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Get off the bandwagon pimpin!

I LOVE MUSIC!!! I'm not sure if I have made that clear but music has played a major part of my life. I'm still a musician at heart and can not wait until the day when I play my cello again. Needless to say that is not what this post is about. You ever have this conversation with a friend or someone you thought was a friend? Person A: Yooooo, Artist x is my new favorite artist!! Person B: Really?? He isn't your favorite I have been listening to Artist X since is first album!!! Person A: Oh, well I just heard his new single on the radio and have been listening to his songs all day! They're dope!! I'm really feeling them!! Artist X is my new favorite. Person B: *mumbles to self* I hate these bandwagon fans man!! Person A: -___- So, someone explain to me why Person A isn't allowed to like artist X? Is it really a big of a deal to be EXCLUSIVE! Yes, I have been ride or die for some people does that mean when someone else hops on the metaphorical "bandwa...

To whom it mat concern:

Dear 'thief in the night': There are times where I don't think about you ever and then there are days when I just can't stop thinking about what you did to me! It's unfair that you are able to have this power of me after so long. There are certain times when I'm triggered and can't explain this to anyway. I feel alone and isolated because of this experience. I am trying to forgive but it seems that every step I take forward, I end up taking 7 more backwards. I hope that one day I can regain that love for myself that you stole away from me. I just want you to know that unfortunately you're not forgotten!

"Where were you before?"

In light of the Troy Davis "execution" today I have been thrown into thought. I have heard a lot of people belittled for just now joining the fight to grant this man Clemency. What? Why? OK, so there are some (myself included) who were not enlightened about the case until recently. Does that make them any less committed. I should feel ashamed that I wasn't aware of this issue until later on. That, to me, just doesn't seem right. I wonder if during the Civil Rights movement were the earlier activists looking down on those who joined the fight later? Or if the the volunteers who weren't able to help in New Orleans immediately, in light of Hurricane Katrina, were belittled for coming down a year later? Or maybe the protestors of the Vietnam War who added their voices later on were shunned by those who were against the war from the beginning. I would hope the answer to those questions are no! It shouldn't matter when you join the fight but that you're there...

Daddy's Little Girl

If anybody knows me they know that my relationship with my father didn't begin until I was in college. My sisters and I grew up with our father until I was 5 yaers old. So I have always known who my father was. When my mother decided to take a job in Los Angeles I became separated from my father. I'm still not sure why but we didn't speak much. He made the decision that we needed to be with our mother; which was fine but he didn't need to be so MIA. I am not here to bash my father. It took some time, conversations with my Pastor, and lots of prayers but our relationship is growing. Mostly I realized that my father didn't owe me anything. Yes, he is my father but what did he really owe me? Should he have been there? Yes. Were there better ways to handle situations? Of Course. Does that mean I have to hold a grudge against him? No. It took me a while to get to that point of understanding but I'm here now. Now, I'm able to communicate with him because I was ...

ARE YOU READY FOR SOME FOOTBALL?

I know I am!!! I have been on edge during this lockout!! Had me over thinking there wasn't going to be a season this year! The hell is wrong with people? Lucky for the NFL they worked out their differences and there will be football! So thanks to my beloved friend Branden I think that I start doing some weekly posts about the games I get to watch (and maybe those I didn't get to watch.) After I do some more research and I will express some of feelings on all the trades that have been made. I'm still just excited about the season starting!

How is that any of your business?

Yesterday on my way to work my mother was listening to NPR on the radio. I usually don't have a problem with NPR but yesterday's topic worked every nerve in my entire body. No, they weren't talking about the debt crisis, or public education, or the war, or the economy, or any of the other millions of issues America is facing right now...they were discussing Marc Anthony and JLo getting divorced! o__O Say What?!?!?! Yes, ladies and gentlemen the topic was the divorce of an entertainment couple! I have always wondered why the world makes these personal/private issues their business! Now, I understand that once you move into that realm a majority of your life becomes public (a reason why I don't think I could ever be about that life!) If JLO and Anthony decided amongst the two of them that marriage was not working for them then that should be between them. The women on the radio were first in shock that they even decided to get divorced (which is funny given the divorce ra...

Men are from Mars Women are from Venus

That's the clever saying expressing how worlds apart men and women are. Now I'm not about to sit here and pretend that women are confusing. Because damn it we are! We're emotional, moody, sensitive, and a slue of other things. I can admit that. I have caught myself on numerous occasions over-thinking and over-analyzing EVERYTHING about life. Only to realize that I have done nothing but make myself nauseous. With all of that being said men KILL ME acting as if they are not complicated. Really? Really though? BUT Really though?? Let's be real. You all are just as confused, if not more so at times , than us! Here is what I mean...you all will go through chutes and ladders, rings of fire, moats, and other dangerous adventures just to get in contact with a female. Once contact has been made and mutual interest has been established you just....poof! Disa-freaking-ppear!! Now I'm patient and understand life happens! I mean I live it..ya dig?! But don't get my hopes al...