When I’m nervous about something that I have coming up, I often neglect to tell the people close to me. People used to think that it’s because I was secretive—some still do—but that’s not why I do this. Believe it or not, y’all, I actually don’t love keeping my stuff from you. I highly regard
“Shoot for the stars and hopefully you’ll land on the moon.” Ever hear that saying? It sounds like it’s full of possibilities. It sounds like even failure is a win. “Aim for the stars! If that doesn’t work, you’ll have made it to the moon. How cool is that?” And if you never truly believed
What you’re about to read is a story of money, scandal, and fried rice. I’m talking locker room deals, tested loyalties, and plenty of schmoozing. This was serious business. It all started during my first full week of high school. I was in gym class with a few of my new friends, when it occurred
This is a story all about how…. OK, I’m not gonna drop the whole song. But I could (that earns me a few cool points, right?). OK. Serious. People. Some of you are confused! And your confusion is turning you into a liar. And lying is bad. But you’re not bad. What the hell am
Serve up some face. One day I decided that I wanted to have a few hot pictures of myself for Instagram. I didn’t have an avatar with my face in it and I felt that I needed to jazz things up. So, in true Naya fashion, I put together a selfie photo shoot in my bathroom.