I've always been told that if you don't learn history, you're destined to repeat it.
History has been repeated for a long time. As my twin likes to say: it practically stutters. We continue to suffer the consequences of not learning our history but everyone still refuses to pick up a book. Many prefer to take the easy route and do as they are told or follow whatever example has been set before them. Although they have sometimes witnessed first-hand ill effects, they allow themselves to fall into the cycle. The cycle of being a monkey that watches what others do.
If all the people we cherish and look up to are ones that refuse to be like their peers, then why do so many accept the "norm" or what they have been trained to think. Why do so many choose to be a mirror?
I write this blog out of frustration of what I witness every time I choose to leave my house. There are hundreds of people wearing the same thing, doing the same thing, and acting the same way. What gives? Whatever happened to originality? Whatever happened to being willing to stand out for the sake of your own personal happiness? Is everyone just so afraid of the opinions of their peers that they'd rather be a clone? Someone PLEASE tell me what memo I didn't not receive; this is something I just don't understand.
I think I missed
the day when it was
decided that being like
everyone one else was
cool.
Or am I just so beyond
people have yet to catch up?
CGK: [[Barbie]]
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Monday, December 15, 2008
Taming of the Beast
This is a series of poems I wrote that I've finally decided to feature them all at once. Enjoy!!
Part I:
You’re supposed to be the bad one
throwing girls away left and right
I’ve been told to stay away from you,
lucky if I even get half a night
of your attention
forget affection
because a relationship
is nowhere near the direction
you’re traveling
because your tunnel-vision
is tunneled in on my ass
and hers
and hers
and hers.
Allegedly, you’re deeply lodged in your mission-
giving midnight
pleasures and morning sorrow
living for the moment
always gone before the light of the morrow.
So if that’s how it is
and what I’ve been hearing true
what happened to my indefinite sorrow
I don’t feel cheap and used…
It’s been a month. According to your
track record we shouldn’t still be talking
right now I should be cursing your
existence, hoping you trip and fall
on a pointy rock, never to hurt me again
but I’m not. And I’m wondering why.
Am I the girl that’s gonna break the cycle?
Make the news exposing you as a guy
that actually has a heart?
Do I really want to take that chance?
Take a risk; make a leap into the unknown,
all for the sake of romance?
A romance that probably
only exists in my head
slowly seeping into my heart soon to take over…
This is what I think about in my bed
when I’m alone and you’re not
holding me,
your heartbeat against my back
whispering, “Please don’t fuck over me”.
But aren’t you the one that’s more
likely to do that?
You have me so confused. Debating with my
head and heart
trying to be smart
about the situation
but thoughts of you are slowly consuming me
no matter how high I keep my guard
you jump over it
probably because you’re so damn tall
and my guard can only go so high
so I guess that means its time to let it fall
take you in and give you a chance
cuz I’ve given chances to too many guys
that think they too fly
leaving me high and dry
and their “playa status” wasn’t
as half as yours, in the least.
So maybe it’s time for me
to tame the wild beast.
*whip sound*
Are you ready?
Part II:
Forget taming the wild beast
I think I’m just gonna hit you for the sake of it.
Because sadly you’re proving to be the way
I was told you are.
I guess I was smart in not giving you
A taste of the sweetness you desired that night.
But it doesn’t make me feel any better
Because I still feel played.
Although you don’t know it
And no one ever will
I was ready to give you my heart
All of it. No questions asked
But now you have me double-guessing
Double-thinking my steps.
Cuz sweet words are one thing but actions tell it all
And from you recent lack thereof
It’s really quiet in here.
And that silence is only fueling my anger.
So my guard is back up.
MUCH higher than before and maybe you’ll be able to jump it
Maybe not.
Part III:
Love is one of those games
I don’t think I’ll ever be able to win
Thought I could tame the beast within you,
But ended up wearing myself out.
And I’m tired of chasing you around this monopoly
Board, apologizing for things that aren’t my fault
So I believe its time for me to take off my gloves
And call it a day.
I don’t think I can take any more of your
Advanced tricks
Especially when I haven’t been taught
The rules of the game.
So for the first time in life,
I think I will forfeit. And accept my fate
As one without love.
Part I:
You’re supposed to be the bad one
throwing girls away left and right
I’ve been told to stay away from you,
lucky if I even get half a night
of your attention
forget affection
because a relationship
is nowhere near the direction
you’re traveling
because your tunnel-vision
is tunneled in on my ass
and hers
and hers
and hers.
Allegedly, you’re deeply lodged in your mission-
giving midnight
pleasures and morning sorrow
living for the moment
always gone before the light of the morrow.
So if that’s how it is
and what I’ve been hearing true
what happened to my indefinite sorrow
I don’t feel cheap and used…
It’s been a month. According to your
track record we shouldn’t still be talking
right now I should be cursing your
existence, hoping you trip and fall
on a pointy rock, never to hurt me again
but I’m not. And I’m wondering why.
Am I the girl that’s gonna break the cycle?
Make the news exposing you as a guy
that actually has a heart?
Do I really want to take that chance?
Take a risk; make a leap into the unknown,
all for the sake of romance?
A romance that probably
only exists in my head
slowly seeping into my heart soon to take over…
This is what I think about in my bed
when I’m alone and you’re not
holding me,
your heartbeat against my back
whispering, “Please don’t fuck over me”.
But aren’t you the one that’s more
likely to do that?
You have me so confused. Debating with my
head and heart
trying to be smart
about the situation
but thoughts of you are slowly consuming me
no matter how high I keep my guard
you jump over it
probably because you’re so damn tall
and my guard can only go so high
so I guess that means its time to let it fall
take you in and give you a chance
cuz I’ve given chances to too many guys
that think they too fly
leaving me high and dry
and their “playa status” wasn’t
as half as yours, in the least.
So maybe it’s time for me
to tame the wild beast.
*whip sound*
Are you ready?
Part II:
Forget taming the wild beast
I think I’m just gonna hit you for the sake of it.
Because sadly you’re proving to be the way
I was told you are.
I guess I was smart in not giving you
A taste of the sweetness you desired that night.
But it doesn’t make me feel any better
Because I still feel played.
Although you don’t know it
And no one ever will
I was ready to give you my heart
All of it. No questions asked
But now you have me double-guessing
Double-thinking my steps.
Cuz sweet words are one thing but actions tell it all
And from you recent lack thereof
It’s really quiet in here.
And that silence is only fueling my anger.
So my guard is back up.
MUCH higher than before and maybe you’ll be able to jump it
Maybe not.
Part III:
Love is one of those games
I don’t think I’ll ever be able to win
Thought I could tame the beast within you,
But ended up wearing myself out.
And I’m tired of chasing you around this monopoly
Board, apologizing for things that aren’t my fault
So I believe its time for me to take off my gloves
And call it a day.
I don’t think I can take any more of your
Advanced tricks
Especially when I haven’t been taught
The rules of the game.
So for the first time in life,
I think I will forfeit. And accept my fate
As one without love.
Thursday, November 20, 2008
Dostana. :-(
I hate that i cannot control my heart.
I feel like it betrays me on purpose.
I wish I could stop it because having it broken hurts more than anything i've ever known.
What's the point of trying to love
when all you end up is alone
or maybe this is a problem of mine.
...always the friend and never the lover.
[CGK]: BARBiiE
I feel like it betrays me on purpose.
I wish I could stop it because having it broken hurts more than anything i've ever known.
What's the point of trying to love
when all you end up is alone
or maybe this is a problem of mine.
...always the friend and never the lover.
[CGK]: BARBiiE
Saturday, October 11, 2008
Random Rambles (revisited)
I forgot to post this like months ago. so this is a new trip to the same ol post.
The word of the day is truth. (Well, actually it's gubernational, but for my purposes it's going to be truth)
TRUTH: a verified or indisputable fact, proposition, principle, or the like. Hmm...truth. Boy i tell ya. Although it is something that cannot be disupted, people sure love to live around it.
I myself have done the same. i am no saint, nor do i claim to be one. i could make up some of the most intricate tales and have everyone (including myself) believing every word. There were times when i would get my lies mixed up with the truth and swear up and down a lie i had made up actually happened. Yes, that was me...YEARS ago.
But with time i learned that you cant hide the truth. Whether it is a little white lie or a made up tale stretching years at a time, your lies will always catch up with you. Destiney said it best: "You can sweep things under the rug all you want, but one day someone is going to decided to clean that room, and all the dirt is going to be revealed."
So with this known, why lie? Why go around people's backs and pretend light you are living a life of happiness? Why sacrafice the happiness of someone else for something you probably shouldnt be partaking in to begin with? Are people really that selfish? Aparently so.
I dont have the intent to be a nag but i really want to get this off my chest. I'm tired of liars. I'm tired of being lied to, hearing lies, talking about lies, witnessing lies and anything of the like. I am in the mood to start outing people in their lies. Yes, i know that really wrong but geez...when will we hear the truth? Well, we acutally do hear the truth because all things done in the dark do come to the light. But it shouldnt take all of that.
Grrr...i suppose I'm just venting. I know i'll get over it. Eventually. Let us pray. (lol) But yall enojy whats left of the weekend. Tomorrow is a sad day because i take the practice MCAT. OH how said will i be at 2 tomorrow afternoon. :-/ (friggin med school requirements.)
Moral of the day:
honesty is the key!
i have one myself.
i'll make copies if you're in need of one.
maybe i'll sell them
i need some money.
ghost.
CGK: [[BARBiiE]]
The word of the day is truth. (Well, actually it's gubernational, but for my purposes it's going to be truth)
TRUTH: a verified or indisputable fact, proposition, principle, or the like. Hmm...truth. Boy i tell ya. Although it is something that cannot be disupted, people sure love to live around it.
