Just Respect My Conglomerate

Whoo. First blog. I must admit I am a bit skeptic about starting a blog. First off, I am the type of person to start something and fail to ever finish it. Hopefully, I can disprove my low quality of productivity in this blog. I want this to be fun. I want to be real, after all...are we not all real people. We have real hair (it says it's human on the box), real hands, real minds, everything else-- to each his own. Seriously, this blog is meant to entertain you. GET INSIDE MY HEAD FOR ONCE! This is not bull shit nor is it all true...but be intrigued.
As you have already guessed I'm Mica Jenkins. True ghetto mama and future BET panalist. I like to speak my mind. I like to curse people out. I like to be heard. I am just that loud black girl. I attend boarding school with a lot...I mean a lot of white children who listen to posthumous Beatles albums , wear nothing but Dada inspired doodled Converse All-Stars, and slaughter dozens of sheep to account for their numerous pairs of Ugg Boots. However, I love it. Why, you may ask. Being in this environment has allowed me to further explore my own race, embrace African-American culture, and still wonder what the fuck is wrong with it at the same time. I run with a "faboulous group of women" as Jill from Real Housewives of New York would say and I adore them more than anything. Blah Blah Blah. You get the picture...just respectttt it.