BART (METRO/SUBWAY) VOICE: Doors Open
::I attempt to get off of the train as my ENTIRE leg is run over by this small man's suitcase who is also pushing me into the side of the door so he can get out first::
ME: What the heck!!!
::As I kick the rude guy's suitcase hard enough that it rolls down two flights of escalators::
RUDE GUY: ::silence and an extra mean look::
BART PASSENGERS: ::applause::
ME: Excuse me ::as I walk past him stumbling to get his things::
Maybe I should feel bad, but PEOPLE CAN BE SO RUDE!!!
peOPle aRE sO rUDe....
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mY kID, tHE fOod criTIC....
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Now this is by no means turning into a mommy blog, but I felt the need to vent:
Dear cyberpeople,
I'm convinced that the little person renting space in my uterus is a food elitist--he/she has something against EVERYONE'S cooking. My little food elitist will get a taste of this and a taste of that and then not even 10 minutes later spits it out like yesterday's trash--resulting in mommy having lots of one-on-one time with her new bff, Porcelain Pauline.
It's even gotten to the point where my little food critic has suppressed mommy's urge to eat for hours at a time--probably because he/she doesn't respect my palate anymore.
Hopefully I'll regain his/her trust again soon (before his/her 40week eviction) and my Emeril-In-Training's appetite falls in line with mine once more. Porcelain Pauline is a great listener and all, but I think we may need some space.
- Hungry in Cali
Peace
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I used to live in a room full of mirrors; all I could see was me. I take my spirit and I crash my mirrors, now the whole world is here for me to see.
-Jimi Hendrix
mY tOP 5 dANce vIDeOS evER iN liFE....
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Disclaimer: This is in NO particular order
I was listening to the radio at work the other day and my most favorite (well almost most favorite) song ever in life came on. As I was dancing around in my seat, grooving to the tunes, I realized that I don't just like this song because it's awesome, I like it because the video is AMAZING!!! Video in question:
You cannot have a top 5 without Michael. Period. Plus, I'm kind of a Michael Jackson groupie--even post mortem. He's that serious. I attribute a lot of scraped chins and broken arms to this video. I remember my cousins holding my legs so I could lean forward. Who hasn't tried "the lean"? I dare you to say you haven't! Needless to say this video is amazing.
Well, well, well. Look who showed up on the list again...MIIIIIICHHHAAAEEELLLLL!!!! And Tito and Jackie and Jermaine and Marlon. This one really isn't a video as much as it is a clip from an old Soul Train episode--but since it was 1973, and videos were scarce, this will suffice. But tell me you can't watch this and not jump up and down in your seat bursting with the need to do a signature robot move--go ahead--try it...I'll wait.
I understand that Michael is on this list not one, not two, but three times--but hey--that's just because he's better than everyone else. Who else can turn a music video into a feature length movie. This man is a genius--yes I said "is" and not "was" because no one has matched that genius since. And yes, I know the ENTIRE dance.
I was listening to the radio at work the other day and my most favorite (well almost most favorite) song ever in life came on. As I was dancing around in my seat, grooving to the tunes, I realized that I don't just like this song because it's awesome, I like it because the video is AMAZING!!! Video in question:
1. Touch - Omarion.
Every time I see this video, I break out in dance. No, I can't do even 1 percent of what he does in the video. Yes, I do all of the moves 100 percent of the time. I like to call this type of song feel good music, because every time it comes on, a smile immediately appears on my face and I can't help but move--and randomly pop lock. TOUCH!!!4. 1,2 Step - Ciara.
This song, I wasn't the most excited about--but this sister can DANCE. She can dance so well, she almost fooled me into believing I could too. Now, I can--as the old folk say--cut a rug when I hear a good tune, but I will not even lie to myself by even thinking that I can do half of the moves in this video--correctly. :)More coming soon....
Peace ::as I dance away from my computer screen::
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Do not believe in anything simply because you have heard it. Do not believe in anything simply because it is spoken and rumored by many. Do not believe in anything simply because it is found written in your religious books. Do not believe in anything merely on the authority of your teachers and elders. Do not believe in traditions because they have been handed down for many generations. But after observation and analysis, when you find that anything agrees with reason and is conducive to the good and benefit of one and all, then accept it and live up to it.
mUSic fOR yOUr minD...
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Listening to this song and was moved to post it for the masses. True Speak.
CA DMV... shOOt YOursELvES...
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Me: Hi, I'm a new resident and I need to change my license over
DMV imbecile: I'll just need your Out-of State license and your birth certificate.
::Hands over documents::
DMV imbecile: This birth certificate isn't real--I've never seen one that looks like this before, it seems like a fake.
Me: ::thinking "duh, you idiot":: Of course you've never seen it before--It's a DC birth certificate. It's real.