I myself have done the same. i am no saint, nor do i claim to be one. i could make up some of the most intricate tales and have everyone (including myself) believing every word. There were times when i would get my lies mixed up with the truth and swear up and down a lie i had made up actually happened. Yes, that was me...YEARS ago.
But with time i learned that you cant hide the truth. Whether it is a little white lie or a made up tale stretching years at a time, your lies will always catch up with you. Destiney said it best: "You can sweep things under the rug all you want, but one day someone is going to decided to clean that room, and all the dirt is going to be revealed."
So with this known, why lie? Why go around people's backs and pretend light you are living a life of happiness? Why sacrafice the happiness of someone else for something you probably shouldnt be partaking in to begin with? Are people really that selfish? Aparently so.
I dont have the intent to be a nag but i really want to get this off my chest. I'm tired of liars. I'm tired of being lied to, hearing lies, talking about lies, witnessing lies and anything of the like. I am in the mood to start outing people in their lies. Yes, i know that really wrong but geez...when will we hear the truth? Well, we acutally do hear the truth because all things done in the dark do come to the light. But it shouldnt take all of that.
Grrr...i suppose I'm just venting. I know i'll get over it. Eventually. Let us pray. (lol) But yall enojy whats left of the weekend. Tomorrow is a sad day because i take the practice MCAT. OH how said will i be at 2 tomorrow afternoon. :-/ (friggin med school requirements.)
Moral of the day:
honesty is the key!
i have one myself.
i'll make copies if you're in need of one.
maybe i'll sell them
i need some money.
ghost.
CGK: [[BARBiiE]]
Friday, October 10, 2008
So WHO decided college is a must? They were INSANE.
Yes, it has been a good (in a bad way) minute since i've posted anything and it is quite sad. because i actually miss my blog. oh!! :sniff:
To make a long story short:
college sucks.
organic chemistry is hard.
dancing 3 hours straight makes your feet hurt "like the dickens".
being sick for more than a week wears you out.
dont mix facial cleansers/mask/pimp-go-away-solutions on your face. it causes an allergic reaction.
benedryl needs to have a non-drowsy formula.
(dont take benedryl and go to physics class...it WILL put you to sleep)
naps come at a (sometimes deadly) cost.
...so that sums up some of the reasons as to why TWO PEGS was the last thing i wrote. or submitted. or whatever. but im going to get back on the ball asacp (i still dont know what the c stands for. lol) So if i dont post again by tomorrow at midnight...feel free to get me. lol.
So yeah...college.
icky. but a means to an end.
i suppose.
studying for org chem.
but i REFUSE to be up
...all night
.......AGAIN.
ghost.
CGK: [[BARBiiE]]
P.S. I NEED CONTACTS!!!!!
To make a long story short:
college sucks.
organic chemistry is hard.
dancing 3 hours straight makes your feet hurt "like the dickens".
being sick for more than a week wears you out.
dont mix facial cleansers/mask/pimp-go-away-solutions on your face. it causes an allergic reaction.
benedryl needs to have a non-drowsy formula.
(dont take benedryl and go to physics class...it WILL put you to sleep)
naps come at a (sometimes deadly) cost.
...so that sums up some of the reasons as to why TWO PEGS was the last thing i wrote. or submitted. or whatever. but im going to get back on the ball asacp (i still dont know what the c stands for. lol) So if i dont post again by tomorrow at midnight...feel free to get me. lol.
So yeah...college.
icky. but a means to an end.
i suppose.
studying for org chem.
but i REFUSE to be up
...all night
.......AGAIN.
ghost.
CGK: [[BARBiiE]]
P.S. I NEED CONTACTS!!!!!
Sunday, September 14, 2008
I got two pegs and you got two legs, right?
These are my dudes!
If you haven't heard...PAY ATTENTION!
check out new blog:
non-SUCKY music according to the kids of cool
ghost.
CGK: [[BARBiiE]]
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
Fear of Falling
I like this guy.
But I’m scared.
I think he likes me, too.
But I’m scared.
We click on every level imaginable-
Mental
Physical
Spiritual
But I’m scared.
He posses EVERY quality I look for in a man
and ones I never thought I needed
nor desired until I met him.
But I’m scared.
Just thinking about him
sends my body out of control.
My heart beats faster,
butterflies ravage my stomach,
I can’t concentrate on anything,
chills race down my spine,
my head spins…
But I’m scared.
Scared that he’s a liar.
Scared that he’s a cheat.
Scared of what may happen
if I stop long enough to give him a chance.
Scared that every moment
I have cherished is
INVALID
to him and only apart of “the game”.
Scared that he is only putting up a façade
to achieve some
malicious or sexual goal.
Scared that I’ll love too soon (which I always do) and have
heart out of commission
once again.
Scared that at the end of it all
I will be crying myself to sleep
wondering why
I even bothered to begin with.
BUT…
He makes me smile.
He makes my heart flutter.
He gives me hope.
He makes me want to love….
him.
No matter how frightening the thought is.
Is my nose opening?
I'm working hard to keep it closed.
I dont want the pollen to attack me.
Sneezing. Ick.
ghost.
CGK: [[BARBiiE]]
But I’m scared.
I think he likes me, too.
But I’m scared.
We click on every level imaginable-
Mental
Physical
Spiritual
But I’m scared.
He posses EVERY quality I look for in a man
and ones I never thought I needed
nor desired until I met him.
But I’m scared.
Just thinking about him
sends my body out of control.
My heart beats faster,
butterflies ravage my stomach,
I can’t concentrate on anything,
chills race down my spine,
my head spins…
But I’m scared.
Scared that he’s a liar.
Scared that he’s a cheat.
Scared of what may happen
if I stop long enough to give him a chance.
Scared that every moment
I have cherished is
INVALID
to him and only apart of “the game”.
Scared that he is only putting up a façade
to achieve some
malicious or sexual goal.
Scared that I’ll love too soon (which I always do) and have
heart out of commission
once again.
Scared that at the end of it all
I will be crying myself to sleep
wondering why
I even bothered to begin with.
BUT…
He makes me smile.
He makes my heart flutter.
He gives me hope.
He makes me want to love….
him.
No matter how frightening the thought is.
Is my nose opening?
I'm working hard to keep it closed.
I dont want the pollen to attack me.
Sneezing. Ick.
ghost.
CGK: [[BARBiiE]]
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
ANGER breeds CREATiiViiTY which breeds CHANGE...
PROGRAMMED RESPONSE
I’m different.
Acknowledge it.
Appreciate it.
If you’re smart, you’ll understand it.
Or reject the unfamiliar;
either way I’m not going to stop doing me, especially to be like you.
If I changed my style
my view
my opinion
as much as you do
I would be Chameleon-
minus the millionaire
that’s a few years from now
but don’t believe I won’t get there
because I will, and
from the looks of things, quite faster than you
because while you cling to the box
I discard it.
Light that bitch on fire
I REFUSE to be apart of it.
See, I was lame before it was cool
a geek before it became drug-related
and nerdy before ya’ll started rocking the thick Louis V. frames
So I’ve been there
well, here….
long before you care to look in this direction.
Now you’re following my footsteps
and I laugh
still emulating what others set before you
I guess you’ll never grasp
the concept I been I’ve been living
and continue to be that little monkey
that only sees what others do
maybe one day you’ll get tired
of your cramped little box,
stereotypes,
and paradigms
that make you do what you do.
If not, oh well, I don’t give a damn
if I did I would be hurt by you not understanding me
or respecting me
for thinking on my own.
But I guess that’s how they programmed you to be
and more importantly, respond to me.
Friggin robots.
And not the cool ones that Lu hangs with.
So they're really drones.
Ack! When will they learn?
When will they accept?
When will they understand?
Probably never.
Ghost
CGK: [[BARBiiE]]
I’m different.
Acknowledge it.
Appreciate it.
If you’re smart, you’ll understand it.
Or reject the unfamiliar;
either way I’m not going to stop doing me, especially to be like you.
If I changed my style
my view
my opinion
as much as you do
I would be Chameleon-
minus the millionaire
that’s a few years from now
but don’t believe I won’t get there
because I will, and
from the looks of things, quite faster than you
because while you cling to the box
I discard it.
Light that bitch on fire
I REFUSE to be apart of it.
See, I was lame before it was cool
a geek before it became drug-related
and nerdy before ya’ll started rocking the thick Louis V. frames
So I’ve been there
well, here….
long before you care to look in this direction.
Now you’re following my footsteps
and I laugh
still emulating what others set before you
I guess you’ll never grasp
the concept I been I’ve been living
and continue to be that little monkey
that only sees what others do
maybe one day you’ll get tired
of your cramped little box,
stereotypes,
and paradigms
that make you do what you do.
If not, oh well, I don’t give a damn
if I did I would be hurt by you not understanding me
or respecting me
for thinking on my own.
But I guess that’s how they programmed you to be
and more importantly, respond to me.
Friggin robots.
And not the cool ones that Lu hangs with.
So they're really drones.
Ack! When will they learn?
When will they accept?
When will they understand?
Probably never.
Ghost
CGK: [[BARBiiE]]
Thursday, September 4, 2008
I'm a responsible american. Well, I try to be.
