didn't want to be alone. I went through that phase in my teens. I know what I'm worth and trust me I'm not "settling" or letting him run his game. I truly want to know that his best isn't what is best for me. And if it is then I don't want to miss it. So we are going to work on things. Everything in life takes work, and if you give up at the first sign of trouble then whats the point in doing it all over again with someone else. You'll just live your life running away from something you're not even sure is going to happen. I'd be better off living alone, then. I don't know what the future has planned for me and Justin, but I'm willing to tag along for whatever may come our way. Through the good and the bad. Thats what a relationship is about right? Through thick an thin. For better or for worst, and all that good marrige vow stuff. Ehh, I'm young. I've lived through heartbreak, and if it should happen so be it. I refuse to live in regret though.

"We were never meant to be, we just happened"

I'm not mad though.

HA HA HA

A Letter to Franko

"Cuddle Bear",

(sigh) Franko, I'm still trying to cope. It's only been a day. Barely a full 24 hours since I heard the news about your passing. It feels like so much longer. Time is pretty irrelevant to you now, huh? I miss you. I told you last week when we talked how much I missed you. Knowing now that I'll live the rest of my life missing you is to close to unbearable to call. Your funeral was yesterday, and I couldn't be there cause I'm stuck all the way in Texas. Your "Texas Cowgirl" remember? (I hated when you called me that) I hate that I couldn't be at your funeral. I hate that I even had a funeral to miss. I hate not understanding why he took you. My chest hurts, and when I think about you it's hard to breath. I keep saying that I want to wake up. I don't want this situation to be apart of my reality. Behind all the pain though I know I have to accept this. I really don't want to. Its to final. I wont be able to message you on myspace and just check on you to see how you're doing. Or see you on your bike. I haven't talked to Mikey yet, but I know he is hurting. We all are Frankie. I signed your guest book online. Just to tell your dad him and your sisters and everyone are in my prayers. I'm never going to forget you Franko. You know that. I love you.

I promise, and I always will.

A Loss for Words

"I'll Never know exactly why it had to end this way. Or why it seems like I keep losin' people every day. Like rest in peace is something usual I have to say. And tho' it's obvious you're probally in a better place. It still hurts because I'll never get to see your face. Maybe one day, but really I don't want to wait. I keep hopin' that I'll never see another wake."

The picture I made for you, Keep it 100.

I can't think ight now. I can't process what is really going on. I just fucking talked to you. We made plans to spend time like the old days when I came back to New Orleans. WHAT THE FUCK. I got the call last night. I still don't understand. I want to wake up Franko. I don't want to know this. I don't want this to be real. I'm not ready to say goodbye. Not like this. I'm sorry we haven't been as close as we used to. I'll make it better I promise. Please....God please. I don't want time to deal. I don't want to ever have to truly understand that you're gone. I can't know that my "cuddle bear" isn't going to be there when I need a shoulder to cry on. This is like a cruel joke. Whitney couldn't be serious. You were there for me when Michael passed. Whos going to be here for me now? I want to wake up. I can't cry anymore, I'm numb but it still hurts. I don't want this. I don't need this. Franko I miss you, NOW. I always will. I'll always love you. You're one of my bestfriends, no matter what. Life Nor Death can change that.

I LOVE YOU

Rest in Love

Franko David Taranto Jr.

College Hill, South Beach, Fl.

Some "Open Your Eyes" Poetry

This is just Part One.Enjoy.

Miss Keri Hilson Ft. Kanye and Neyooo

The amazing and beautiful Miss Keri Hilson is KILLING the game.This new track is OD fresh, and not only because along with herself she got 2 of the hottest names in the game on the track with her Mr. Arrogant himself and the talented Neyo. Her entire album is nice. Make sure you go an snatch yourself a copy.

Keri Hilson
"In a Perfect World"It dropped TODAY!March 24thso what are you waiting for?!If you haven't already picked it up, go ahead bring your ass to walmart, cause you know you need something from there anyway. Pass by the electronics and pick it up. Go ahead and grab Twilight while you're at (Edward <3)
Peace and Love

Internet Thug

It's funny.You can laugh.It's ok.Goodnight people.

Ehh, I Guess...

So I was looking through blogs and came across Daniel Briseno and his blog about typing in your ethnicity on google. He said to try it, so I did. This is what I got.

I guess mixed people just aren't that interesting.

