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Please buy my sister's book. (And because I am honest let me put it out there..I have not bought my sisters book because I hate the mail and I called her to say---why in the hell do you not have copies for purchase??) But now that she has informed me I will gladly be purchasing it ONLINE tomorrow-Broke people operate on paydays.
With that said..Please don't be a slacker like me log on and buy this book now!
"soul wide shut" is a compilation of poetics that will take the reader on an expedition through the myriad stages of romantic love; from attraction to interaction, from fighting the feeling to free-falling, from first kisses to being completely intimate, from the joy of exclusivity to the pain of losing everything, and all the emotion-filled beautiful things that can happen in-between. [note: some poems contain profanity.]
AND NOW BACK TO THE HATE....KICK ROCK SUCKAS TOMORROW IS MY BIRTHDAY AND THE HATE IS COMING OUT OF ME FULL STREAM!!!!!!!
If you are anywhere near Loganville HOLLER AT ME...SONY IS THROWING ME A BIRTHDAY BASH
My birthday is in 4 days. What could be better than your birthday, it’s Friday and it’s payday? How bout if my family remembers. 10 to 1 my little brother is the only one who remembers because he thinks we should have cake no matter what the occasion.
I watched the Notebook this weekend-that’s actually a good freakin’ movie. How come none of you suckas told me?
I just re-read my first statement I still think it’s true but I realize I don’t know what the heck 10 to 1 means but I’ve seen it on tv.
If I wake up to an email that says, I hope your day goes well because I love you. It lifts my spirits like never before. So when the duck’s lackeys walk in I am on a high and they are irrelevant.
I found one flaw in my house…here’s a story tell me if you find the flaw. I went to Chic-fil-a, I got a crack shake and some chicken nuggets. I walk in the house go up the first set up stairs when you immediately walk in, take the sharp immediate left and walk up the next set up stairs, hang a right and walk up the next little set, swing the corner and hit the last steps…turn left and go to the last door and go in my room—sit down to enjoy nuggets and the crack shake look down and realize the crack shake is in the car....so much for the crack shake.
If Heroes doesn’t hurry up and come back on I just might lose my freakin’ mind.
Why did the TR text me and say she misses me…her new roommate sucks. Why did I respond…Who is this? OMG I KILL ME.
Why is my favorite commercial the one about text messaging where the mother says who have you been text messaging 50 times a day? And she says.. idk my bff Jill?
Why do I know the whole commercial word for word? And why have I gotten all my friends to fall in love and die laughing at it? Iono..ask my bff’s sucka.
I bet you didn’t know this.. kick rocks verb; what one would do after someone were to tell them to "F@#k Off" and their only recourse would be a non-violent display of frustration. If you do not like my answer then kick rocks.You want me to do what.....kick rocks!If you do not like this phrase, then kick rocks!
Yep it’s in the urban dictionary Kick Rock To that suckas!
Today I just do not feel like me. So fyi-I am alive, I am Blessed, I am here.
I took this quote from Durl's page...because for some reason I feel like this quote today was directed at me. I've heard it a million times but today..I listened.
"Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It is not just in some of us; it is in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others."
By Marianne Williamson from A Return To Love: Reflections on the Principles of A Course in Miracles
This post is brought you by the letters: & as in "WHORE" say it with me children "W-H-O-R-E" Thank you Elmo & Zoe for your assistance. I guess it could be as in Watermelon and Hippo too Gosh.
Okay, so I think I am still vaguely suffering from a small form of writers block. I dunno. Maybe I am just blocking all my thoughts so I don’t have to write…um what? I’m confused. Anyway, I do have a story today, a recant of events. Or whatever you want to call it. Last week I completed the proper paperwork to move from school sponsored housing as well as take the next Semester off due to financial aid issues. (KIC…I wanted to say it so bad but I won’t..aw heck KICK ROCKS FINANCIAL AID!). Okay I am better.