Usually I am not one to vocalize my political views. I feel that there is so much controversy and sometimes unnecessary tension in the world of politics; I just choose to be a spectator from a nearby star. (Scientifically speaking, I would be sitting on the sun since it’s the closest star in our galaxy, but let me not show how much of a nerd I am…) I’ve been told almost all of my life that I need to go into politics because of my oratory ability and general tendency to stick up for the “little guy” and bridge gaps. HOWEVER, there is so much backstabbing, cheating, lying, backsliding, and any other phrase you want to throw in there. I don’t have the heart for politics. And if I were crazy enough to get involved, I would be the maverick of the century. In other words, I would basically curse out everyone in site. Lol
But today I have been more or less “inspired” (it’s a nice epithet for what I wish to say) to say a little about my views of the upcoming presidential election. Simply, I wish it was over already. This is the most draining saga of disheartening events I’ve ever had to witness. I am not one to listen to gossip and watch people poke at other weaknesses and it seems that is what the entire election process has been based on. Forget the issues and what one plans to do if awarded the position, let’s just hear about how the said candidate is terrible in bed and has smelly feet. (somewhat of an exaggeration, I know) I believe that the whole point of electing leaders has been misplaced this year.
Every candidate has somewhat of a flaw that has the potential to effect his or her ability to lead. And I feel that now, we are choosing the “lesser of two evils”.
Now I love an idealist and someone saturated in change; however, you can only go so much off hope. Yes, I’m talking about Obama. I believe he is probably the 21st century representation of change, and like everyone has said: IT’S A BOUT TIME! (not his race….his ideals and drive and zeal) I am tired of watching politicians give half-thought out plans to improve everything under the sun. I do applaud him for bringing something new to the table along with his zeal and overall go-get-it mentality. I believe that if he has made it as far as he has as quickly as he has he can do amazing things for this country. However, lack of experience (in anything) scares me. Hopefully if he is elected he will have a more than adequate cabinet to aid him in his decisions.
I feel in a way that McCain has somewhat “missed the boat” for his chance to do amazing things for the country. Back before the first G.W. Bush administration when McCain was a republican elect, I was down for the cause. Like honestly, you couldn’t tell me anything about McCain. I feel that for someone that has survived so much ill health (he’s had cancer like a million times!) there is almost nothing he or she can’t do. But now, he’s a bit more seasoned than I would like I’m afraid that if he is elected it may be others doing the talking for him. We have already had one puppeteer regime. I would prefer not to endure another. And his candidate, Ms. Pallin, I feel the same way about her as I do Obama. (forget all the random drama concerning her family and whatnot…) She has the potential to revolutionize the way national government operates because she would make an enormous bridge between the people and the power-holders. But then again, one without experience….aaaahhhhhh!
I just don’t know what to think anymore. I’m just tired of all the nonsense. I want to get back to the way things should be. About the issues. Can we talk about gas prices or something….SOMETHING other than what’s going on in people’s homes??
I’m almost inspired not to vote. :gasp!: I know!! Being faced with the duty of voting for someone who is not as bad as someone else disturbs me. But I suppose I’ll have a decision made by November…maybe. Grrrrrrr…decisions, decisions….
Got a lot of things to sort out
But I promise I’m voting
Like really I will
Just gotta figure out who…
[[BARBiiE]]
But today I have been more or less “inspired” (it’s a nice epithet for what I wish to say) to say a little about my views of the upcoming presidential election. Simply, I wish it was over already. This is the most draining saga of disheartening events I’ve ever had to witness. I am not one to listen to gossip and watch people poke at other weaknesses and it seems that is what the entire election process has been based on. Forget the issues and what one plans to do if awarded the position, let’s just hear about how the said candidate is terrible in bed and has smelly feet. (somewhat of an exaggeration, I know) I believe that the whole point of electing leaders has been misplaced this year.
Every candidate has somewhat of a flaw that has the potential to effect his or her ability to lead. And I feel that now, we are choosing the “lesser of two evils”.
Now I love an idealist and someone saturated in change; however, you can only go so much off hope. Yes, I’m talking about Obama. I believe he is probably the 21st century representation of change, and like everyone has said: IT’S A BOUT TIME! (not his race….his ideals and drive and zeal) I am tired of watching politicians give half-thought out plans to improve everything under the sun. I do applaud him for bringing something new to the table along with his zeal and overall go-get-it mentality. I believe that if he has made it as far as he has as quickly as he has he can do amazing things for this country. However, lack of experience (in anything) scares me. Hopefully if he is elected he will have a more than adequate cabinet to aid him in his decisions.
I feel in a way that McCain has somewhat “missed the boat” for his chance to do amazing things for the country. Back before the first G.W. Bush administration when McCain was a republican elect, I was down for the cause. Like honestly, you couldn’t tell me anything about McCain. I feel that for someone that has survived so much ill health (he’s had cancer like a million times!) there is almost nothing he or she can’t do. But now, he’s a bit more seasoned than I would like I’m afraid that if he is elected it may be others doing the talking for him. We have already had one puppeteer regime. I would prefer not to endure another. And his candidate, Ms. Pallin, I feel the same way about her as I do Obama. (forget all the random drama concerning her family and whatnot…) She has the potential to revolutionize the way national government operates because she would make an enormous bridge between the people and the power-holders. But then again, one without experience….aaaahhhhhh!
I just don’t know what to think anymore. I’m just tired of all the nonsense. I want to get back to the way things should be. About the issues. Can we talk about gas prices or something….SOMETHING other than what’s going on in people’s homes??
I’m almost inspired not to vote. :gasp!: I know!! Being faced with the duty of voting for someone who is not as bad as someone else disturbs me. But I suppose I’ll have a decision made by November…maybe. Grrrrrrr…decisions, decisions….
Got a lot of things to sort out
But I promise I’m voting
Like really I will
Just gotta figure out who…
[[BARBiiE]]
Tuesday, September 2, 2008
Down the Dusty Trail
I'm watching "Life Size", the Disney movie with Tyra Banks and Lindsay Lohan (before all the random tabloid drama) and it's making me contemplate choices and paths.
Lindsay Lohan, for example, was one of the brightest stars to star in a Disney movie. She was someone i looked up to growing up and wanted to be just like her. (Yes, i even wanted to discover my twin sister at summer camp, compete with her, only to switch places and mesh my divorced parents back together...well, a few details would be tweaked but you get the point). So, over the past few years, watching what the media spits out about her has really had me at odds. Part of me is like OMG that was someone i adored! What happened? Why are they picking on her?? And then, I sit and wonder why she has more or less been abandoned to stumble and fall along the path of adulthood.
Which brings me back to the subject: paths and choices. Regardless of assumed stiffling by the hands of career, parents, money, etc., we all have choices. Its almost like every time we turn around we're looking at a fork of atleast two choices. (on www.beautifulintelligence.blogspot.com the topic of good and bad choices are discussed so i will leave that alone, however...) For the most part, i find myself choosing the "road less travelled" (a quick quote from Robert Frost). It's not necessary by choice, but most often by default. Things that have been repeatedly done before me just aren't appealing. And me, being the hard-headed kid i am, would rather trek down the dirt road knocking down wild, overgrown grass than stroll down a black tar street.
For this reason, I don't fit in well with a lot of people. To include my family and especially my peers. I'm generally criticizing for not fitting into any sterotype that is set before me. This gets under A LOT of people's skins. I find it funny. Things i do don't cause any harm, they're just generally interesting to look at/ watch. So i still do not understand the outrage. But like i have continuously stated in this blog: i'm stubborn, so i continue to do what i feel works best for me and ultimately, i'm happy.
This is a choice i've made. To be different, among other things. Some like it, many don't. But I don't care because it makes me happy. Maybe people like Lindsay Lohan should have made a right where they made a left. Or atleast had a support group like mine (i love my friends!!!), but that's not the way the cookie always crumbles. So I urge those of you that do have a tendency to think/act differently to keep at it. Do what makes YOU happy, regardless of what everyone else may think. As long as you are not causing anyone else harm (refer to the blog on www.beautifulintelligence.blogspot.com) you're good. So if you feel oppressed or knocked down, dont worry. BE HAPPY! and continue to do what makes you smile. That's what i always do.
Standing out is what i do.
Do what works best for you.
Forget everybody else--i'm a star.
Ghost.
[[BARBiiE]]
Lindsay Lohan, for example, was one of the brightest stars to star in a Disney movie. She was someone i looked up to growing up and wanted to be just like her. (Yes, i even wanted to discover my twin sister at summer camp, compete with her, only to switch places and mesh my divorced parents back together...well, a few details would be tweaked but you get the point). So, over the past few years, watching what the media spits out about her has really had me at odds. Part of me is like OMG that was someone i adored! What happened? Why are they picking on her?? And then, I sit and wonder why she has more or less been abandoned to stumble and fall along the path of adulthood.
Which brings me back to the subject: paths and choices. Regardless of assumed stiffling by the hands of career, parents, money, etc., we all have choices. Its almost like every time we turn around we're looking at a fork of atleast two choices. (on www.beautifulintelligence.blogspot.com the topic of good and bad choices are discussed so i will leave that alone, however...) For the most part, i find myself choosing the "road less travelled" (a quick quote from Robert Frost). It's not necessary by choice, but most often by default. Things that have been repeatedly done before me just aren't appealing. And me, being the hard-headed kid i am, would rather trek down the dirt road knocking down wild, overgrown grass than stroll down a black tar street.
For this reason, I don't fit in well with a lot of people. To include my family and especially my peers. I'm generally criticizing for not fitting into any sterotype that is set before me. This gets under A LOT of people's skins. I find it funny. Things i do don't cause any harm, they're just generally interesting to look at/ watch. So i still do not understand the outrage. But like i have continuously stated in this blog: i'm stubborn, so i continue to do what i feel works best for me and ultimately, i'm happy.
This is a choice i've made. To be different, among other things. Some like it, many don't. But I don't care because it makes me happy. Maybe people like Lindsay Lohan should have made a right where they made a left. Or atleast had a support group like mine (i love my friends!!!), but that's not the way the cookie always crumbles. So I urge those of you that do have a tendency to think/act differently to keep at it. Do what makes YOU happy, regardless of what everyone else may think. As long as you are not causing anyone else harm (refer to the blog on www.beautifulintelligence.blogspot.com) you're good. So if you feel oppressed or knocked down, dont worry. BE HAPPY! and continue to do what makes you smile. That's what i always do.