(DMV guy calls over three different DMV employees who are also as asinine as he is)
DMV imbecile: I could have you arrested right now for providing fake documents. Wait back here while I check this out.
Me: ::Looking at him like the moron he is:: Why don't you go online or make a call or something. I assure you I'm not some crazy terrorist or illegal immigrant--I just want a new license.
(DMV guy searches the web and calls DC DMV ..who knows what he was thinking--like they were going to answer..LOL)
DMV imbecile: It checks out--it seems as if you're not going to jail today. The DC birth certificate just looks different than ours.
Me: (after an hour and 30min of wasted time) What gave it away? ::As I walked away with my new license::
coOL piX THurS... er...WeDNEsdaYS....
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It's that time again (yeah I'm a day late, but it's my blog)!!!! I've decide to change this weeks cool pics around a little and incorporate Day 20 (or so) of the 30 day blog challenge with it. Day 20--or so's--challenge was: Post pics of five celebrities you find attractive.
Here goes:
Enamored with a guy that doesn't have to follow a trend to be noticed.
Love a guy who doesn't have to curse a woman to feel like a man...the Malcolm X in the background was DEFINITELY fine!!!
Hometown love....and he's talented too...what can you expect being from DC though...
Latin Love...
Yeah, it's more than five, but every single man in this pic is beyond AMAZING...
Until next Wednesday...
wE'VE gOT noW...we dON't caRE whO'S goT nEXt...
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Now Playing:
"Cause they make us hate ourself and love they wealth
That's why shorties hollering "where the ballas' at?"
Drug dealer buy Jordans, crackhead buy crack
And a white man get paid off of all of that
But I ain't even goin' act holier than thou
Cause fuck it, I went to Jacob with 25 thou
Before I had a house and I'd do it again
Cause I wanna be on 106 and Park pushing a Benz
I wanna act ballerific like it's all terrific
I got a couple past due bills, I won't get specific
I got a problem with spending before I get it
We all self conscious I'm just the first to admit it" - Kanye West, All Falls Down, College Dropout
That's why shorties hollering "where the ballas' at?"
Drug dealer buy Jordans, crackhead buy crack
And a white man get paid off of all of that
But I ain't even goin' act holier than thou
Cause fuck it, I went to Jacob with 25 thou
Before I had a house and I'd do it again
Cause I wanna be on 106 and Park pushing a Benz
I wanna act ballerific like it's all terrific
I got a couple past due bills, I won't get specific
I got a problem with spending before I get it
We all self conscious I'm just the first to admit it" - Kanye West, All Falls Down, College Dropout
So, I wasn't going to write this at first, because I didn't think the topic worthy of me taking precious time out of my day to speak on but--WTF!
I was actually talking to a friend/fellow blogger about this, because he wanted to write a post about it indirectly. I thought it was a good idea and encouraged his writing prowess and that was that. During that conversation, he mentioned to me that I should be the one to directly address it in my blog--to which I replied : "Hell no! Those videos are so angering that I'm not even trying to put the spotlight on them." And here I am--shinning the spotlight bright and making sure that it's angled to beam in the right direction.
I blame Kanye. The day after I talked to my friend, I was at work, jamming to my Pandora (my lifeline) and the above song came on. I thought to myself: "This reminds me of those ignorant black dating cartoon videos that everyone has been posting on every social site known to man"--and the anger/irritation ensued again.I figured this had to be a sign from some divine otherworldly being (or from my inner writing junkie) telling me to speak on it.
::Getting the spotlight positioned in a way that's conducive to typing::
Sometime last week, I logged on to facebook to do whatever you do on facebook, and in my news feed, I see that numerous people have shared the link to said video. Immediately, I thought: "This must be some amazingly true stuff if all of these people are posting it." I clicked on it waiting to be amazed and enlightened and all I saw were two crap-shoot animated college students talking about how black women are confused about life and how bad it is for the black male to have to deal with them.
ARE YOU SERIOUS?!?!
DID SOMEONE REALLY TAKE THE TIME OUT OF THEIR DAY TO CREATE THIS DREADFUL NONSENSE?!?!
I'm not even going to get into the dynamics of how the black woman was wronged or how some men aren't worth the ovum they came from--but I do want to address the issue of apparent self-hate.
Why would you create something like that? In turn, why would you so avidly support this creation? We as black people endure so much hate from the outside world (whether they hate deliberately or inadvertently) that not one of us should have to endure it BY OUR ON HANDS!!
Too often, both men and women, are all to quick to point out the negatives in each other. So many times I've heard: "There are no good black men--they're either dead, in jail, or gay" ; "Black women are only about the money, or they have 6 different kids by 7 different men, on welfare, or stuck up" ; "Black people can't ever get their stuff together--they're always late, spending money frivolously, they're all thugs, uneducated, etc."
Sound familiar?
