What The Hair?!?!

Chy is white and she didn’t cut her hair

*Side note before initial note* I find that I cannot listen to music whilst writing. Devastation.

I recently cut my hair. It’s a drastic cut for me but a safe cut for others, I guess, I’m just assuming here, there is no scientific poll data. Anyhoo, I cut my hair to just above my shoulders, I rather like it and think it’s fetching. and I have had some very positive eye glistening feedback thus far. Until today that is. I have had various people ask me why I cut my long lushes locks and my simple reply is “it’s hot” then they proceed to nod their heads and say yeah that’s a good enough reason and then tell me that it looks great. Others have exploded with fantastical joyousness at my new found looks and cheer me exceedingly in the new hair path that I am blazing. Today I received various tones of course negativity.

There was an out cry of rage and disbelief at the shortness of my cranial coverings. I was rebuffed, rebuked, ridiculed. How did I react to such venomous accounts of disdain? I recoiled and and tried to mollify them with my sad sad eyes. No not really, I became defensive and glared at them and said in a very kindergarten way “I felt like it, it’s my hair and its hot”. Did this stop the onslaught? Nope, they kept coming. No matter how hard I pushed back, no matter how nonchalant and shrug-ish I became, the harder and fiercer they strove. Finally I just ignored them and walked away.

Incidentally their noxious words stuck with me and left a bitter taste in my mouth. I was in a crappy mood by the time I left for work. So I began to think on the positive thoughts but yet the negative words shouted even louder.

See, I’m a positive  re enforcer, I thrive on good words and positive reinforcement. The more you tell me that I am doing a good whatever the harder I will work to please you. So one would think that I would also thrive on positive feedback and that would be enough to satiate the negative, so that it would not rear it ugly head and defeat me like a level 150 boss. WRONG. Negative feedback kills my confidence dead. It shrouds the good and spreads its inky darkness to the far reaches of my little short tiny soul.

It took me four hours, remembrances of positive, and this post to accentuate the positive. I love my hair and I love my new cut. That should be all the pep talk I need.

Adieu for now.

i love my hair. i love my hair. i love my hair. i love my hair. i love my hair…………..

I Keep…

I do have a blog here don’t I.

I noticed last night that there are things that I keep doing or forgetting to do. Like this blog for instance I keep forgetting to post something mind blowing-ly insignificant that it touch the hearts an minds of a few.
I keep forgetting that I actually hate popcorn but I delude myself into eating it and then BAM! a husk gets caught on a tooth between the gums in an inconvenient spot that not even a dentist can reach.
I keep meaning to text friends with random nothingness or inconsequential questions just to chat and I keep thinking that I would bother them in their busy lives.
I keep meaning to read these two books that are staring at me: Illusion and Hood oh and the Bible. that makes three
I keep putting off getting my phone fixed in hopes that the Samsung something or other will go down in price.
I keep putting off getting my hair cut because it’s no big secret that it takes me a while to get used to the idea of change. Addendum: I set a date! April 25th

I keep putting off getting my own place because of other people…..and finances. Finance can be mean to me at times. hopefully full-time will help me beat the crap out of finance.
I keep waiting for things to happen instead of making things happen. It’s my life. I’m an adult I should start taking control of it and be an adult.
I keep telling people that I am old-fashioned when I am really progressive and am just to chicken to take the leap of faith.
I keep telling myself that I can quit coffee at anytime. I can! I can stop anytime I want!
I keep a tradition that I want eradicated. Once a year in the theatre I see one crappy movie and that just makes me sad.
I keep trying to convince myself that I am indeed black.

As I sit here enjoying my last Monday off, I leave with this last thought:: is it lunch time yet? because I slept through breakfast.

Happenings

“I’m so lame sometimes, I need to adopt my mother’s habits of shopping for Christmas through out the year”

 

Several things have happened since I last blogged.

*I went to Minnesota for a few days, ate fried cheese curds and enjoyed it, met new people and made awesome memories. I got to spend some quality time with my bestie BJ, I just love her and developed a new found respect for her husband. Honestly I didn’t like him at first and the reason being is that I knew that if she married him I would lose her. She would have to move away and be with him and leave me. selfish? a bit, but she’s my sister and I love her dearly. but I  got to know him better by staying with them and I appreciate him and respect him. he’s a nifty guy.