Standing out is what i do.
Do what works best for you.
Forget everybody else--i'm a star.
Ghost.
[[BARBiiE]]
Sunday, August 31, 2008
Random Rambles for the day.
The word of the day is truth. (Well, actually it's plaudit, but for my purposes it's going to be truth)
TRUTH: a verified or indisputable fact, proposition, principle, or the like. Hmm...truth. Boy i tell ya. Although it is something that cannot be disupted, people sure love to live around it.
I myself have done the same. i am no saint, nor do i claim to be one. i could make up some of the most intricate tales and have everyone (including myself) believing every word. There were times when i would get my lies mixed up with the truth and swear up and down a lie i had made up actually happened. Yes, that was me...YEARS ago.
But with time i learned that you cant hide the truth. Whether it is a little white lie or a made up tale stretching years at a time, your lies will always catch up with you. Destiney said it best: "You can sweep things under the rug all you want, but one day someone is going to decided to clean that room, and all the dirt is going to be revealed."
So with this known, why lie? Why go around people's backs and pretend light you are living a life of happiness? Why sacrafice the happiness of someone else for something you probably shouldnt be partaking in to begin with? Are people really that selfish? Aparently so.
I dont have the intent to be a nag but i really want to get this off my chest. I'm tired of liars. I'm tired of being lied to, hearing lies, talking about lies, witnessing lies and anything of the like. I am in the mood to start outing people in their lies. Yes, i know that really wrong but geez...when will we hear the truth? Well, we acutally do hear the truth because all things done in the dark do come to the light. But it shouldnt take all of that.
Grrr...i suppose I'm just venting. I know i'll get over it. Eventually. Let us pray. (lol) But yall enojy whats left of the weekend. Tomorrow is a sad day because i take the practice MCAT. OH how said will i be at 2 tomorrow afternoon. :-/ (friggin med school requirements.)
Moral of the day:
honesty is the key!
i have one myself.
i'll make copies if you're in need of one.
maybe i'll sell them
i need some money.
ghost.
CGK: [[BARBiiE]]
TRUTH: a verified or indisputable fact, proposition, principle, or the like. Hmm...truth. Boy i tell ya. Although it is something that cannot be disupted, people sure love to live around it.
I myself have done the same. i am no saint, nor do i claim to be one. i could make up some of the most intricate tales and have everyone (including myself) believing every word. There were times when i would get my lies mixed up with the truth and swear up and down a lie i had made up actually happened. Yes, that was me...YEARS ago.
But with time i learned that you cant hide the truth. Whether it is a little white lie or a made up tale stretching years at a time, your lies will always catch up with you. Destiney said it best: "You can sweep things under the rug all you want, but one day someone is going to decided to clean that room, and all the dirt is going to be revealed."
So with this known, why lie? Why go around people's backs and pretend light you are living a life of happiness? Why sacrafice the happiness of someone else for something you probably shouldnt be partaking in to begin with? Are people really that selfish? Aparently so.
I dont have the intent to be a nag but i really want to get this off my chest. I'm tired of liars. I'm tired of being lied to, hearing lies, talking about lies, witnessing lies and anything of the like. I am in the mood to start outing people in their lies. Yes, i know that really wrong but geez...when will we hear the truth? Well, we acutally do hear the truth because all things done in the dark do come to the light. But it shouldnt take all of that.
Grrr...i suppose I'm just venting. I know i'll get over it. Eventually. Let us pray. (lol) But yall enojy whats left of the weekend. Tomorrow is a sad day because i take the practice MCAT. OH how said will i be at 2 tomorrow afternoon. :-/ (friggin med school requirements.)
Moral of the day:
honesty is the key!
i have one myself.
i'll make copies if you're in need of one.
maybe i'll sell them
i need some money.
ghost.
CGK: [[BARBiiE]]
Thursday, August 21, 2008
Last Will & Testament: August 21, 2008
This medication I'm on has me feeling like I'm going to die soon so this is somewhat my will, more or less, i'm dropping knowledge on ya'll.
I know ya'll like why is she typing a blog if she's somewhat dying. Well...i'd rather be typing and sick instead of looking at the white walls and sick. So here goes:
Topic of the Day: being yourself
The best advice i can give to anyone is to be themselves. Doing things to please others will only drive you crazy. (that is part of the reason why i dont have any sense now...). And along with not working to please others, dont allow people to live their lives through you (once again, another mistake of mine).
I have never fit in with my assumed peers. This is mostly becuase of where i grew up and my life influences. Even now, i feel out of place around most people. My outgoing personality and general likeability (yes! new word!) is what has kept me afloat. In my head its like I'm the horse with spots living among zebras. For the most of my life, i shunned my spots, and i always did whatever it took to look like the zebras or please the zebras. Needless to say i was VERY UNHAPPY. But now, I'm like "shooooooot dont like my spots, look the other way" and its biting me in the ass.
Everyone that thought they knew me and my style and personality are saying that i'm going off the deep end because now....20 years after birth, the true me is coming out. Its very irritating. Its even more depressing and hurtful. And no matter what i do, no one can comprehend that the person they've been around was just a shell hiding the person they see before them. so basically, i'm being written off as someone who is following a trend. Yeah. Once again...this sucks.
So, the advice of the day is: BE YOURSELF NO MATTER WHAT!! Dont let the fear of not fitting in make you unhappy. Love who you are b/c God made you that way for a reason.
but yeah
I'm out
Gonna die in peace and quiet.
check out www.misguidedfiles.blogspot.com
Ghost
GENiiUS KiiD ♥
I know ya'll like why is she typing a blog if she's somewhat dying. Well...i'd rather be typing and sick instead of looking at the white walls and sick. So here goes:
Topic of the Day: being yourself
The best advice i can give to anyone is to be themselves. Doing things to please others will only drive you crazy. (that is part of the reason why i dont have any sense now...). And along with not working to please others, dont allow people to live their lives through you (once again, another mistake of mine).
I have never fit in with my assumed peers. This is mostly becuase of where i grew up and my life influences. Even now, i feel out of place around most people. My outgoing personality and general likeability (yes! new word!) is what has kept me afloat. In my head its like I'm the horse with spots living among zebras. For the most of my life, i shunned my spots, and i always did whatever it took to look like the zebras or please the zebras. Needless to say i was VERY UNHAPPY. But now, I'm like "shooooooot dont like my spots, look the other way" and its biting me in the ass.
Everyone that thought they knew me and my style and personality are saying that i'm going off the deep end because now....20 years after birth, the true me is coming out. Its very irritating. Its even more depressing and hurtful. And no matter what i do, no one can comprehend that the person they've been around was just a shell hiding the person they see before them. so basically, i'm being written off as someone who is following a trend. Yeah. Once again...this sucks.
So, the advice of the day is: BE YOURSELF NO MATTER WHAT!! Dont let the fear of not fitting in make you unhappy. Love who you are b/c God made you that way for a reason.
but yeah
I'm out
Gonna die in peace and quiet.
check out www.misguidedfiles.blogspot.com
Ghost
GENiiUS KiiD ♥
Monday, August 18, 2008
Monday, July 14, 2008
Rollers make my head hurt
"If 'if' was a 5th we'd all be drunk"
I guess Im treading through alcohol because that's all ive been hearing lately. If, if, if... Im so friggin tired of hearing people give excuses for not getting up and acting its driving me crazy. I'm having another Pharrell moment where I'm seeing in color while everyone is still stuck in black and white, saying "if". I wish everyone would STOP MAKING EXCUSES and realize their own potential. STOP being AFRAID to step out and do something different. TAKE A NOSE DIVE out of the box! HURRY before fear, pity, worry, and ifs pull you back into darkness. I see the light. Its been blaring me in the face for a LONG time. And i see you in the light, so why are you still running back intot the dark? I have the tools, I'm giving you the RIGHT ADVICE. So why does it take for someone else to say/do what i say for you to realize its potential greatness?? IF you even decide to act then.
I have begun to realize why i was so adamant about leaving shreveport two years ago. ALL THESE IFS!! How can a city with so much potential and so many resources be so stuck in neutral? Why doesnt anyone realize that here IN SHREVEPORT we have everything that other major cities (n.o., dallas, atlanta) have but we're just not using it? WHY DOES EVERYONE INSIST ON LOOKING THE SAME???? (if i see another freaking coogi shirt im gonna scream)
Dont you realize that the name on your shirt does not make you any special that the kid that shops at kmart or gets clothes from goodwill? Wait, correction, that makes you much worse because you have the potential (and aparently resouces) to come up but refuse to put up curtains and pay that first month's installment of cable for your box. You have all the tools right there IN YOUR FACE!! stop being so SCARED and use them!!
-pull up ya friggin pants!
-dont think that the name on your shirt makes you better than others! (unless its your OWN NAME you're not doing ANYTHING)
-move out ya mama's house-pay ya bills on time (bad credit scores can KILL)
-grills......wth!!!!
-stop doing things because ya girls/homies do
-get a good man/girl by ya side-stop cheating (all that stuff comes back around...NO LIE)
-apologize for your mistakes when you KNOW youre wrong
-dont think you have to present yourself in a "un-classy" manner to get his attention. if you have to look at him upside down, you dont need him
-BEWARE of girls that look at you upside down! that stuff is NOT CLEAN!
-use CONDOMS
-respect the mother/father of your child if they ARE DOING RIGHT
-fellas: dont curse in the presence of a woman-women: dont curse in the presence of a man. It makes you look unkempt.
-EVERYBODY STOP SMOKING! IT KILLS!!!!