Why is it that we feel the need to always point out the negative? By pointing out the negative in someone else, does it validate you? Do you feel like you can't be that bad because So-And-So is much worse? Does it explain why you chose to date outside of your race (which I'm totally fine with for the right reasons but stay with me), or why you chose not to fraternize with people of the same descent?
Newsflash: When you speak poorly about one black person, you speak poorly about all--yourself included. (And this goes for any race/gender/religion etc.) That one person, or group of persons, represents you--whether you would like to admit it or not. I understand that 400 plus years of physical bondage, 60 plus years of political bondage and the countless years of fear-induced subservience has severely bruised and done damage (there is not a word strong enough to describe that injustice) to your psyche--but it is time to break out the band-aids, peroxide and surgical kits because we've got some healing to do--and fast.
We are so far gone that we don't even realize that by making and promoting videos such as these that we are solidifying our place as the ugly step-child of society. We're so busy being crabs in a barrel--trying to climb out of the bucket to be accepted by colonialist standards, that we don't realize that if we simply reached down to help our brother or sister, we could all be on top and creating our own standard.
I'm sure you know the saying: "If you have nothing nice to say, then don't say it at all." Well... if you're not going to be part of the solution then, SHUT THE HELL UP!
It's said that when you name a child, you're supposed to name them something that you want them to eventually exemplify--you want them to grow into that wonderful word you chose as their name. So what do you think a child that is called: lazy, ignorant, money-hungry or conniving will grow into? The staple of the community? Nah.... It's past time that we started focusing on the positive--my beautifully, intelligent, resilient, awe-inspiring people. What will your name be?
Peace.
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Musically inspired to creatively express the array of information that floats around my consciousness. Feeling some kinda wonderful. Thanks for taking the journey with me into my mind's eye, I'm much obliged.
-My Fabulously Amazing Self
cAN soMEBody pAss thE mOUthwaSH....
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Ask anyone who knows me, and they will tell you that I am a bonafide foodie. I love to eat out at different restaurants and fraternize with friends any chance that I get. I am, however, a picky eater. I like what I like and if I don't like it--shove it. I have realized that this attitude may not be the best, so in recent weeks, I have been trying to stay away from my tried and true Olive Garden (which is AMAZING) and Joe's Crab Shack (which, I believe was co-founded by Jesus, Muhammed, Baha'i and Buddha because it's that awesome) and trying to venture outside of my comfort zone.
Last week, I tried Ethiopian food for the first time (although I have a feeling that I was introduced to this type of food by my mom when I was little). The food was cool--except for the Injera (flat bread thing that you eat with) that kind of tasted a bit fermented and extra tart. Good experience--not my favorite.
This week, my friend Kellie and I decided we would try vegan soul food. We had been passing this particular place in downtown Oakland numerous times on our way to our usual spot, Home of Chicken and Waffles (which has the best food and drinks in the city), and every time we'd pass it, we'd promise ourselves we'd eat there one day. Why not eat a healthy twist on an old favorite? We just knew it was going to be amazing--WRONG.
Looking back on the experience, I feel like we should've known that this wasn't going to turn out to be an awe inspiring experience--we just didn't listen to the signs.
I had been texting my dear friend all day to solidify our plans to go to this spot that we just KNEW was going to be on point. Being the food conscious people that we are, Kellie and I were no strangers to vegetarian/vegan food because we often partake in it and rather enjoy it.
After work, we meet up, drive the few minutes from my house to the downtown location, park and the fun (or lack thereof) begins there.
We walk into the restaurant expect some posh, artsy type of atmosphere and were immediately bitch slapped back to reality. This place is obviously a club-turned-restaurant (and I use that term loosely) that made my high school cafeteria look like Ruth's Chris. After a little debate, we decided that we wouldn't hold that against them because there are plenty of hole-in-the-walls with SPECTACULAR food and this just may be one of them.
About five minutes passed as we waited for the host/hostess to come greet us and sit us at a table--upon which we figured out that the host/hostess did not exist. We turn to the right only to see a cashier and a chalkboard menu behind her (which we later find out is the scam--pay upfront so that if your food sucks--which it did, you're S.O.L.). SIGNS NUMBER 1, 2 & 3.
It's our turn to order, so we look at the extensive (and I use that term loosely) chalkboard selection and decide to order the sampler--you know, so we can get a taste of everything. Upon ordering, said cashier collected our money, handed us a number (written on notebook paper) and told to take a seat at one of the many park bench/picnic tables that furnished the establishment. SIGNS NUMBER 4 AND 5.
We enjoy a bit of conversation while waiting for our meal to arrive--which ended up arriving within 15 minutes (first plus of the evening). The BBQ tofu was tasty as were the yams--thus making us feel like the trip was well worth it--even with the less than desirable ambiance. We were wrong.