Anyway this week I had no classes because I finished all finals last week so I had a week to really relax and pack and be out by Saturday. Since the information I received from the school indicated the 16th which is when children? Saturday. Very good! Please keep that in mind as there will be a pop quiz later in the story. So-anyway things were going good this week. The T.R was being the T.R but hey—it happens right? So she text me on Tuesday, “hey are you still in Cols?” *Insert what an idiot you saw me making breakfast yesterday here at the apartment look here.* I respond-“who is this?” LMAO I will always send who is this if you never text me. She responds It’s “T.R” let’s protect the dumb ok? So I say, “no I’m in my room I will not be visiting Columbus for some time. What’s up?” T.R. “I need a huge favor, I know that you have access to 420 (the studio upstairs that only students with Semester or less of school have access to but I finagled yes children finagled my way into having an all access pass because I am an engineering assistant. So I say, “yeah.” She replies, “Well I have a project due on Friday I really need your help I have to do voiceovers for this Keep Atlanta Beautiful thing with the Mayor.” So long story short I say cool but I have the equipment at home we can do it there.
So moving Wednesday I am in my room packing my bathroom up and she is in the kitchen with this new girl who we will affectionately call Gay Dude Chick or GDC so I’m packing and she walks in and says oh you’re packing. I said yeah I want to be out by Friday because I will be leaving for an early birthday trip to New Orleans. She says, “No, Bitch you need to be out by Tomorrow because that’s what my paper says.” (Remember she’s an RA so she gets a list. Oh yeah side note---she uses the term “Bitch” in an affectionate manner which I hate because..I do.not.like.her.) POP QUIZ TIME! What did the note say that I received from HER BOSS? Anyone..yes you there in the back--- speak up? Yes, the 16th you are correct!!! So I say, “no problem.” Thus ending our conversation and she walks out with GDC goes in her room and turns on the “I’m bout to hit something tonight cd” I was like hmmmm. Dare I assume? No need moaning starts. She has sank to an entirely new level. But hey at least we know she has crossover appeal. LMAO.
So Thursday I go to Sony for my internship hit work for a little while with the Ducks agent (gotta love the flexibility) then I head home to pack beating all rush hour(s) traffic. Take that suckas! As I am taking a box to my car in comes my T.R and GDC who heads right for my T.R’s room…*whatever* so the T.R. comes in with her paper can I do the voiceover now. Now at this moment Good Me is on my left side saying—help her this is her grade. But Consistently Inconsistent me is on the right side and wins the battle saying—“ Na shawty I can’t somebody told me I had to be out by today. Good luck with that tho.” A couple of my guy friends throw my tv and clothes in the back of their car I throw 2 fingers 2 the wind drop the gate key, house key, and mail box key down sign my release form and high step out like a champ…
Lately I have been suffering from a serious case of writers block. I can’t write anything. In fact I can’t even jot down thoughts for this blog. So I decided to go with some randomness today..
My entire post is about.. Blogs I Check Out (you know that link on the right side of my page)
Concrete Loop—I am so addicted to this site, although I do hope that one day if I am fortunate enough to make it on this site I don’t find myself in the H.A.M (Hot A&*Mess) category.
D-Nice—this guy is one of my favorite artist of all times. I think he defines the “Renaissance Man,” he raps, dj’s, and through his blog I discovered he is an amazing photographer. I see a lot thru his eyes and from his work.
DeepNThought-Another site that I find myself addicted to and lingering around just to see what she might say next. Secretly I read her blog far before I actually had a blog. My favorite posts are those in which she calls, “Journal Entries-Just putting it out there” Because she does in fact--put it out there and I admire that.
Durl-I found his blog through, “That Girl Tam” and when I read it I thought, was an amazingly in love individual. I also find it interesting to read the male perspective at times. It’s not always the woman who hurts.
Hip & Pop-it’s just an addiction no deep story there .
Honey Libra-She came to my page and read my thoughts and I thought—wow someone read my page. I should go and do the same. And then I was mesmerized by the giant eye on her page lol. It’s like it was looking at me but not looking at me. Thinking what I was thinking but not thinking what I was thinking. Saying what I was saying but not saying anything. LOL From that-I decided I love her thoughts.