-if it walks like a duck, talks like a duck, smells like a duck, looks like a duck...PEOPLE ARE GONNA THINK YOU'RE A DUCK! so dont get mad. >>In other words, LADIES: if you walk in the party/club/spot with your stripper fit on and your head is closer to the ground than your feet, dont get mad when dude all on you in a disrespectful manner....you're playing the role FELLAS: if your pants are off ya ass, your t-shirt looks like a night gown and you are throwing up random hand gestures, dont get mad when ol girl tells you she doesnt do thugs.....
Im tired.
of ifs.
realize your potential
i only say this because i love ya'll
the end.
♥ the cool geniius kid
I guess Im treading through alcohol because that's all ive been hearing lately. If, if, if... Im so friggin tired of hearing people give excuses for not getting up and acting its driving me crazy. I'm having another Pharrell moment where I'm seeing in color while everyone is still stuck in black and white, saying "if". I wish everyone would STOP MAKING EXCUSES and realize their own potential. STOP being AFRAID to step out and do something different. TAKE A NOSE DIVE out of the box! HURRY before fear, pity, worry, and ifs pull you back into darkness. I see the light. Its been blaring me in the face for a LONG time. And i see you in the light, so why are you still running back intot the dark? I have the tools, I'm giving you the RIGHT ADVICE. So why does it take for someone else to say/do what i say for you to realize its potential greatness?? IF you even decide to act then.
I have begun to realize why i was so adamant about leaving shreveport two years ago. ALL THESE IFS!! How can a city with so much potential and so many resources be so stuck in neutral? Why doesnt anyone realize that here IN SHREVEPORT we have everything that other major cities (n.o., dallas, atlanta) have but we're just not using it? WHY DOES EVERYONE INSIST ON LOOKING THE SAME???? (if i see another freaking coogi shirt im gonna scream)
Dont you realize that the name on your shirt does not make you any special that the kid that shops at kmart or gets clothes from goodwill? Wait, correction, that makes you much worse because you have the potential (and aparently resouces) to come up but refuse to put up curtains and pay that first month's installment of cable for your box. You have all the tools right there IN YOUR FACE!! stop being so SCARED and use them!!
-pull up ya friggin pants!
-dont think that the name on your shirt makes you better than others! (unless its your OWN NAME you're not doing ANYTHING)
-move out ya mama's house-pay ya bills on time (bad credit scores can KILL)
-grills......wth!!!!
-stop doing things because ya girls/homies do
-get a good man/girl by ya side-stop cheating (all that stuff comes back around...NO LIE)
-apologize for your mistakes when you KNOW youre wrong
-dont think you have to present yourself in a "un-classy" manner to get his attention. if you have to look at him upside down, you dont need him
-BEWARE of girls that look at you upside down! that stuff is NOT CLEAN!
-use CONDOMS
-respect the mother/father of your child if they ARE DOING RIGHT
-fellas: dont curse in the presence of a woman-women: dont curse in the presence of a man. It makes you look unkempt.
-EVERYBODY STOP SMOKING! IT KILLS!!!!
-if it walks like a duck, talks like a duck, smells like a duck, looks like a duck...PEOPLE ARE GONNA THINK YOU'RE A DUCK! so dont get mad. >>In other words, LADIES: if you walk in the party/club/spot with your stripper fit on and your head is closer to the ground than your feet, dont get mad when dude all on you in a disrespectful manner....you're playing the role FELLAS: if your pants are off ya ass, your t-shirt looks like a night gown and you are throwing up random hand gestures, dont get mad when ol girl tells you she doesnt do thugs.....
Im tired.
of ifs.
realize your potential
i only say this because i love ya'll
the end.
♥ the cool geniius kid
Monday, April 21, 2008
Kicking Back
Well, my good pal Travonte wrote this note giving the ladies an inside look into the mind of men. My gift to him is to return the favor…I hope I do this right…
1. Girls are extremely obvious when it comes to displaying emotion. The over-friendly hugs and tendency to touch on you a lot is just a side effect. We’re sorry; its something we can’t control. You’re just gonna have to deal with it.
2. Girls for the most part go WAY out of the way to look like we aren’t interested. Some succeed. Most don’t.
3. I have to agree with Travonte…smiling at us has the same effect. (and smiling does mean that teeth are visible; the smirk isn’t gonna cut it)
4. A lot of girls like to play hard to get. Don’t be an idiot. PLAY ALONG. But if she blantly comes out and tells you she’s not interested, back off. We don’t want any arrests for stalking.
5. Girls have the horrid habit of talking about ex boyfriends. We don’t do this to annoy. Its our secret way of telling you what NOT to do.
6. If you’re interested in a girl and she talks about a particular ex more than what is necessary (generally he comes up in every conversation you have) that means she’s not over him! But if its occasional mention of multiple ex’s see #5
7. When a girl likes you, she may tell you a lot…in MANY different ways. This kinds refers to #1.
8. When we say “You know what? Nevermind…” we really don’t mean any harm. Usually we were on the verge of saying something extremely irrevelant and it truly isn’t worth your worry. Sorry for the resulting stress caused by that.
9. If a girl opens up to you about her problems things can be tricky. Some girls want advice which requires listening and comprehensive skills. On the other hand, other girls just want to air out some frustrations; you may or may not have to pay close attention.
10. When a girl is ranting (this involves loud tones/yelling) about her day at school or people she works with, listen and AGREE WITH EVERYTHING. This is her just cooling off. Later, after she is calm (and not near any sharp objects), make her aware of any wrongdoings on her part.
11. Girls like to hear your opinion. Tells us what you think when we ask questions. We always know when you’re telling us what you think we want to hear. That nakes us angry.
12. When being teased or tickled or picked up or anything of the sort, girls whine and squeal, often resembling the noise of small pigs. Sorry again…it’s the estrogen.
13. We like it when you say we’re beautiful.
14. Don’t assume girls are not checking you out when you’re checking us out. We may not be looking at the same areas, but…wait, I am so lying: WE DO! Lol
15. We often have fits about little insignificant things and take them out on you or do something random in response to them. Honestly, we’re not mad at you, we just need someone to “get mad at” that we know will forgive us. PLEASE FORGIVE US!
16. If a girl does something stupid in front of a guy, it causes an emotional breakdown (no…really. It does). Tripping over a crack in the sidewalk will almost bring us to tears. If you think we’re feeling insecure about a dumb moment that’s a key moment for a hug or kind word brownie points count fellas!!!
17. If a girl gives off the façade (yes façade) that she’s ok after a stupid moment, don’t believe it. She’s freaking out…refer to #16.
18. Pleas believe as much as you’re talking about her, she’s talking about you. When you meet her friends/relatives and they say “I’ve heard so much about you” they’re not lying. They’re probably sick of you already and you’ve just met. But don’t worry, they’ll forgive you for our giddiness.
19. When a girl asks you to leave her alone. She doesn’t mean it. You could probably walk out of the room, count to 10, and walk back in with everything alright. HOWEVER, if she is angry and says “You know what? Nevermind…” you should be afraid. That means she is mad at YOU. Time to start apologizing.
20. Don’t apologize without knowing what you’re apologizing for. That will get you put UNDER the doghouse.
21. When you believe you have done something to anger a girl, ask what it is. Being informed is better than being ignorant to the slap coming your way. Refer to #20.
22. The only reason why we object to you saying we’re beautiful is because we’re surprised. Many of us have high self-esteem, but that is SELF esteem. Ain’t nobody telling us nothing. We want to hear it, so just repeat it once more…PLEASE……
23. When a girl looks at you longer than a few seconds, don’t get weirded out. We’re either admiring or thinking about you or making a memory of how cute you are.
24. If you wake up and a girl is watching you sleep. Don’t spazz out. We like the way you look……#23
25. Many girls have deep, deep, DEEP, dark holes of bad experiences and memories. If we’re telling you something and start to cry, don think you’ve done something wrong. It just means we haven’t completely dealt with the issue at hand.
26. A good time to pay attention to/comfort/hold/(possibly) kiss a girl is when she his crying.
27. Don’t ask for kisses. Take them.
28. Don’t ask for hugs. Take them.
29. We love it when you brush the hair away from our faces.
30. If a girl tells you no or stop, we don’t mean it. But if we’re telling you to stop a sexual act, QUIT. We will press charges.
31. Understand that a girl’s friends are as close as family members. Impressing them is the prelude to impressing her parents.
32. Massages are good.
33. Compliments are necessary.
34. Cuddling is a must.
35. When we ask to wear your clothes, don’t freak out. We just like the feeling of being consumed in clothes (and your clothes smell like you….). Wearing tight jeans is a pain!
36. If a girl wears no makeup and sweats around you. She REALLY likes you. The fact that she has not broken her neck to wake up at the crack of dawn to get pretty says a lot about you. It means she trusts you to accept her and her flaws.
37. And finally: When it’s that time of the month…DON’T FREAK OUT. We don’t want you coming in contact with any body fluid. The most we’ll do is ask you to make a store run (sorry…sometimes you just can’t avoid those). If we call you over we want to cuddle and kiss. You can keep your pelvic area on the other side of the room for all we care. We just like you around.
On that skateboard...GRINDIN' Ghost.
1. Girls are extremely obvious when it comes to displaying emotion. The over-friendly hugs and tendency to touch on you a lot is just a side effect. We’re sorry; its something we can’t control. You’re just gonna have to deal with it.
2. Girls for the most part go WAY out of the way to look like we aren’t interested. Some succeed. Most don’t.
3. I have to agree with Travonte…smiling at us has the same effect. (and smiling does mean that teeth are visible; the smirk isn’t gonna cut it)
4. A lot of girls like to play hard to get. Don’t be an idiot. PLAY ALONG. But if she blantly comes out and tells you she’s not interested, back off. We don’t want any arrests for stalking.