The First Week of a Break Up

Rafael Casal is one of my few favorite spoken word poets.He is a Def Poetry Vet. and an extremely down to earth person.I had the pleasure of meeting him back on 05''Check out his other poems "Barbie and Ken 101" and "Abortion"His words capture the rawest of emotion, and he makes you feel every word.You guys enjoy.
"Feel more like a boy now wearing a mans molding. Maybe thats why I look like I'm wearing baggy clothing. I am hoping I will grow soon." - Rafael Casal

Really?!

dé· jà vu
(dzhä voo)

n.
1. Psychology The illusion of having already experienced something actually being experienced for the first time.

"Your mood swings are starting to give me whiplash" - Bella (Kristen Stewart) "Twilight"

Oh, how I relate. I've been doing good. The past what..two days? I called it off with Justin. And usually I'm a clingy person. It takes nothing for me to commit to someone and a life time to get over them. (not really, but sometimes it feels like it) I haven't texted him, haven't tried callin' him. I haven't even asked about him to mutual friends. I've simply been living life.

I always said guys have this secret radar built into them at birth that progresses as they get older. When they tune into a female, they know when she isn't thinking of them. Or when she is moving on without them. Like they can somehow feel her slipping away. Not even that they care to lose her. It just makes them feel better knowing they've got her. Like a childs old toy. They don't play with it. It just sits on the shelf and gathers dust, but they don't want to throw it out or give it to someone who wants it. They throw a fit. Justins radar must have set off tonight. I've been misserable all day. Fighting with my mom, stressed about moving. Typical stuff, but it leaves me vulnerable. I start feeling extremely "open" when I'm upset, and the last thing I needed was to hear from him. So what does he do...?

He walks into my job!

What the living fuck? I really can't get a break. He just strolls in here like nothing is wrong. It's like a re-occuring nightmare with this cat. Like I didn't just tell him 2 days ago that I was sick and tired of his shit. That he needed to grow up, or leave me alone. He walks in and says "So what (stupid face) we together or not?" ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS?! I just looked at him. Then he has the nerve to ask "Why you mad?" At this point I'm probally beet red in the face. I'm holding my breath so I don't scream, and I even think I drew blood from biting the inside of my cheek (stress reliever) It took me exactly 2 minutes to regain my composure. (I know because I was staring at the clock on my desk so I didn't have to look him in the face) I took a deep breath and said "I'm fine" What I really wanted to say was "You're the fucking reason I'm mad. You inconsiderate, childish ass jerk!" but I don't want to let him see how much he really gets to me. I don't want him to get that satisfaction that I actually let him in so much. He has the power to really hurt me, but if he dosen't know that he can't use it against me. (knowingly) It took all my will power to paste a fake ass smile on my face and say "I'm good" Apparently he didn't like that. So it worked. He believes that I'm good without him. "Fake it till you make it" huh? Funny how that just comes along. It's like he wanted me to be miserable, cause after I said I was okay he walked away. Not before he said "You need to grow up."

I needed a good laugh.

HA HA HA HA HA HA HA

What a fuckin' dick.

People Say The Stupidest Things.

So, I'm sitting at work right...and this guy comes up to me and says "Say shorty (I hate being called "shorty") whats your race?" I reply..."Don't call me shorty, and I am mixed." I figured he'd ask with what, then go about his buisness. But he didn't. He then has the nerve to say "You think you black, huh?" Now, HOLD UP.... let us rewind that moment. Did this ignorant neggro really just say that to me? Who exactly does he think he is? I reply. "I am black, in a sense. What does it matter?" He then says "But you're not black. You're white. I mean, no offense (To late, I'm offended) But you look like a white girl just trying to play the role." Mind you it is 4 o'clock in the AM. I am on maybe 4 hours of sleep, and I AM AT WORK. I bite my tounge before I scream, take a deep breath and interupt him with "If you don't mind me interupting you misconstrued analysis of who I AM, and the role YOU THINK I am playing. Let me let you know just because my skin pigmentation isn't exactly what you would consider "black" doesn't make me any less than what I am. And how dare you come to me and accuse me of "playing a role" while I was simply standing her minding my own buisness. At my job. When I bleed I bleed red, when you bleed you bleed red, but I guess you'll try and find a way to argue that you're more human than I am too, right?" He looks at me like I'm crazy now. Usually I don't let peoples ignorance get to me, but like I said. I haven't had much sleep. I'm tired. I've been at work all night, and I am just NOT in the mood. This is starting to become a never ending cycle with people though. It is 2009, seriously! Are we that close minded even today, in this day of age that we still feel it is a we need to make people feel as though the have to prove who they are by the color of their skin? Because I have a fair complextion, that makes me less than who I am? Because you don't agree and I don't stand in comparrison to what you think a black woman is I am less then that of my ancestors? I don't usually say this but "NIGGA PLEASE!"