*I decided that I need to move. It’s time. If I had something (perfect job, meaning bakery) or someone (awesome guy, meaning a guy who is awesome enough to stay for because there is hope) I would stay and hope that in the near and not to distant future the both of us (bakery/guy) would push on somewhere else. I’m determined to move overseas one day. I would love to live in a coastal region of Italy or Greece. Visit Japan for a little while, vacation in the stateside and definitely go back to Quebec and go skiing. I’m not the type of person when they get the itch to move they jump up and *poof* gone. I think things over and analyze and try to talk myself out of it. moving is big and should not be, you know, jumped into.

*I joined spotify. that is all.

*I decided to finish my book. it’s time.

* Had a revelation at church. ministry opportunities keep cropping up for me. I have been asked  to go help plant a church among other things. But what really kicked it was while I was talking to my friend who is interviewing to go on the mission field with her husband.  I have been bucking against mission work since I was a kid. I the very word makes me cringe. I thought that to go on the mission field would be the worse kind of fate. But for a long time now the thought of mission work and the opportunities to do so have been everywhere. I have been forcing myself to  NOT accept it. A friend asked me how I felt about  it and I was not all the way honest with him. the very thought of being sent away for that scares the crap out of me. It’s not the thought of leaving, it’s the thought of failing God. not being bold enough to do or say what God wants me to. God has something amazing that He wants to do and I want to be apart of it. I don’t want glory or fame I just want to do. but I’m afraid that I might not be strong enough and disappoint God. the very thought of it makes my break and weep

*I “danced” at church. I am rhythmically challenged. I inherited my father’s genes . I try but I can’t move that coordinated. I teach not do. this past weekend I watched one of y friends boldly dance with my family. I was slightly jealous. that is all that I have to say on the matter.

* speaking of last weekend, I hosted my first ever christmas shin dig. it was awesome. I didn’t have a thousand people roaming through my house but the few that came set it off and I was pleased beyond measure. I feel that I shall host other events like this in the future. however…I might wait until I have my own space.

* I’m in love with…..William-Sonoma. everyone knows this. if not everyone needs to know this. and they should by me things from this place, especially stuff from my registry. I don’t have one yet but believe you me, I will have one.

* I have some of the coolest friends, no lie. and they know who they are because they are on my priority list.  a few who are: jy, bj, sisfam, nb,ch, cc…and a few others

*I love my family. this isn’t a happening it is a fact. deal with it.

* another fact, I created this list at work with my boss sitting next to me and he was cool with it. neat boss, just saying.  however I do not abuse the niceness

*current happening: it’s christmas time and well I wish I had a menorah to express my background. In the future I would like to celebrate Hanukkah and christmas.

* fact: it’s lunch time so, to all of readers have a grand day!

What the HELL!?!?!

“Why is it a fact that if you are not dating then you are gay?”

I was at work today talking to my co-workers during lunch. They are all older then me and married. Well one is younger and she’s dating someone but anyway, they were talking about my lifestyle or the lack there of.  I was informed that when I went off to school I came back wild, wicked and wayward. Really?!?! I dont think I changed. Well I made a physical change, I got my nose pierced. Big whoop! that makes me wild. Then I was grilled about my friends, who I see and why I am not dating. I told them that I am not looking to chase down no man; he can chase me so I ain’t lookin. That did it! they all chimed in that I liked girls over guys and was asked half a dozen times if I did. I told them that I like men and that I would prefer NOT to be “hooked up” by them. I walked away from them quite pissed off, at the fact that they all assumed I was gay when they all have known me for over five years! I have never encountered the issue of my sexual persuasion but I was knocked over by that assumption. I do not need to date a man just so that others can know I’m straight, that’s the wrong reason to date. I am at the age where I’m not going to waste my time dating every tom, dick, and harry just so that my co-workers can be assured that i am not gay. I digress, the point I am trying to vent is that just cause I aint with a men does not mean I am with a woman! How do you jump to that, why can’t you assume that I am dating and am trying to hide or that  I just want to be single right now. why do I have to be gay for your mind to be put at ease as to why I am not dating?