5. Girls have the horrid habit of talking about ex boyfriends. We don’t do this to annoy. Its our secret way of telling you what NOT to do.
6. If you’re interested in a girl and she talks about a particular ex more than what is necessary (generally he comes up in every conversation you have) that means she’s not over him! But if its occasional mention of multiple ex’s see #5
7. When a girl likes you, she may tell you a lot…in MANY different ways. This kinds refers to #1.
8. When we say “You know what? Nevermind…” we really don’t mean any harm. Usually we were on the verge of saying something extremely irrevelant and it truly isn’t worth your worry. Sorry for the resulting stress caused by that.
9. If a girl opens up to you about her problems things can be tricky. Some girls want advice which requires listening and comprehensive skills. On the other hand, other girls just want to air out some frustrations; you may or may not have to pay close attention.
10. When a girl is ranting (this involves loud tones/yelling) about her day at school or people she works with, listen and AGREE WITH EVERYTHING. This is her just cooling off. Later, after she is calm (and not near any sharp objects), make her aware of any wrongdoings on her part.
11. Girls like to hear your opinion. Tells us what you think when we ask questions. We always know when you’re telling us what you think we want to hear. That nakes us angry.
12. When being teased or tickled or picked up or anything of the sort, girls whine and squeal, often resembling the noise of small pigs. Sorry again…it’s the estrogen.
13. We like it when you say we’re beautiful.
14. Don’t assume girls are not checking you out when you’re checking us out. We may not be looking at the same areas, but…wait, I am so lying: WE DO! Lol
15. We often have fits about little insignificant things and take them out on you or do something random in response to them. Honestly, we’re not mad at you, we just need someone to “get mad at” that we know will forgive us. PLEASE FORGIVE US!
16. If a girl does something stupid in front of a guy, it causes an emotional breakdown (no…really. It does). Tripping over a crack in the sidewalk will almost bring us to tears. If you think we’re feeling insecure about a dumb moment that’s a key moment for a hug or kind word brownie points count fellas!!!
17. If a girl gives off the façade (yes façade) that she’s ok after a stupid moment, don’t believe it. She’s freaking out…refer to #16.
18. Pleas believe as much as you’re talking about her, she’s talking about you. When you meet her friends/relatives and they say “I’ve heard so much about you” they’re not lying. They’re probably sick of you already and you’ve just met. But don’t worry, they’ll forgive you for our giddiness.
19. When a girl asks you to leave her alone. She doesn’t mean it. You could probably walk out of the room, count to 10, and walk back in with everything alright. HOWEVER, if she is angry and says “You know what? Nevermind…” you should be afraid. That means she is mad at YOU. Time to start apologizing.
20. Don’t apologize without knowing what you’re apologizing for. That will get you put UNDER the doghouse.
21. When you believe you have done something to anger a girl, ask what it is. Being informed is better than being ignorant to the slap coming your way. Refer to #20.
22. The only reason why we object to you saying we’re beautiful is because we’re surprised. Many of us have high self-esteem, but that is SELF esteem. Ain’t nobody telling us nothing. We want to hear it, so just repeat it once more…PLEASE……
23. When a girl looks at you longer than a few seconds, don’t get weirded out. We’re either admiring or thinking about you or making a memory of how cute you are.
24. If you wake up and a girl is watching you sleep. Don’t spazz out. We like the way you look……#23
25. Many girls have deep, deep, DEEP, dark holes of bad experiences and memories. If we’re telling you something and start to cry, don think you’ve done something wrong. It just means we haven’t completely dealt with the issue at hand.
26. A good time to pay attention to/comfort/hold/(possibly) kiss a girl is when she his crying.
27. Don’t ask for kisses. Take them.
28. Don’t ask for hugs. Take them.
29. We love it when you brush the hair away from our faces.
30. If a girl tells you no or stop, we don’t mean it. But if we’re telling you to stop a sexual act, QUIT. We will press charges.
31. Understand that a girl’s friends are as close as family members. Impressing them is the prelude to impressing her parents.
32. Massages are good.
33. Compliments are necessary.
34. Cuddling is a must.
35. When we ask to wear your clothes, don’t freak out. We just like the feeling of being consumed in clothes (and your clothes smell like you….). Wearing tight jeans is a pain!
36. If a girl wears no makeup and sweats around you. She REALLY likes you. The fact that she has not broken her neck to wake up at the crack of dawn to get pretty says a lot about you. It means she trusts you to accept her and her flaws.
37. And finally: When it’s that time of the month…DON’T FREAK OUT. We don’t want you coming in contact with any body fluid. The most we’ll do is ask you to make a store run (sorry…sometimes you just can’t avoid those). If we call you over we want to cuddle and kiss. You can keep your pelvic area on the other side of the room for all we care. We just like you around.
On that skateboard...GRINDIN' Ghost.
Saturday, April 19, 2008
Nappy Roots article
I was fortunate to meet 5 of the COOLEST guys coming out of Bowling Green, Kentucky...yeah, I'm talking about Nappy Roots. I wrote an article about them for my school newspaper. ENJOY!
What do you get when you mix two suburbans, a DJ, 7 guys, 2 dancers, a GPS system, and a couch? A really great tour! This past Wednesday I was able to get a passenger seat ride into the lives of touring artists. Platinum recording, Grammy nominated rap group Nappy Roots are making their way across the US promoting their upcoming album The Humdinger (in stores August 5) and made a stop in Jackson to reunite with a few friends and do a show. You may remember the group from their catchy country-infused debut single “Aw Naw” or the even more memorable “Po’ Folks” from the album Watermelon, Chicken, and Grits. The album went on to sell over a million copies and they quickly followed up with their second album Wooden Leather, which spawned the single “Round the Globe”, but label politics and the departure of one of its members, led to what became a 4 year hiatus.
Since then they’ve released an internet-only album, started an independent label (Nappy Roots Entertainment Group), and are preparing to release their long-awaited third album. The first single is the infectious “Good Day”, a feel-good record with a catchy chorus. Nappy Roots performed this and other new selections from the upcoming album this past Wednesday at Hal and Mal’s along with special guest Kamikaze, who also promoted the event. Nappy Roots treated Jackson to the type of live show that made them darlings of the music industry a few years ago. On the campus visit here at Millsaps in the Student Center, Big V said this record is a departure from what people know Nappy Roots to be “everybody knows us for the country thing, on this record we’re going to show some maturity”. Other songs on the album include “Flex”, “No Static”, and “Small Town” all of which are available for your listening pleasure on their MySpace page (www.myspace.com/nappyrootsmusic).
My two day “mini-tour” with the group confirms what they say in their songs; they truly are down-home “country boys”, enjoying good laughs and good food. Running around Jackson and Cleveland, Mississippi, giving interviews, and having meet and greets didn’t seem to phase them (other than the occasional yawn, of course). No matter how hectic the day or how mixed up the schedule became, the group was always smiling and in good spirits; doing everything with a distinctive swagger and charm that can only be chalked up to their country upbringing.
What do you get when you mix two suburbans, a DJ, 7 guys, 2 dancers, a GPS system, and a couch? A really great tour! This past Wednesday I was able to get a passenger seat ride into the lives of touring artists. Platinum recording, Grammy nominated rap group Nappy Roots are making their way across the US promoting their upcoming album The Humdinger (in stores August 5) and made a stop in Jackson to reunite with a few friends and do a show. You may remember the group from their catchy country-infused debut single “Aw Naw” or the even more memorable “Po’ Folks” from the album Watermelon, Chicken, and Grits. The album went on to sell over a million copies and they quickly followed up with their second album Wooden Leather, which spawned the single “Round the Globe”, but label politics and the departure of one of its members, led to what became a 4 year hiatus.
Since then they’ve released an internet-only album, started an independent label (Nappy Roots Entertainment Group), and are preparing to release their long-awaited third album. The first single is the infectious “Good Day”, a feel-good record with a catchy chorus. Nappy Roots performed this and other new selections from the upcoming album this past Wednesday at Hal and Mal’s along with special guest Kamikaze, who also promoted the event. Nappy Roots treated Jackson to the type of live show that made them darlings of the music industry a few years ago. On the campus visit here at Millsaps in the Student Center, Big V said this record is a departure from what people know Nappy Roots to be “everybody knows us for the country thing, on this record we’re going to show some maturity”. Other songs on the album include “Flex”, “No Static”, and “Small Town” all of which are available for your listening pleasure on their MySpace page (www.myspace.com/nappyrootsmusic).
My two day “mini-tour” with the group confirms what they say in their songs; they truly are down-home “country boys”, enjoying good laughs and good food. Running around Jackson and Cleveland, Mississippi, giving interviews, and having meet and greets didn’t seem to phase them (other than the occasional yawn, of course). No matter how hectic the day or how mixed up the schedule became, the group was always smiling and in good spirits; doing everything with a distinctive swagger and charm that can only be chalked up to their country upbringing.
Saturday, February 23, 2008
Comprehension Lesson No. 1
I love how people are so quick to comment about racially "stimulating" coments of others without actually taking a minute and letting what they said marinate.
For example, in an interview, Lupe Fiasco said
racisim is necessary.
Now folks getting all heated saying he racist against his own race and all that jazz. BUT if they would LISTEN and maybe COMPREHEND what he man said, they'd see that racisim is basically inevitable, and there's not much we can do about it.
But maybe you have better comprehension skills than others. Take time out to check the link and decide for yourself.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FvsfvQT21Oo
On the hunt for a skateboard; I'm on my grind.
Ghost
For example, in an interview, Lupe Fiasco said
racisim is necessary.