My father is Hatian. With a beautiful chocolate brown complextion. My mother is a beautiful creole queen with the blood of Louisiana bred slaves running through her veins. So I'll be damned if I let someone judge who and what I am by the brightness of my skin. I am proud of every race, heritage and belief running through my veins and my soul. I AM ME.

Black, Indian, French, Hatian, Yellow, Brown, White, American.

Hate on it, cause in the morning, I'll still be exactly who I was.

You'll be green with envy.

Now who's blacker?

UGK, sorry I had to vent.

I really don't like dumb people.

I'm going my ass home and to bed now.

Peace and Love

It's What All the Cool Kids Wear

I'm in one of those blogging moods, apparently.

I just bought a shit load of shirts (ON SALE) from my buddy Johnny.

So I suggest you guys go and do the same thing.

Follow the leader, he has some really nice shit.

I've been a fan of this clothing line for a few years now.

So go, right now. Stop reading and click the link.

Johnny Cupcakes

P.S.A.

Just a quick Public Service Announcment

GROWN MEN AND WOMEN SHOULD NOT WEAR HEELYS

Seriously, it's a childs shoe.

The end.

Another Day

I told Justin today that I was done playing games. We're both adults, only one of us acts like it. I'm cutting the life line short before I become dependent.

As much as it bothers me now, I know this is better then the pain I would feel later. If I waited for him to make up his mind. I'm worth more. I know that, and from his actions he truly dosen't deserve me. I told myself I wasn't looking for another relationship and somehow got tricked into this one. I'm a sucker for a pick up line, I guess.

There will be another day though.

I'm sure of that.

Thanks to EVERYONE for the great advice.

You guys have no idea how much it means to me.

Just to know I can come on here and bitch and complain and

have you guys here to give me some of the best advice ever.

Thanks, so much

Peace and Love

A Little Something Extra

I know, I know I have been slacking. (Thats an understatement) But you guys understand, it's Life. BUT, Like I have said....I'M BACK and since I haven't been keeping up with my "Song of the Week" I am going to catch up by showing you guys this WONDERFUL song. My mom actually got me into is. We were in the car and it came on and I went to change the radio station and she said "I love you Sha, but if you touch my radio I will cut your pretty little manicure off." (I love my madre!) So, I listened and low and behold. I love this song. Melanie Fiona is extremely talented, and has been doing her thing for a while. The song is called "Give it to me right" so you guys enjoy it!

Where Do I Begin?

Well, I have kind of been keeping a secret... (looks down) Yeah, I'm sorry but things that revolve around this little secret have gotten really complicated, so I didn't want to just throw it out there before I actually had a handle on what was going on, but now I sorta need some advice. Sooo here we go.....
A few days after my "Trip Gone Wrong" to Louisiana for Mardi Gras I was at work and met this guy. We exchanged numbers and started talking. His name is Justin. We've been dating since. He makes me happy. (who doesn't at first?) I don't know. When I'm around him I just don't care about portraying myself to make him like me. I'm me, and he accepts that. He understands my boundaries and he respects my choices. Like the fact that I'm not one to rush into sex. He's willing to wait with me. Untill I'm ready. Justin is the complete opposite of what I am usually attracted to, but it works. Part of me has felt like I was just jumping into something because of Chris. I've known from a young age that I hate to be alone. I've never really NOT had a boyfriend up untill a few years ago. The split between my sons dad and I did some damage. I'm growing though, and slowly but surely I've been opening up. I've had one serious relationship in the past 3 years and we split just recently. With Chris I realized my expectations were to high for him. I learned from that situation and I'm truly better from it. Justin, on the other hand I've really been trying to let him show me what should be expected from him. I have my expectations like all women, but I want him to simply live up to his own potential before I start throwing out the hurdles. Justin and I have been "dating" for about a month now and you know how even the largest city can become "he said, she said" central when you start dating someone. Everyone knows everyone and everything about everything. The rumors start flying and people start coming out the wood works. One of those people being my best friend. It came out that her and Justin hung out a few years ago. So she knows him. This is where it gets complicated. My friend Jennifer goes to a different college then I do. Well I get a text message from her saying "Justin is dating a girl from my school" .... I froze. (I just can't get a fucking break.) Now I'm not one to fall into the twisted stories of the he said, she said but this is my BEST FRIEND! Why would she lie? She has no reason to. I pick up the phone and call her. "What's going on?" she breaths heavy say's she is sorry then goes into the story of how this girl was showing pictures of her and her "man". Jennifer looked at the pictures and saw that it was a picture from Valentines Day of this chick and Justin. I breath it off. Him and I weren't together for Valentines. So I called him. He says they dated a while, but broke up recently before him and I even started talking. He even calls the female on three way. I let the situation go.
Now my friends not to happy with me. But it gets worst. The female at her school is still saying she is with Justin. I've asked Justin a few times about it and he blows it off. I mean he did call her, but I don't know. Females lie too. He came over last Monday and while he was here Jennifer texted me. He took my phone and asked if he could text her back. I said No, but he didn't listen. He texted her and told her to tell the other female and herself to stay out his buisness. "DAMN" let the drama roll. After he leaves I get a text from Jennifer saying "When you're done with him and ready for a friend, call me." WOW she is making me choose? I didn't do anything. I told him not to text her. What kind of friend does that though? I didn't bring her into this. She did herself. I appreciate it, but why am I the one in the wrong? Fuck it, Her wish is his command. Last Tuesday I get a text from Justin saying "I can't talk to you any more. I'm sorry." We broke up. The End. I called Jennifer and told her. She tried to hide (badly) that she was happy, but she was there for me. I guess. Then she text me later that day and was like "Girl Justin isn't worth it. He's taking that girl to the movies tonight." Hearing this hurt, and I wanted to tell her that I didn't care. Ya' know? I know she is trying to be a good friend but I don't want to hear about what he is doing. He broke up with me.
It's been a few days and I can't even lie. Everytime my phone rang or my text alert went off there was a pinch of hope that HE was the reason behind it... I woke up the other morning and checked my phone (routine) "OHMYGOODNESS" I felt so silly. I had a text from him. I didn't want to let him know how much hearing from him meant so this is how the conversation went.