The mac-n-cheese was only edible with lots of hot sauce--which turned out to be liquid salt with red food coloring. The red beans and rice, we thought would be great because...well--it's red beans and rice. Wrong again. What they tried to pass for red beans and rice would more aptly be described as tomato paste with bean flavoring. How you mess up red beans and rice is beyond me--it has to be equivalent to burning ramen noodles.
^^washing down the horrid taste with at least two gallons worth of water^^
The cornbread broke as soon as it was touched by a fork--they may as well have given me a bowl of corn meal and a spoon. The southern fried tofu I can't even speak on because it was four types of wrong--it would made a great paper weight though--albeit a greasy one.
Just when Kellie and I thought it couldn't get any worse, we found the greens hiding under the heap of grossness. GREENS!! YES!! SOLACE AT LAST!! There is not a possible way to mess up greens so our hearts were immediately warmed.
We picked up our forks, scooped up a heaping pile, put the tasty looking veggies in our mouths and promptly spit them back out onto the nearest napkin, floor, waiter we could find. HOW THE HELL DOES A VEGan mess up VEGtables?!?!?! Isn't that in your job description? This is what you do best--it's all you eat--and you make a concoction that taste worse than old shoelaces and a 10-year-old jock strap!!!
Needless to say, we left post haste, $20 poorer, with rumbling stomachs and the worst after taste known to humankind.
Moral of the story--we should've just gone to chicken and waffles for $2 happy hour and half priced food.
Peace.
muSiC piCK oF tHE wEEk....
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Although very arrogant and at times a little weird, Kanye is THE TRUTH!!! This next CD will be AMAZING!! You've got to respect talent when you see it--I truly feel like this latest LP is yet another gold bar to add to the wealth of that which is Hip-Hop.
dAY 15... mY faVOritE bLOggErs....
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everyone go visit these bloggers immediately...or die trying:
http://www.jiburgess.blogspot.com
http://www.picasowithapen.blogspot.com
http://www.pickleandthem.blogspot.com
http://www.suburbanhit.com/
just a few I follow and enjoy...there are crap loads more though....
coOL pIX weDNesDaYS....
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It's that time of week again....
intensity.
they were too cool not to post.
dAys 12-14 .... bRIef reCAP oF sORts...
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I didn't write Day 12 on day 12 because...well--I thought I was stupid. It was a challenge to bullet point your whole day, and (even though my daily life is amazing) I just didn't feel the need to bullet point it (that's what my twitter is for).
Day 13's topic is somewhere I'd like to move or visit. Well, I now live the place I would like to move--I absolutely LOVE it here. I don't have any place in particular that I'd like to visit; I suppose a trip to a tropical place, or somewhere in South America would be nice--maybe an African safari.
Which brings us to Day 14--My earliest memory
Answer: Would have to be my amazing daddy doing magic tricks with quarters and random hair bows. Every time my dad would do my hair, (which I loved because I thought he did the best afro pony-tail ever) he would do magic tricks with my hair ties and make them disappear. They would always reappear in my navel or ear somehow--amazing right? Actually, most of my earliest memories were of my dad.
My mom and I had great times too. I remember when we went on road trips down south to visit family. we would stop at damn near every Aunt Sarah's Pancake house to eat and we would always go to South of the Border on the way back. I also remember always dressing up in her clothes. I used to think my mom was the coolest and fliest person ever in life (I still do--because she's amazing) so I would try to look like her as much as humanly possible. I would dress up in her clothes, put her lipstick on my cheeks so they could be red like hers and I even liked to wear clothes that I thought she would wear (although 5-yr-old girl's clothes didn't quite give me the look I was going for).
Lastly, as I reach into the depths of my mind--I remember going to Hershey Park with my mom and dad. I was soooooo scared to get on this water boat thing where the boat simulates a roller coaster by rolling off a cliff and smashing into the water (sounds scary right). Well, I remember screaming my head off about how I didn't want to get on so loud my I could barley breathe. My mom, being the wonderful person that she is, sympathized with my struggle (bless her heart)--my dad on the other hand was like "You're getting on. You'll live". So as I strap my self in (well as I hold on to my dad for dear life) my entire 5 years of life flashed before my eyes, and I just KNEW it was the end. The boat approached the edge ever so slowly. I could hear the manufactured waves crashing louder than the Arctic during crabbing season--my heart was beating 5 miles a minute. The boat tip-tip-tipped over the edge and--I LOVED IT!!! My hands immediately flew up (with a little coercion from my dad) and I thought it was the most AMAZING ride ever created.
That's about as early as I can go folks. Until tomorrow...
Peace.
dAY 11 ... iPoD SHuffLe...