Now folks getting all heated saying he racist against his own race and all that jazz. BUT if they would LISTEN and maybe COMPREHEND what he man said, they'd see that racisim is basically inevitable, and there's not much we can do about it.
But maybe you have better comprehension skills than others. Take time out to check the link and decide for yourself.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FvsfvQT21Oo
On the hunt for a skateboard; I'm on my grind.
Ghost
Thursday, February 21, 2008
Thinking Season
Today it's raining.
Rain makes me think.
So I'm thinking (in the computer lab) about all the random events that go on in my little world. Pharrell Williams's In My Mind is the soundtrack (:gasp: yes i took a mini break from Lupe) and chill is the mode.
At the moment, the main thing sticking out in my brain is how people work overtime to live up to some standard they have set up for themselves. Whether it be one of pure innocence or one of comeplete toughness, the kids are always working to uphold some paradigm they believe truly embodies them. Ha. That's really funny.
But of course, I am the one to anaylze myself, so I sit and wonder do I have some random idea of myself i want to force on the minds of others? I mean, I am always the kid rolling around with Jimmy (ipod) in my ears, Larry (notebook) on my back, crazy hair (i've decided to go natural), and if we're lucky i'm wearing something other than a sweater and jeans. Honestly, I always just get up and roll out the door without thinking TOO hard about what may come across to others when they look at me. I know I don't fit the stereotype my physical person sends out and that's generally where my self-analyzation ends.
I'm not the type to portray this model of excellent innonence. I will tell you in a hot second i've disappointed people and tripped and made mistakes. I'm all about growth and learning, forgiving, and all things that fall into that category. However, I am not the type to have this hard exterior, working to have the world fear me (which is probably why i dance down the sidewalks on sunny days); but i do demand respect. I dont want anyone to mistake my kindness for weakness, but I'm not some random bully either. I guess in a way i dont place myself in a box. I dont like boxes. I think i'd rather a yellow bubble that smells like the indside of Hollister (even tho the smell gives you a headache after a while). But the point of this blog is me pondering why some work so hard to uphold an image.
Being who you are is great; its your personality, something you cannot change. I'm not saying change who you are, but at the same time stop living a lie! If you're not super innoncent I doubt many people care. Faults and mistakes are what make us all human. Stop working on being angellic before it's time.
Rain makes me think.
So I'm thinking (in the computer lab) about all the random events that go on in my little world. Pharrell Williams's In My Mind is the soundtrack (:gasp: yes i took a mini break from Lupe) and chill is the mode.
At the moment, the main thing sticking out in my brain is how people work overtime to live up to some standard they have set up for themselves. Whether it be one of pure innocence or one of comeplete toughness, the kids are always working to uphold some paradigm they believe truly embodies them. Ha. That's really funny.
But of course, I am the one to anaylze myself, so I sit and wonder do I have some random idea of myself i want to force on the minds of others? I mean, I am always the kid rolling around with Jimmy (ipod) in my ears, Larry (notebook) on my back, crazy hair (i've decided to go natural), and if we're lucky i'm wearing something other than a sweater and jeans. Honestly, I always just get up and roll out the door without thinking TOO hard about what may come across to others when they look at me. I know I don't fit the stereotype my physical person sends out and that's generally where my self-analyzation ends.
I'm not the type to portray this model of excellent innonence. I will tell you in a hot second i've disappointed people and tripped and made mistakes. I'm all about growth and learning, forgiving, and all things that fall into that category. However, I am not the type to have this hard exterior, working to have the world fear me (which is probably why i dance down the sidewalks on sunny days); but i do demand respect. I dont want anyone to mistake my kindness for weakness, but I'm not some random bully either. I guess in a way i dont place myself in a box. I dont like boxes. I think i'd rather a yellow bubble that smells like the indside of Hollister (even tho the smell gives you a headache after a while). But the point of this blog is me pondering why some work so hard to uphold an image.
Being who you are is great; its your personality, something you cannot change. I'm not saying change who you are, but at the same time stop living a lie! If you're not super innoncent I doubt many people care. Faults and mistakes are what make us all human. Stop working on being angellic before it's time.
Thursday, January 17, 2008
Significant Nobody
Today is one of those days where I'm just feeling BLAH. Nothing it wrong physically or mentally, I hope; however, I feel like I'm missing SOMETHING. I suppose being back into the grind that accompanies me being in school has got me a little "shocked" because I'm a good distance away from close friends. But at the same time I don't think its even them that I'm craving for...
I'm having one of my really girly baby moments when I "desire" a significant somebody in my life. Not just some guy I see on the weekends or hang out with, but a truly special person, atleast love-wise. I think this was all brought on by me listening to Alicia Keys today...she is really good at expressing some "sad moments" and one of those moments just happened to be about wanting a teenage love affiar, or remembering it, or something to that effect. And i was like OHMIGAWD she is so right!
Because if you've experienced it, that teenage love is better than anything you've ever experienced in life. I would say its better than having a child, but since I have yet to experience that, i'll hold off a few years.
So she got me thinking about my ex's and whatnot. But specifically my first boyfriend and first love and first everything...And even tho it is close to 5 years after the fact, I'm still sitting here getting slight nostalgic. And it's irking me because no matter how much I wish I know I will never get to experience that again.
But anyway, I wrote a poem talking about that last year...here it goes:
I used to love him.
Maybe a little part of me
still does. The harder I scrub,
the more difficult it becomes to wash him away from my memory.
Maybe I’ll use bleach next time.
Separation from a love
is hard to deal with, especially
when you feel there is no other
you can relate to.
Talking to friends is good an all;
I know they’ll have my back
if I slip and fall
along the way,
but I don’t want a kiss from my best friend
I want one from that man, or the
one before him, or the one before him, depending
on my mood.
Watching lovers love in public:
kiss, hug, and all that stuff
has got me feeling sick. Love-sick.
Like Ne-Yo “I’m so sick of love songs”
but the radio won’t stop playing.
It keeps getting louder,
blasting in my ears
making my heart cower
in a corner
between pity and defeat,
(being looked down on by loneliness) while the happy
Lovers stroll in front of me.
So, what am I
supposed to do
when al I can think of is you?
Well,…him, or the other him, or the
other, other him.
He still has
a hold on me that
I can’t shake
which is partially due to me be being
too naive
because I believed
breaking up signified the end.
But here I am reminiscing
“baby when I used to love you”
holding on to the last
shred of us as the wind of time
pulls it away
and pushes it far behind
me. And I feel better;
the sun’s a little brighter and the
clouds a little puffier
until I see the
lovers again
loving in public
holding hands, making plans
and I’m back feeling sick,
sitting with pity, defeat
and “Mr. Lonely”
until the next Mr. Right Now
comes along and rescues me.
...and I'm still waiting, probably will be waiting for a while...man this sucks.
Smooches...
I'm having one of my really girly baby moments when I "desire" a significant somebody in my life. Not just some guy I see on the weekends or hang out with, but a truly special person, atleast love-wise. I think this was all brought on by me listening to Alicia Keys today...she is really good at expressing some "sad moments" and one of those moments just happened to be about wanting a teenage love affiar, or remembering it, or something to that effect. And i was like OHMIGAWD she is so right!
Because if you've experienced it, that teenage love is better than anything you've ever experienced in life. I would say its better than having a child, but since I have yet to experience that, i'll hold off a few years.
So she got me thinking about my ex's and whatnot. But specifically my first boyfriend and first love and first everything...And even tho it is close to 5 years after the fact, I'm still sitting here getting slight nostalgic. And it's irking me because no matter how much I wish I know I will never get to experience that again.
But anyway, I wrote a poem talking about that last year...here it goes:
I used to love him.
Maybe a little part of me
still does. The harder I scrub,
the more difficult it becomes to wash him away from my memory.
Maybe I’ll use bleach next time.
Separation from a love
is hard to deal with, especially
when you feel there is no other
you can relate to.
Talking to friends is good an all;
I know they’ll have my back
if I slip and fall
along the way,
but I don’t want a kiss from my best friend
I want one from that man, or the
one before him, or the one before him, depending
on my mood.
Watching lovers love in public:
kiss, hug, and all that stuff
has got me feeling sick. Love-sick.
Like Ne-Yo “I’m so sick of love songs”
but the radio won’t stop playing.
It keeps getting louder,
blasting in my ears
making my heart cower
in a corner
between pity and defeat,
(being looked down on by loneliness) while the happy
Lovers stroll in front of me.
So, what am I
supposed to do
when al I can think of is you?
Well,…him, or the other him, or the
other, other him.
He still has
a hold on me that
I can’t shake
which is partially due to me be being
too naive
because I believed
breaking up signified the end.
But here I am reminiscing
“baby when I used to love you”
holding on to the last
shred of us as the wind of time
pulls it away
and pushes it far behind
me. And I feel better;
the sun’s a little brighter and the
clouds a little puffier
until I see the
lovers again
loving in public
holding hands, making plans
and I’m back feeling sick,
sitting with pity, defeat
and “Mr. Lonely”
until the next Mr. Right Now
comes along and rescues me.
...and I'm still waiting, probably will be waiting for a while...man this sucks.
Smooches...
Monday, January 14, 2008
So there will be a break until the next web-isode of The Dumb and the Intellecutal because this writer is taking a break. (yes, classes have resumed)
But since I'm here I should say a bit. Maybe more than a bit. It just depends on how long-winded I'm feeling today.
Sometimes I think bad habits are inherited...or maybe passed on through nurture. Why such a scientific approach at someone's bad habits?? Well, I'm a biology major, SO THERE! But yes, I definitely believe that bad habits (as well as good I suppose) are passed on through nurture if nothing else. The reasoin why I bring this up is because of random events of the weekend that occur in the lives of those I care about.