Justin: Hey...
Me: What do you want?
Justin: I saw your mom this morning.
Me: Where?
Justin: Can you call me?
Me: No. Where did you see my mom?
Justin: Why Not?
Justin: She was at the store.
Me: What do you need to tell me? Text it.
Me: Oh. Okay.
Me: ???
Justin: I miss you.
Justin: I just want to talk
Me: You broke up with me
Justin: Fuck...
Me: I have to go. Ttyl.
Justin: K. Bye.

I choked up. He misses me... Is he just saying that? Maybe he's just saying what he thinks I just want to hear. Maybe he is as misserable missing me like I have been over him? I don't know. A few days have passed now. I haven't heard from him. No text, no call. Nothing. A friend calls me and says "I saw your boyfriend today, but he didn't speak." I text back and say "EX-Boyfriend. He broke up with me. She says "That explains it. Sorry." Another day passes. Still no word. Man. Is he with her? As much as I tried to keep my mind from wondering down that thought, I couldn't help it. Last night was it though. I wasn't going to be scared anymore. I texted him.

Me: I miss you. Even though I shouldn't.
The worst he could say would be to leave him alone. Maybe if I really heard it or read it then it would be easier to just go about my own way...maybe. My phone goes off. It takes me at least 5 minutes to open it and read the text. My eyes got so big.

Justin: I miss you too. I can't get you off my mind.
Me. Really?
Justin: Yes.
Me: Then why did you break up with me?
Justin: To much comotion.
Justin: You believe the hype
Me: I believe only what YOU show me
Justin: I'm trying to show you
Me: What do you want for us?
Justin: to be together
Me: The prove it
Justin: I'm trying
Me: Try Harder
Justin: I will

So where exactly are we now? I've been up since 9am and I haven't texted him yet. I'm debating on if I should wait for him to text me, or if I should text him first. I want to see him. I think I am going to text him. I feel weird now. Almost like we are starting all over, but now if things do get back on track with us I have my "best friend" to worry about. I understand that friends want what is best for you, and she dosen't want to see me hurt. But why is she hurting me too? A friend is supposed to be there no matter what. I didn't turn my back on her when she was doing things I didn't agree with. I never gave her an altimatum. So now I'm torn between two people who have both kinda hurt me. My mom said "Sha (it's a cajun word) you can't have your cake and eat it too." Thanks mom. I don't know. Part of me wants to scream at them and say " You take me how I am. Flaws and all." I'm human. I am going to fuck up. I am going to make mistakes. I am going to hurt. I am going to cry. I am NOTperfect. Far from it. If the guy I care about and my best friend can't accept that then I really don't know.
HELP

Song of the Week

So I know I am a little behind on this. So let's get on track. This weeks song is by the great Lyfe Jennings and the song is "Never Never Land". This song is amazing. It's been on repeat for the last few days. Lyfe Jennings is a highly talented artist, songwriter, and person in general. Like alot he has lived his life, and has over come so much to where he is now. Now he's helping me to overcome, and "change"..."I don't care what they told ya'. Thirty is not the new twenty. It's the same old thirty" (Ha ha) My mom loves that one quote. I think it's because she relates. (mid-life crisis) This deffinetly isn't his only good song, so be sure to check out ALL his music. You guys be blessed. =]

Pickin' Up The Pieces...