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Now Playing:
"We gotta believe the future
We gotta believe the past
We gotta believe in more
Didn't know that we had it
We gotta believe each other
We gotta open up our minds
'Cause music is for life.. for life" : Hi-Tek -- Music For Life, Hi-Teknology, Vol. 2: The Chip
Day 11 has come and today's 30 Day Blog Challenge is: put your iPod on shuffle and write the first 10 songs that pop up.
Honestly, I think this is a rather boring challenge day--but for the sake of blogging, I'll do it. This challenge is similar to another mini one I did on Facebook a while back (bored at work--helped the time pass faster); and since that one was a little more interesting than writing down songs--I'll post it.
Here are the rules:
1. Put your iTunes on Shuffle.
2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.
3. You must write down the name of the song no matter how silly it sounds!
4. Put any comments in brackets after the song name.
(It is crazy how a lot of songs will answer the questions!)
If someone says, “Is this okay?” You say:
My Sunshine Has Come - Angie Stone [the sad thing is...i would prob say this 2...lol]
How would you describe yourself?
On My Own- lil Wayne [So true..]
What do you like in a guy/girl?
And He Gets the Girl- Lupe Fiasco
How do you feel today?
Newness- Musiq [it is a new day...lol]
What is your life’s purpose?
Atomic Dog- P. Funk [LMAO and this describes my life so well]
What is your motto?
Isn't She Lovely- Stevie Wonder [ Got damn right!]
What do your friends think of you?
Splash Waterfalls- Ludacris [umm....]
What do you think of your parents?
Stingy- Ginuwine [hahahaha...funny, but alas, Ma is just the opposite]
What do you think about often?
You Make me Better- Fabolous
What is 2 + 2?
I've Got Sunshine- Temptations
What do you think of your best friend?
Crip Walk- Tupac and Kurupt [I always knew Whitner was gangsta...lol]
What do you think of the person you like?
You- Lucy Pearl [aww ....perfect]
What do you want to be when you grow up?
My Love is the Shh- Something for the People
What do you think of when you see the person you like?
It's Magic- JR Writer [this is gettin creepy]
What will you dance to at your wedding?
Power of Love- Luther Vandross [very creepy....lol]
What will they play at your funeral?
Sensual Seduction- Snoop Dogg [i always said i wanted a party at the funeral]
What is your hobby/interest?
So Many Ways- Warren G
What is your biggest fear?
Future of the Roc- Young Gunz [well, am wondering what's goin on with them]
What is your biggest secret?
Sincere- Foreign Exchange
What do you think of your friends?
Same ol' G- Ginuwine
Peace.
"We gotta believe the future
We gotta believe the past
We gotta believe in more
Didn't know that we had it
We gotta believe each other
We gotta open up our minds
'Cause music is for life.. for life" : Hi-Tek -- Music For Life, Hi-Teknology, Vol. 2: The Chip
Day 11 has come and today's 30 Day Blog Challenge is: put your iPod on shuffle and write the first 10 songs that pop up.
Honestly, I think this is a rather boring challenge day--but for the sake of blogging, I'll do it. This challenge is similar to another mini one I did on Facebook a while back (bored at work--helped the time pass faster); and since that one was a little more interesting than writing down songs--I'll post it.
Here are the rules:
1. Put your iTunes on Shuffle.
2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.
3. You must write down the name of the song no matter how silly it sounds!
4. Put any comments in brackets after the song name.
(It is crazy how a lot of songs will answer the questions!)
If someone says, “Is this okay?” You say:
My Sunshine Has Come - Angie Stone [the sad thing is...i would prob say this 2...lol]
How would you describe yourself?
On My Own- lil Wayne [So true..]
What do you like in a guy/girl?
And He Gets the Girl- Lupe Fiasco
How do you feel today?
Newness- Musiq [it is a new day...lol]
What is your life’s purpose?
Atomic Dog- P. Funk [LMAO and this describes my life so well]
What is your motto?
Isn't She Lovely- Stevie Wonder [ Got damn right!]
What do your friends think of you?
Splash Waterfalls- Ludacris [umm....]
What do you think of your parents?
Stingy- Ginuwine [hahahaha...funny, but alas, Ma is just the opposite]
What do you think about often?
You Make me Better- Fabolous
What is 2 + 2?
I've Got Sunshine- Temptations
What do you think of your best friend?
Crip Walk- Tupac and Kurupt [I always knew Whitner was gangsta...lol]
What do you think of the person you like?
You- Lucy Pearl [aww ....perfect]
What do you want to be when you grow up?
My Love is the Shh- Something for the People
What do you think of when you see the person you like?
It's Magic- JR Writer [this is gettin creepy]
What will you dance to at your wedding?
Power of Love- Luther Vandross [very creepy....lol]
What will they play at your funeral?
Sensual Seduction- Snoop Dogg [i always said i wanted a party at the funeral]
What is your hobby/interest?
So Many Ways- Warren G
What is your biggest fear?
