Sista Clinik

So many stories to tell. I am a blogger myself, however I appreciate the voice your page carries. When I was in 4th grade, after school, we went to the store for something; chips or a soda, something. I had on my school uniform, white blouse plaid skirt. The cashier was always nice, me and my mom came to this specific store often. He asks to show me something and I'm like "Ok." He shows me his boost mobile phone with a picture of his penis on there. I didn't really know what it was at that age so I didn't think anything of it. My mother was livid. She threatened the man, she bought people to the store. She went OFF! We never ever saw that man again, in life period. My friend’s name is Nora. We are girls so one day she's using the bathroom while I'm showering. Before she flushes she turns the light off, bad habit she has. So one day she says she was in the projects at a party and she went to the bathroom. Again, before she flushes the toilet sh...

During my modeling years, I had so many encounters with male celebrities who saw models as easy women they could play around with whenever they wanted. I had some of them ask me to 'make their beds' because “ we happen to be on the same team, and as a model, this shouldn’t be difficult. ” I never failed to tell them how disgusted I was with their words, but were they to be blamed? Whenever we had traveled or hosted huge names from neighboring countries, our managers had always asked us to “ be nice to them ”. And girls who weren’t ‘ nice ’ would end up ‘staying at the bottom’ of their careers. Before I quit modeling, I met this man who wanted me, and some friends to star in his video. We were to meet the team a day before to get acquainted. He picked me up (I met him through a mutual friend, and my friend brought him to my house), but instead of taking me straight to the team, he asked that I help him choose some clothes and shoes from a shop to which I obliged. W...