Is it just me or do you ever feel that life can seem so perfect and suiting, but in the blink of an eye it's like a vortex of bad shit decides to crash down on you? And not only does it consume your entire being, but just for kicks it spits you out on your ass only to swallow you up again. Ehh, welcome to my life. I haven't been blogging at all lately. Not that I haven't had the time, I just haven't. Work is hell, school starts in less than 5 months. And here I am, sitting around staring into space, twiddling my thumbs. So much has been going on around me, and I really haven't been able to grasp ahold of myself. I find I need more moments alone. I'm not a secluded person. I hate being alone. (a curse as well as a blessing) I love being surrounded by people, but I've been battling with myself, and it's making life alot more difficult then it should be. Everyday life is hectic enough. Then I realized the other day while I was taking time for myself that this is where my problem lies. Within myself. I have so many internay loose ends and damages that just aren't healed. I need to pick myself up. Peice by peice. BUT No matter what your reason may be picking up the pieces and reliving things that at the time had the power to break you, hurts. With a level of pain that I can't even begin to explain. (I can say it scares the shit out of me) It's like picking up shards of broken glass with bare hands and you seem to keep slicing your finger in the process. I knew this pain would be inevitable, but I wasn't sure to what extent. (I still don't know for sure) I started this with the firm belief that I wasn't actually trying to "fix" or mend the parts of my past that have been broken. I just wanted to "clean up" I guess. So there is never a time I find myself pulling broken glass out of my foot, and hurting myself on the broken peices left behind. It always seems tohurt more the second time around. Like a wound being re-open. I don't want to just deal anymore. I want to learn to accept and truly get over things. Not just sweep it under the rug, but remove it completely. I don't know if i'll be able to stand some of this pain again, but what doesn't kill you can only make you stronger...right? I'm going into this a little scared. Almost intimidated by my past. There were things that needed to be settled though. There still are. Personal battles that I need to tend to. A re-evaluation of my inner self, so I can be happy. Learning from my mistakes and finding peace from myself, for myself. I don't want to be a "new" me, just a better ME. I know this all isn't going to happen in one day, but I'm willing to take it day by day. This is my life. The fundamentals and the elements that make me who I am are all based on what I choose to do and surround myself with. I need to fully heal, and know myself before I can even begin to work on whats going on with me now. It's a scary, unyeilding, terrifying at times, exciting, life altering journey and It's one I've needed to take for 20 years. I'm finally at that point in my life where I'm ready. The roads look rocky, but the quest is well worth it. Bare with me.

Peace and Love

Danny Love

=]

New Project

So I have some things in the work, since I got my new camera (love it) and I'm excited to be able to start sharing it with you guys really soon. Once I get everything in order, and all my programs up and running to help me out with the video details and stuff. Instead of just typing about my life and my views on things I'm going to give you guys a first hand look on whats going on with ME and everyone around me. Lots of interviews with people from different artist, musicians, local bands, the works. I'm excited to get this started. I didn't know there was so much work to be done in the process but the journey to success is the most fun. I promise I will have some videos for ya'll really soon. Untill then be blessed. Peace and Love everyone. :)

Song of the Week

So I decided since I really haven't had much to blog about lately, I would start up something new. I'm extremely open minded when it comes to music. I listen to EVERYTHING (yes, even country) Being a musician if it sounds good, I enjoy it. So I'm going to try at least once a week to throw up a "Song of the Week" starting... now. So this weeks song is by Cali Native TYGA Ft. The lovely Miss Patty Crash the joint is called "Diamond Life" from his Album "No Introduction" Seriously, dudes crazy talented. I didn't like him at first, but he grows on you. Patty Crash on the other hand is AMAZING, I posted the Gym Class Hero song with her featured, and from day one I've been a fan of hers. It helps that she's fuckin' bananas, and extremely down to earth. I checked out one of her private shows in Philly last year. So check it out, love it like I do. It's featured on Madden 09 :)

www.youtube.com/pattycrash

www.myspace.com/pattycrash

www.myspace.com/tyga

Here Kitty Kitty

I needed a new friend.

So intorducing Nala Jinx

My new kitty.

I've been sneezing my ass off since I got her

BUT, she is worth it.

Sorry the pics are so blurry.

(cheap webcam = sucky pictures)