 

Confession

It’s been a bijillion years since I have written on here. well…not that long but it has been longer than a quick minute. Recently I stated talking to some ladies, some I know personally others not so much, but we are all grown ups and well sometimes we need an out let. and we talk about whatever is on our hearts or whatever is just pissing off that day. It really os freeing talking to these women. we encourage, rant with and applaud each other. it’s a bash free zone. today I am going to share something that I just had to write down and share with those beautiful women.

 

Confession: it’s hard for me to acknowledge my self-worth after allowing a short string of men I chose to let in my life teach me otherwise. I understand im worth more but its hard not to give into self-pity and doubt. I back down when I should stand up and apologize when I should stand by what I’ve said. I think I’ve gotten sympathy invites cause I don’t think I’m worth the time like im an after thought. I don’t complain or bitch about things a lot for fear of driving people away so I keep it in. some days I’m just so upset cause I feel like I have no one to rant to cause I don’t want to be viewed as a complainer. My parents did NOT raise me like this. They always told me I was worth more than rare jewels. But I’ve allowed trash to screw that up. I’ve made mistakes that I’m ashamed of in order to please the men who treated me like crap. Now I cant seem to get out of this rut. I’m special im worth more than rare precious jewels, believing it like I did when I was younger, now that’s the hard part.

This little blurb opened the door for the ladies to pour out their hearts and encourage each other. it was a beautiful discussion, one I cannot divulge but know this, it was an honor to share with those ladies and its a pleasure to share with you my dear readers  {if I have any left that is :-) }

wow…so this is public

I keep assuming things. expecting people to live up top whatever is in my mind and I know that’s not possible.  I have no reason at least no logical one to think that anyone should live up to my standards. this whole line of thought comes from an interaction I had with a friend today. for some reason I have gotten to the point of expectation with him and that right was not given to me. I lost my place and he might or might not have noticed it. he probably did since he so dang smart. I mean he is just one of those people who seem to know everything and when he talks its like knowledge just seeps from him. I know it’s not right to be jealous but I am just a  little bit anyway. So back to this nifty guy that I have taken the right to assume; well today he told me that he needed me to leave so that he could work and I took offense. I did not have the right to do so but I did. then I tried to push him into doing what counter to what he needed from me to do. I wanted my way and I assumed that if I pushed just enough I could get my way but a third of the way through the conversation I realized what I was doing so I stopped but the damage had been done. I had vexed this good man’s soul all because I wanted to be contrary.  I don’t know its like im pushing for somebody to tell me that im a bad friend. I digress, he tried to shift he conversation when it seemed like I hadn’t moved on so I kinda went with it like I hadn’t but I had because I saw what I was doing like I said he’s a smart man so he probably saw straight though me, which is why we are such good friends, why I love him . then whilst I was walking away I tried to broach the subject again and I thought I saw brief sadness on his face and the thought of causing him pain doesn’t sit well with me. He and others tell me im such a great person or good friend I should strive to be what I project onto others. I need to truly be that better friend that my friends are to me. well this was über public but its something I was kinda thinking about while having dinner with some pastors and missionaries tonight. they are such great inspirations, godly people who give rather than take. I need to be more like that i need to give more, be godlike love  more take less. that is all.

p.s. i am editing this while listening to Summertime

p.p.s. this was written last night but my computer froze so hence the reason it is being posted today

well…

 

It’s been a long while since I have written anything on here and that’s shameful. I keep putting it off thinking that I need some epic reason to write. I don’t really have an epic reason, I just felt like I should. I’m also thinking about picking up the old pen and paper and start back with the whole poetry short story thing since it has been an extremely long time since I have written anything of the like. the last poem I wrote was for my day the day before his funeral. I havent had the inspiration fairy drop by to given me a nugget of ideas. but I have had some random thoughts lately some I can share here, some I think it would be best if  kept to myself, so that I can keep the friends that I have attained. Even tho they may not see this post it still would not be wise. Okay so back to those thoughts…here are a few in a handy dandy listy thingamajigger

1. I’m short, but when someone who is shorter than me walks past me I feel really tall (this does not include children since some ten year olds are taller than me, makes me kinda sad)

2. I like my new roommate, she’s an alright girl

3. My bestest friend in the entire world is getting married this weekend and I can’t make it to the wedding. I suck at life.