Future of the Roc- Young Gunz [well, am wondering what's goin on with them]
What is your biggest secret?
Sincere- Foreign Exchange
What do you think of your friends?
Same ol' G- Ginuwine
Peace.
cOOl pix wEdnESdays...
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New blog addition!! Every Weds, I'll be adding uber cool pix for your cerebral stimulation... Hope you like my first installment :)
Saw this pic and thought it was cool... 10 times for the brown-skinned beauties....
dAYs 9 & 10 ... fiRst lOve & fiRst kiSS ...
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See some of you might've started early, some of you started late
But I know when I started and I thought it was great
This goes out to all my little brothers in the world
Make sure your first time is with that special girl
Clap your hands if you remember (clap your hands)
your first time (first time), your first time (first time)
Clap your hands (clap your hands with me)
if you remember your first time (your first time), your first time baby
First Time, IMX, Imx
See some of you might've started early, some of you started late
But I know when I started and I thought it was great
This goes out to all my little brothers in the world
Make sure your first time is with that special girl
Clap your hands if you remember (clap your hands)
your first time (first time), your first time (first time)
Clap your hands (clap your hands with me)
if you remember your first time (your first time), your first time baby
First Time, IMX, Imx
Day 10's question: Discuss your first love and first kiss.
Answer: I guess I'll do this in two parts because they weren't the same person.
First kiss: I believe I was about 13, and I really liked this guy at my school--who at the time, I believed to be the cutest guy in class ( there were only 3 guys in this particular class). But we had been passing notes (don't ask me what they were about because I truly don't remember) back and forth for about two or three weeks before. We had decided on a day to meet after school so that I could have my first kiss (very lame..I am TOTALLY aware).
I was uber nervous so I made my best friend and like three of my other close friends come with me to meet on the blacktop (the designated meet up spot) that day. Anyways, we met, we kissed, I laughed. Yes I said it...I laughed. I laughed an extra hard nervous laugh RIGHT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE KISS!!! I was MORTIFIED!! Not 2.5 seconds later did I run far away, leaving poor First Kiss Guy standing there dumbfounded. Of course, when we saw each other the next day, it was extremely awkward until lunch time--but hey... that's my first kiss in a nutshell.
First love: My first love was a total douche bag. He was a pathological liar, a manipulator, an obnoxious underachiever and an all around not-good-for-anyone's-life type of guy. With that being said, I loved him (or thought I did...as much as a 15-year-old is capable of). He was cute, on the basketball team, funny and did I mention I thought he was cute? We were introduced through a mutual friend (who I still adore 'til this day) and stayed together for a whole eight months! Long story short, he broke up with me through an email (sent to my friend...couldn't even send it to me) because of some outlandish story he made up about a girl with a Ferrari and some other crap. I still (stupidly) dealt with him off and on until the summer of my Senior year in High School (moment of douche bag realization) and that was that. I have spoken with him from time to time since then (because I never lose touch with people for some odd reason) and he's still the same guy I knew back then (which 10+ years later shouldn't be the case). I still care about his well-being in some form though (the fact that he lives and breathes...the basics), and I do wish him the best that life has to offer him (how's that for not holding a grudge).
Peace.
dAY 8... mOST saTISfieD wiTH liFE...
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Now Playing:
I’m having a private party
Ain’t no body here but me, my angels, and my guitar singin’ baby look how far we’ve come here
I’m havin’ a private party
Learning how to love me
Celebrating the woman I’ve become, yeah
-India.Aire , Private Party, Testimony: Vol. 1, Life & Relationship
I’m having a private party
Ain’t no body here but me, my angels, and my guitar singin’ baby look how far we’ve come here
I’m havin’ a private party
Learning how to love me
Celebrating the woman I’ve become, yeah
-India.Aire , Private Party, Testimony: Vol. 1, Life & Relationship
Day 8 has come already of my 30 Day Blog Challenge and today's topic is: ....... ::drum roll:: A time where I was most satisfied with my life.
Answer:
That time just happens to be now! I am living in California (as planned for at least 15 years of my life) I am with an amazing guy, I live in a beautiful house, I have a degree from THEE best university in the world, Florida A&M (although student loans are not fun), my family and friends are the greatest bunch of people I know and I'm really comfortable with myself and where my life is going. Be on the look out for my name in lights one day-- I will be one of the greatest music journalists/screen writers ever in the history of life!Peace.
dAY 7...zoDIAc siGN... iS iT TRuE...
