Oh boy... it has literally been like a year since I made a post.. well April, as in seven months.. and alot has changed since then.. I have done alot of growing.. I am now a Junior.. I've been in NYC for like two years and that is an accomplishment in itself.  So how can I wrap up the last few months in 50 words or less??  I guess I could start with the summer which was hell.. literally.. Me and Ish and Sly in the smallest apartment known to mankind.. harassed night after night with Roaches the size of small farm animals.. NO A/C.. I lost about ten pounds just from sweating.. all hot and bothered.. fighting and cussing each other out..  lol.. def. an experience I will never forget.  But I did score a really cool internship with the Theatre Arts Center .. in Queens.. workin wit the kiddies and I even got to do a lil performance myself..

So that brings us to the present.. Fall/ Semester MMC.  Finally got UACT up and running and approved!!!  It was all a dream.. but now it is a reality, doin big things..throwin the sickest party of the year.. "The Black Party" .. of course that whole concept was my idea.. at Club Barna.. I am so excited and nervous!!  It is so wonderful to have so many great people working along with me.  Everybody is so motivated and positive.. God couldn't have blessed us wit a better group.. Ish and Vlad, Eugene.. Daphne.. Porscha, Sherell, everybody is amazing.

But along with the organized and well planned.. is the umm.. not organized which is embodied in the most hookeyjook show known to mankind, with the Afrikan  Women's Rep  Hell Ain't Nothin Like a Black Women's Pain oh boy.. speaking of Hell.. but any experience is good experience right??  I am in such a good mood I love everybody. and the saga continues.. lol

HAIR HAIR HAIR HAIR HAIR HAIR grow it.. show it... long as god can grow it my hair.. let it fly in the breeze and get caught in the trees give a home for the flees in my Hair... come see hair bitches!  Apr 28th - May 1st.  $15 for students $10 for Marymount Students on opening night.  ... come to the orgy!!! ok anyway so what has been going on with me since ive last updated... uh... I DON'T KNOW BITCH DAMN GET OFF MY BACK!! sorry that was very terrets of me... umm.. class, rehearsing, class, work shit I have no life do i?? I have no friends and no life...  The only reason I keep busy is so I have an excuse... "Joi, why aren't you out wit ur friends tonight.." "Well you know, I'm really busy from rehearsal and stuff.." the truth is I don't have any!! I need some STRAIGHT, FEMALE, OLDER FRIENDS.. maybe I could put out an ad in backstage or the new yorker or something uhh "short bubbly black girl looking for female companionship"... lmao... im really weird to even think of this stuff and sit here and write it for people to read.  I need an APARTMENT FOR THE SUMMER!! someone please help me.. if I go home.. I'm afraid I will rot to death.. from boredom.. naw not for real I would be in B-Dubs on every tuesday faithfully.. proly high and drunk at vertiHOES.. aww they shut that down didnt' they..well at motions or some other ish or maybe just sittin up in the house twidling my thumbs for 3 months.. well if I do stay here everyone that reads this must make an appointment with me to come up and visit.. yes an appointment I am a very busy woman.  Well I hope this post was good enuff for you KRIS, I will try to update more often.. i know you yearn for JOIFUL NEWS... lmao im out

More of Joi's Things....

I hate to hear people whispering and laughing.. it freaks me out becuz I always feel like they are making fun of me .  It could be anywhere.. even in such a crowded place as New York.. I automatically think that if someone is laughing or whispering its about me and I get extremely self-concious.

I always like to have the TV on.. I think that stems from being so young and little and being in my big old house all by myself and being scared.. so I would turn the TV on so I wouldn't feel so lonely.  I still can't be home by myself without having the tv on.

I have a fear of being trapped.. I CANT be trapped anywhere.   I don't even like sitting on the inside of the bus because I have a fear that my stop will come and the person won't let me out in time and I will miss it... AAAHHHH oh no!  I have to be able to stretch my legs.. I like to sit on the end.. I don't like being in elevators for a long period of time or room where there aren't any windows.. I feel like my head is going to explode and I'm just going to die.

Being in a room without a mirror makes me nervous.. not like i am vain or anything but i figure if the room does not have a mirror that there is a good chance i will grow like an extremely large and disgusting wart or a second nose or something.. so i have to check myself all the time to ensure that an accident of this sort is prevented.

I have to drink WHILE im eating.. not before.. not after.  and if i am getting something to drink.. i have to EAT With it. or else i will die.. again

I have to have chips or fries wit my sandwhich.. if im eating pasta it MUST have garlic bread with it.. .Soup WITH crackers and /or grilled cheese.. Every main thing MUST have a subordinate thing.. or else i WILL NOT eat it.  (and said french fries.. must be eatin one at a time.. not more)

I am a control freak.. i have to have things done in MY WAY or I get really upset.  I wish i could control people and have them do whatever I want them to do.  Geez.. im starting to think im crazy

Do you know what I realize about life... we all have our "things". 

 I am deathly afraid of spots... Any kind of spots.. on sheets.. on chairs.. on a couch.. on the floor... I don't know what it is but for some reason I get extremely uncomfortable when I see a spot.. I can't let my body touch it.  I recall just last week I went to the movies wit a guy ive never been out with before and he choose where we were sitting.  The back of my chair just happened to have a gum stain on the back of it and I really really really wanted to sit somewhere else.. but how do you say to someone who doesn't know you.. hey my chair has a spot can we sit somewhere else..