Sometimes (really most of the time) I am extremely grateful for my mother because of how she raised me and because of the type of person she is. I have never known for her to blame another for any of my wrong-doings NO MATTER how right she felt I was. I have never known for her to wrongly attack any friends, relatives, associates, etc of mine because of something that went down among us...NO MATTER how dramatic it was. I guess my mother is one of the MATURE and RESPONSIBLE adults you hear about but never see. And I can say that my friends have parents like my mommy.
I know this is random rambling but there is a method behind my madness. This past weekend I had a friend get chewed out by a relative of hers becuase of somthing dumb her cousin did. In all actuality, her aunt should have been talking to our other friend about what happened, but I suppose she felt she was better off attacking someone that REALLY wasn't involved. Or whatever her reasoning I am very disappointed in her. It really hurts/angers me to be a witness to such immaturity because I feel that as an adult, and PARENT she should be the bigger person or atleast discuss the situation with other PARENTS....but whatever...if it floats your boat....
But on to greater things...IT'S 2008 and i believe that this will be the year for me to step out and do what i need to do with my life and with my career. I have a lot of ideas in my head and I believe this is the time for me to get them out of my head, on paper, and into action!! So stay tuned folks...this may be the best season yet!!!
But since I'm here I should say a bit. Maybe more than a bit. It just depends on how long-winded I'm feeling today.
Sometimes I think bad habits are inherited...or maybe passed on through nurture. Why such a scientific approach at someone's bad habits?? Well, I'm a biology major, SO THERE! But yes, I definitely believe that bad habits (as well as good I suppose) are passed on through nurture if nothing else. The reasoin why I bring this up is because of random events of the weekend that occur in the lives of those I care about.
Sometimes (really most of the time) I am extremely grateful for my mother because of how she raised me and because of the type of person she is. I have never known for her to blame another for any of my wrong-doings NO MATTER how right she felt I was. I have never known for her to wrongly attack any friends, relatives, associates, etc of mine because of something that went down among us...NO MATTER how dramatic it was. I guess my mother is one of the MATURE and RESPONSIBLE adults you hear about but never see. And I can say that my friends have parents like my mommy.
I know this is random rambling but there is a method behind my madness. This past weekend I had a friend get chewed out by a relative of hers becuase of somthing dumb her cousin did. In all actuality, her aunt should have been talking to our other friend about what happened, but I suppose she felt she was better off attacking someone that REALLY wasn't involved. Or whatever her reasoning I am very disappointed in her. It really hurts/angers me to be a witness to such immaturity because I feel that as an adult, and PARENT she should be the bigger person or atleast discuss the situation with other PARENTS....but whatever...if it floats your boat....
But on to greater things...IT'S 2008 and i believe that this will be the year for me to step out and do what i need to do with my life and with my career. I have a lot of ideas in my head and I believe this is the time for me to get them out of my head, on paper, and into action!! So stay tuned folks...this may be the best season yet!!!
Saturday, January 5, 2008
The Dumb and the Intellecutals: A story
Sometimes the actions of others makes me wonder if I am the only sane person around (well…I know my mama and my best friend are sane but still). Better yet, maybe I am one of the few MATURE and INTELLIGENT people in my age range.
Wonder why I am so irritated at the moment? Well kids, pull out the blankets, here comes a story:
Disclaimer: The characters in this story are fiction; names have been changed to protect the innocent (and the not-so-innocent)
I have this friend, Pinky. She’s a college student like me and we have a lot of similar traits (she thinks completely out of the box also). She’s ultra gorgeous and all the guys want her (for sex and sometimes not). Well…Pinky met this guy. A musician. His stage name was Blakk. Obviously he raps. She had heard about Blakk’s ex-girlfriend Tian and how she was a little “loose” and jealous and what have you. Well, Pinky is the type of gal that likes to form her own opinions about others so she took note of what she heard about Blakk and Tian and went on to get to know him.
They started dating and Pinky asked Blakk about his relationship with Tian. He said that Tian was obsessed with him and that he wasn’t interested in her and all that other stuff…
Pinky later finds that Blakk is still messing around with Tian and what’s even more disturbing is that he was abusive to both Tian and another girlfriend Wanda. Pinky noticed his controlling tendencies and how he liked to accuse her of cheating so she decided she needed to distance herself from Blakk. In the process of learning about Tian and Wanda, they all become friends, especially Tian and Pinky. Tian tells Pinky about how she and Blakk had been together for so long that she wasn’t sure she could get out of the relationship (yes, Tian and Blakk were still “together” despite what Blakk told Pinky). But Pinky, being the good-natured gal she is says that she will support Tian in her efforts to leave Blakk for good.
Things were going quite well until Tian admitted she was being pulled back into the grips of Blakk. Pinky did her best to support but she noticed Tian was coming to her with more “incidents” occurring between her and Blakk.
Pinky didn’t know what to do. I mean, there’s only so much she can do, right??
Well...folks the story does continue. Stay tuned! in a few days i shall continue the tale of Pinky, Blakk, Tian, Wanda, and God knows who else in THE DUMB AND THE INTELLECUTAL.
Wonder why I am so irritated at the moment? Well kids, pull out the blankets, here comes a story:
Disclaimer: The characters in this story are fiction; names have been changed to protect the innocent (and the not-so-innocent)
I have this friend, Pinky. She’s a college student like me and we have a lot of similar traits (she thinks completely out of the box also). She’s ultra gorgeous and all the guys want her (for sex and sometimes not). Well…Pinky met this guy. A musician. His stage name was Blakk. Obviously he raps. She had heard about Blakk’s ex-girlfriend Tian and how she was a little “loose” and jealous and what have you. Well, Pinky is the type of gal that likes to form her own opinions about others so she took note of what she heard about Blakk and Tian and went on to get to know him.
They started dating and Pinky asked Blakk about his relationship with Tian. He said that Tian was obsessed with him and that he wasn’t interested in her and all that other stuff…
Pinky later finds that Blakk is still messing around with Tian and what’s even more disturbing is that he was abusive to both Tian and another girlfriend Wanda. Pinky noticed his controlling tendencies and how he liked to accuse her of cheating so she decided she needed to distance herself from Blakk. In the process of learning about Tian and Wanda, they all become friends, especially Tian and Pinky. Tian tells Pinky about how she and Blakk had been together for so long that she wasn’t sure she could get out of the relationship (yes, Tian and Blakk were still “together” despite what Blakk told Pinky). But Pinky, being the good-natured gal she is says that she will support Tian in her efforts to leave Blakk for good.
Things were going quite well until Tian admitted she was being pulled back into the grips of Blakk. Pinky did her best to support but she noticed Tian was coming to her with more “incidents” occurring between her and Blakk.
Pinky didn’t know what to do. I mean, there’s only so much she can do, right??
Well...folks the story does continue. Stay tuned! in a few days i shall continue the tale of Pinky, Blakk, Tian, Wanda, and God knows who else in THE DUMB AND THE INTELLECUTAL.
And 2morrow
Today is filled with anger
Fueled with hidden hate
Scared of being outcast
Afraid of common fate
Today is built on tragedies
which no one wants 2 face
Nightmares 2 humanities
and morally disgraced
Tonight is filled with rage
Violence in the air
Children bred with ruthlessness
Because no one at home cares
Tonight I lay my head down
But the pressure never stops
gnawing at my sanity
content when I am dropped
But 2morrow I c change
A chance to build anew
Built on spirit, intent of heart
and ideals based on truth
And 2morrow I wake with second wind
And strong because of pride
2 know I fought with all my heart 2 keep my dream alive
--Tupac Shakur
Disclaimer: I love Tupac any and everything he's ever done (ESPECIALLY HIS POETRY) so there will be quite a few mentionings of him or really just his poems posted up everywhere.
Fueled with hidden hate
Scared of being outcast
Afraid of common fate
Today is built on tragedies
which no one wants 2 face
Nightmares 2 humanities
and morally disgraced
Tonight is filled with rage
Violence in the air
Children bred with ruthlessness
Because no one at home cares
Tonight I lay my head down
But the pressure never stops
gnawing at my sanity
content when I am dropped
But 2morrow I c change
A chance to build anew
Built on spirit, intent of heart
and ideals based on truth
And 2morrow I wake with second wind
And strong because of pride
2 know I fought with all my heart 2 keep my dream alive
--Tupac Shakur
Disclaimer: I love Tupac any and everything he's ever done (ESPECIALLY HIS POETRY) so there will be quite a few mentionings of him or really just his poems posted up everywhere.
UNiiTELLiiGiiBLE GENiiUS??
I know this is the most RANDOM name for a blog but i thought it had a pretty nice ring...so there it is! Basically my purpose for this blog is just to get out a little frustration that i have in a positive way. It appears that every time i THINK i'm sitting on my "happy cloud" something dramatic occurs and i'm back in some bull...(isnt everybody tho??). SO to prevent me using my newly-learned martial arts skill against my opressors, i've decided to type it out on the keyboard of my trusty dusty toshiba notebook, Larry (yes, i named my laptop...i have a habit of naming everything).
And i have a habit of of rambling...somewhat and maybe that's the reason for me calling this blog unintelligible. but whatever, i just like the ring of it especially based on the fact that my screen name is TRUGENiiUS. Anywho if you like what you read feel free to let me know, hit me up, i have no life outside of school so i'm pretty much gonna be online regardless.
♥SMOOCHES♥
GENiiUS
And i have a habit of of rambling...somewhat and maybe that's the reason for me calling this blog unintelligible. but whatever, i just like the ring of it especially based on the fact that my screen name is TRUGENiiUS. Anywho if you like what you read feel free to let me know, hit me up, i have no life outside of school so i'm pretty much gonna be online regardless.
♥SMOOCHES♥
GENiiUS
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