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Now Playing:
Who they attractin with that line, “What’s your name what’s your sign”
Soon as he buy that wine I just creep up from behind
And ask what your interests are, who you be with
Things to make you smile, what numbers to dial
You gon’ be here for a while, I’m gon’ go call my crew
You go call your crew
We can rendezvous at the bar around two
Soon as he buy that wine I just creep up from behind
And ask what your interests are, who you be with
Things to make you smile, what numbers to dial
You gon’ be here for a while, I’m gon’ go call my crew
You go call your crew
We can rendezvous at the bar around two
-Notorious B.I.G. ,Big Poppa, Ready to Die
So I’m not really into the zodiac, but I found a list of things that we Virgos are said to be. Some of them true, others—ehh…not so much.
Traits of a Virgo:
Analyst - I guess. Well, actually very true. I read into things until there can be nothing left to cipher—so much so, that my imagination often takes wild turns, leading me to a place way off from whatever it was’s intended meaning.
Purist - ehh… not so much.
Plays safe - definitely not me in any way shape or form. You live once and in the words of Ms. Frizz (Magic School Bus): Get messy! Make mistakes!
Worrier - dead on!!! I worry about EVERYTHING—even stuff that makes no sense to worry about like ants having to live outdoors in the winter…I’m pretty bad.
Has mood swings - not in the least.. what you see is what you get—happy, upbeat, energetic Rhonda; it takes a lot to get me upset.
Perfectionist - to a fault. I clearly have undiagnosed OCD.
Easily learns mastery - but of course! I’m AMAZING at everything I do :)
Demands respect - ALWAYS!!
Fair judgement - I try to always be as fair as humanly possible.
Pessimistic - not so much…
Frequently depressed - not in a million years!!!
Destructive at times - ehhh…
Peace.
dAY 6.. 30.. wEll 25 iNTerESting ThinGs..
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Sometimes I shave my legs and sometimes I don’t
Sometimes I comb my hair and sometimes I won’t
Depend on how the wind blows I might even paint my toes;
It really just depends on whatever feels good in my soul
I’m not the average girl from your video
and I ain’t built like a supermodel
But, I learned to love myself unconditionally
Because I am a queen - Video, India.Aire, Acoustic Soul
Sometimes I shave my legs and sometimes I don’t
Sometimes I comb my hair and sometimes I won’t
Depend on how the wind blows I might even paint my toes;
It really just depends on whatever feels good in my soul
I’m not the average girl from your video
and I ain’t built like a supermodel
But, I learned to love myself unconditionally
Because I am a queen - Video, India.Aire, Acoustic Soul
I won’t write this again so…click the link loves :)
Peace.
dAY 5... eNDing iT aLL...
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I’m Starting With The Man In The Mirror
(Ooh!)
I’m Asking Him To Change His Ways
(Ooh!)
And No Message Could Have Been Any Clearer
If You Wanna Make The World A Better Place
Take A Look At Yourself And Then Make A Change
(Take A Look At Yourself And
Then Make A Change Ohh!)
(Ooh!)
I’m Asking Him To Change His Ways
(Ooh!)
And No Message Could Have Been Any Clearer
If You Wanna Make The World A Better Place
Take A Look At Yourself And Then Make A Change
(Take A Look At Yourself And
Then Make A Change Ohh!)
-Michael Jackson, Man in the Mirror, Bad
Now this question doesn’t even deserve a full post but…
Question: Name a time in your life when you thought about ending it all.
Answer: NOT NEVER (yes, I said not never—and yes I know that it is incorrect English)! Nothing in my life is not nor never has been THAT bad that I thought my only way out was to kill myself. I love living way too much to cut my string before it’s time. I think it is a very selfish thing to do—both to yourself and to your loved ones. And if you happen to feel this way, you need to immediately seek help—all jokes aside.
Nothing is so bad that you cannot stay and face it and push through it—and if you feel like you’re alone, I GUARANTEE that there is AT LEAST one person who is willing to go those extra thousand miles to get you back into a good head space and a good place in your life.
Peace.
dAY 4.. mY vIEWs On ReLIGion...
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Now Playing:
Screamin' "Jesus! Save me!
You know how the game be
I can't let 'em change me
'Cause on Judgement Day
You gon' blame me.
-Two Words, Kanye West, College Dropout
Back with day 4 my lovelies!!!
Question: What are your views on religion?
Answer: Who cares! I mean, I'm not a very religious person at all. I have my beliefs and I don't knock anyone else's. I don't think that any one path to The Most High is the ONLY path to him/her and I don't think that whoever isn't following "the right" one is going to "hell".
Heck, I don't necessarily believe that heaven and hell are actual places instead of being a concept or extreme negative and positive energies in the afterlife. I know that the spirit does not die when the body does, but after that is anyone's guess. My views on this are crazy in line with James Van Praagh--but that's my opinion.
Extremists and Zealots of any faith deeply bother me. The reason being is that 10 out of 10 times their Holy Book says that what they are doing is a big no-no--as well as common sense and general courtesy/respect of others seems to fall by the wayside of whatever "cause" they crusade for.
