The birthday festivities are officially over and I hate the attention associated with any birthday.  Don't get me wrong, I love attention, but I like to earn it the old fashion way; by being fun and funny.  On birthdays everyone is smothered in birthday love (which is cute), but I am pretty sure we hate each other.

For me, birthdays are a time to reflect and reevaluate my life.  I become a bit overwhelmed looking back at the past year. 

I don't know much about this (DARE) program.  While kids at my school were taking classes on what not to do in the real world, I was in New York by myself, modeling, making a life for myself in the real world.  I don't think that drugs and alcohol are the problem; I think the kids are the problem. 

Mary Poppins ain't got shit on me.  Sure that bitch can fly, but my bag of tricks puts hers to shame.  I never know what I am going to get myself into each day when I leave my house, so I have to be prepared.  Here are some necessities.