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11.1.11

I will be on groupie status in a week!!! I can't wait!! Wale released "Slight Work" ft. Big Sean today! I LOVE!! I'm telling you groupie status!!

Cello..

I think I'm going to marry this man!!!

The Sing Off!!

I LOVE MUSIC!!!! LOVE...LOVE...LOVE...LOVE....LOVE...LOVE...LOVE!!! I don't think I can express that enough! These are some of the reasons why!!

99%...53%...1%....

 Occupy Wall Street has been all over the news and stirring up much controversy. When I first heard about the protest I thought that it would die down within a couple of days. Unfortunately, I think that Americans are fickle and have a short attention span for social movements these days. To my surprise, the movement has not only been sustained but also growing. I'm glad that Americans are standing for what thy believe in. After all the civil unrest that has happened around the world it's about time that Americans, living in the land of the free, fight for they believe in. There is no apparent leader to the Occupy Wall Street movement. Which can be seen as a positive and negative aspect. There are also many different demands coming from the people. The one common amongst all protestors is that they are tired of being mistreated and ignored. Big corporations are running America and things couldn't be worse. I'm still researching the movement but as of right now I ca...

Now you see me, Now you don't

Recently I have been feeling really invisible , not just to other people but to myself. I feel like nobody cares what's going on with me or just check up on me. I end up initiating a lot of contact. Not really a fan of that. It makes me feel like I'm begging for attention. It would just be nice if everyone who "misses" me so much would actually show it. As for being invisible to myself, I feel like I'm suppressing lots of issues. I'm hiding these from myself which has me feeling like I'm searching for me. I guess I'm just feeling vulnerable.

Can you tell me how to get to Seasme Street

A couple of days ago I watched a special about hunger in America. It was really touching because it focused on everyday families who because of this economy have recently hit harder times. They were realizing that healthy eating is a right of the privileged (which seems backwards to me.) The special was sponsored my Sesame Street and many of the accounts were from the perspective of the children. While watching this episode I was reminded of this fantastic poem I came across on youtube which discusses hunger from a young person's perspective. After watching the special and listening to this poem again inspired me to sign up to volunteer at a soup kitchen. Not just for Christmas but regularly. I take so much for granted and I was reminded of that. Hopefully,  I will be granted that opportunity soon.

Say No....to being a Bridezilla

I was granted the chance to see part of Kim Kardashian's wedding! -__- Let me tell you that it was awful! I honestly could care less about their wedding. I'm glad they found each other and hope that have many loving and successful yeas together. No, really I do! I know how divorce affects everyone involved so I would wish that on anyone. With all if that being said I couldn't help but being in a constant state of annoyance the entire 2 hours!! Mostly because of Kim. I can not stand women who claim that a wedding is theirs!!! Really?? There is no groom involved. His voice and special touches don't matter?! Then why are you marrying him? I don't think that I could ever treat my future husband like that. To spend the rest of our lives together and know that I completely excluded him from such a big moment in our lives saddens me. Why would you want to do that to someone? Especially someone you claim to love.

Don't want to let these dream killers kill my dream

What happens when the dream killer is yourself? I have been grappling with my career choice and I have decided that I will not be happy unless I'm working in football (preferably college but I will not turn away a job with the NFL.) While I know this to be true I am forever fighting my dream. After contemplation, reflection, and conversation with God I have concluded that part of this is because I am afraid of failing. I don't want to out myself out there because I'm worried I won't be successful. My friends, my siblings, and my friends all support my decision. They have even given me advice and people to contact and I just can't help but be scared. How do you stop killing your own dreams?