Basically--I feel like if you're on a path of treating others as you would be treated, self-enlightenment and the betterment of those around you, you're on the right track--no matter which road you take to get there.
Peace.
dAY 3.. mY vIEws oN dRUgS aNd alCOHol...
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Now Playing:
I get, high cuz I'm in the hood, the guns in around
It take a blunt just to ease the pain that humble me now
And I'd rather roll somethin up
Cuz if I'm sober dogg, I just might flip, grab my guns and hold somethin up
I get high as a kite
I'm in the zone all alone, muthafucka 'case I'm dyin tonight
I Get High, high, high, high (Everynight)
I Get High, high, high, high (All the time)
High, high, high, high (Everyday)
-Good times, Styles P, Gangster & A Gentleman
Day 3 of my 30 day challenge has rolled around and the question is:
What are your views on drugs and alcohol?
Answer: Drugs are whack--at least in my opinion. I've never been a weed smoker because I don't see the point--unless of course if used medicinally--and NOT just because you have a headache (and a resounding EFF NO to all other narcotics, hallucinogenics etc.).
Now, I totally understand and can really get behind people who suffer from lupus, glaucoma, the effects of chemo, etc. using this drug because, hey, THEY REALLY NEED IT. If it lessens the pain and bad side effects and allows you to live a normal and productive life--by all means, make it happen! I'm all for something that's for the betterment of people.
On the converse, I've also seen it abused by those who have no use for it but to feel surreal sensations. Why sit around and inhale something THAT MAKES YOU DO NOTHING! Do you know how many high people I've seen who just sit on the couch, smoke a J, stare at the [insert wall, tv, carpet or other mundane object]-- oh and don't forget laugh hysterically at whatever it is. And if you smoke often, like many abusers do, you carry around that horrid cannibus smell--SO not attractive. I should not be able to tell that you smoke by standing in front of you. I do confess I have seen people who smoke for recreation and can live life like something other than zombies, but I just can't get with it. If that's you, hey--put your lighters up; but alas, it's not for me.
Alcohol...ehhh. I almost feel the same way about this as I do about drugs--except I do occasionally partake in a spirit or two. I am not, however, a fan off getting drunk or passed-out drunk. I confess, I have my share of "when I was in college" stories, but I REALLY don't like the feeling of being outside of myself or not in total control of my situation--which is my problem with being high (on ANY type of drug). Also, a lot [insert 99.95%] of drugs cause dependency and I've made it a point to depend on no one but myself and my family (few close friends included). Definitely not trying to get hooked on something that's not helping me progress.
Peace
I get, high cuz I'm in the hood, the guns in around
It take a blunt just to ease the pain that humble me now
And I'd rather roll somethin up
Cuz if I'm sober dogg, I just might flip, grab my guns and hold somethin up
I get high as a kite
I'm in the zone all alone, muthafucka 'case I'm dyin tonight
I Get High, high, high, high (Everynight)
I Get High, high, high, high (All the time)
High, high, high, high (Everyday)
-Good times, Styles P, Gangster & A Gentleman
Day 3 of my 30 day challenge has rolled around and the question is:
What are your views on drugs and alcohol?
Answer: Drugs are whack--at least in my opinion. I've never been a weed smoker because I don't see the point--unless of course if used medicinally--and NOT just because you have a headache (and a resounding EFF NO to all other narcotics, hallucinogenics etc.).
Now, I totally understand and can really get behind people who suffer from lupus, glaucoma, the effects of chemo, etc. using this drug because, hey, THEY REALLY NEED IT. If it lessens the pain and bad side effects and allows you to live a normal and productive life--by all means, make it happen! I'm all for something that's for the betterment of people.
On the converse, I've also seen it abused by those who have no use for it but to feel surreal sensations. Why sit around and inhale something THAT MAKES YOU DO NOTHING! Do you know how many high people I've seen who just sit on the couch, smoke a J, stare at the [insert wall, tv, carpet or other mundane object]-- oh and don't forget laugh hysterically at whatever it is. And if you smoke often, like many abusers do, you carry around that horrid cannibus smell--SO not attractive. I should not be able to tell that you smoke by standing in front of you. I do confess I have seen people who smoke for recreation and can live life like something other than zombies, but I just can't get with it. If that's you, hey--put your lighters up; but alas, it's not for me.
Alcohol...ehhh. I almost feel the same way about this as I do about drugs--except I do occasionally partake in a spirit or two. I am not, however, a fan off getting drunk or passed-out drunk. I confess, I have my share of "when I was in college" stories, but I REALLY don't like the feeling of being outside of myself or not in total control of my situation--which is my problem with being high (on ANY type of drug). Also, a lot [insert 99.95%] of drugs cause dependency and I've made it a point to depend on no one but myself and my family (few close friends included). Definitely not trying to get hooked on something that's not helping me progress.
Peace
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