Infinite Ink-Another blog I read long before I had a blog, I find her to be the, “Renaissance Women,” and her photography is amazing. Plus she loves Heroes just as I love Heroes and without Heroes there would be no world worth living in... *sigh*
Just Butterfli-Okay, here’s something funny about her. I stumbled onto her page and I have nooo idea how. Then I read her page and her mythological talk (lol) about the plantation and I realized wait a damn minute..we work for the same DUCK! WTF? Then I commented on her page and I realized wait a damn minute..I know HER. Then I text her-and she told me her name and I discovered wait another damn minute!!!!!! Before I moved to ATL and transferred to the Duck’s lackeys I sat two rows from her. For years I sat right by her and never knew how amazing she was. DAMN IT. I guess it just wasn’t our time. But now it is and she is stuck with me Kick rocks and suck it up!
Just me Writing-She visited my page, and I returned the favor. And as I read her page I thought hey she’s cute and quirky. I like reading her page. It’s like my morning pick me up. So I read it and laugh or read it and learn..and there’s nothing you guys can do about it. So there.
Mr. Slish-Secretly I find him amazing. Publically I must hate at all cost because he told me to live in an alley when I was looking for a place to stay and he told me that my name for that dude sucked! So I continue to hate and again there is nothing you can do about it. So there! FYI in the midst of the hate I find him to be very intelligent, a wonderful story teller, and his profile pic aint to shabby at all. But..I am still hatin!
Paula D-She should have a column. I swear she cracks me the hell up. I don’t know what it is but she really makes me laugh. I think it may be her blatant honesty—she defines “Keepin’ it real son”
Tantrum—um she posted on my page, it was thoughtful and endearing and then…she disappeared.
TC-First off I love her profile pic. It makes me happy. I don’t know why but how can you look at that pic and not feel a little jazzy? I dunno but that’s what it makes me feel…jazzy suckas! Anyway I think she also commented on my blog and I went to check hers out-and I realize I like her sensitivity and encouragement. She always lifts me up..and in one post she knocked me into reality. That’s that real ish right there. (Yes, I am from the south we will say sentences like That's that..) Anyway, when someone can build you up and remind you when you are off in la la land to.
That Girl Tam-The first blog I ever read, and I am completely addicted. She’s witty and down to earth and I like reading what she’s going to say next. That’s all it aint nothing more to it.
The OE-my new addiction. I love this blog. Keep it real son. (That’s completely a joke in retrospect to the type of blog he has.)
Todd Kelley-the definitive moment when you realize there is someone who loves something just as much if not more than you do…and you are able to look that someone in the eye and applaud the beauty of which it exists. (Some people will never understand the affair that music and I have.)
WyzWmn’s World-Lmao it took me saying that outloud to realize what it was. And I still laugh about that. I like this blog because I receive both entertainment and knowledge. The Bible says if any man is hungry let him eat if any man is thirsty let him drink--I drink from the cup of knowledge that she pours. (Yeah, I'm deep sometimes huh...)
Honorable mention to: Daz for always leaving me a comment even though he doesn't have a blog.
Well folks that’s all…I am done there’s nothing more to say…
Finals are over and I am feeling pretty good about that. Not much to say spent the weekend relaxing. My grandfather was admitted in the hospital he has severe pneumonia. I went to see him briefly. Other than that I’ve been chillin.
I should have been packing this weekend since I move next week but I didn’t instead I pretty much just enjoyed being off. I was going to work on music, I didn’t bother doing that either. Honestly I think I just needed a break.
I plan to just pack slowly this week. I hate packing. But I am glad to be moving. Thank God for the new spot. A lot of people asked—will you be there alone? Yes and no. I got the spot for a great deal under one condition-when my sister or cousin are in town (both are officers in the army) they get to stay with me. Since I agreed to that, they in turn are going to pay me 100.00 a month a piece which technically leaves me paying only $499 a month for a 3 story townhouse in ATL! Whoo hooo shawty!
On Friday, I went to a funeral too. At the last minute my Bishop asked if I could play because the regular organ player was late and they did not want to wait. So I did. Everything was everything. I realized at the funeral, I know a lot about the Bible. Why is that? Sometimes I feel like I am such a sinner such a screw up, but people keep telling me I am blessed, something big is going to happen for me, God has a plan. I guess I just have to sit and wait. Iono, anyway I don’t have much to say!
Guess we’ll see as the week goes on! Have a great week!