4. I’m sometimes a bad friend. I should have tried to be there for her, she is practically my sister

5. I’m thinking about Hershey Pennsylvania yes…yes I am

6. Speaking of states, for some reason without even speaking it a dear friend of mine is trying to sublimely suggest south carolina. (oh I saw that click on the state map today sir oh yes I did)

7. I need to learn how to be alone

8. I really should call my cousin, i miss her

9. I just nearly read through a whole trilogy in less than two weeks. I devour books. I should slow down

10. I got my nose pierced that mess hurt like $&^#&@

11. I quit a job and that was the hardest ting for me to do.

12. I really wish babies (under 25) and old guys(over 32) would stop trying to talk to me. Maybe I’m vain or conceited to think that some of these guys are interested in me, but I’m not interested in anybody that I have to mold and shape into the man I wish him to be(my opinion and mine alone, not trying to offend) or be ruled by a man who thinks he’s my dad. I desire a man who already knows who he is and where he is going without my guidance. If he asked for my suggestion than yeah I’ll give it but he should  have a general idea in place . I could go on but then…it’s just better that I don’t

13. Because I’m fond of uneven numbers I shall end with this one : my dog is going to be a humongous beast. she’s twelve weeks and weighs about fifteen pounds or more and she’s getting bigger everyday. she ain’t no puppy anymore.

 

I have other thoughts but as stated above I’d rather keep my friends. They don’t need to know what’s really on my mind anyway. At least not at this particular moment. I doubt I’d lose any as a friend but the friendships will definitely shift, a good shift probably but somethings are just not my place to say them no matter what people say.

30 Day Song Challenge

It’s the end of the 30 Day Song Challenge and here is my complete list with some thoughts thrown in here and there. Enjoy!


day 01 – your favorite song ~ Glenn Lewis: Beautiful Eyes

-This is a song from the mid to late nineties. my brother had this cd and I fell in love with Glenn Lewis. For a short while I made this my theme song on myspace and it was my title for the page

day 02 – your least favorite song~ Rebecca Black: Friday

-I detest this song with a passion enough said. My opinion, you ain’t gotta like it.


day 03 – a song that makes you happy~ Myron Butler & Levi: Set Me Free; J. Moss: Jump, Jump

- I had tons of choices to choose from, well because music in general makes me happy. If it’s got a good beat and meaning behind it then I’m a happy little girl. but these songs make me happy because my kids from H.O.P so wanted to make a dance out these two songs. Unfortunately I was not so compliant. Either way these two make me happy (yes I know I’m supposed to choose 1)
day 04 – a song that makes you sad~ I want to see Jesus

-This is the song that my pastor sang at my dad’s funeral. It was my dad’s favorite song so it was fitting to sing it there, but from now on this song will always make me cry
day 05 – a song that reminds you of someone~Brooke Fraser: Deciphering Me

-So this song reminds me of my friend Joseph. Here’s why; He introduced me to Brooke Fraser’s music, also for some reason we tend to spend a lot of time talking outside, in parking lots and lastly because he see’s me when I try to hide and put on this facade that everything is ok. He saw through my toughness when I was going through some pretty rough stuff and we weren’t as close of friends as we are now(he told me this a couple of months ago ). He’s also the only person that I have wanted to consciously or unconsciously figure out and get to know.So yeah this song reminds me of him.
day 06 – a song that reminds you of somewhere~Hine Ma Tov

-Oddly enough this song reminds me of Montreal, Canada. Weird right? I remember singing this song, on the bus to the Montreal train station, to some friends to prove to them that I knew a song in Hebrew.  So whenever I sing/hum this song I think of the Canada trip in `98
day 07 – a song that reminds you of a certain event~ The Crests: Sixteen Candles

-So on this song, I was turning 16 and my family felt that I needed to have my “first” dance. However, my dad was not a dancer and he was not going to dance with me which now, I kinda regret that I didn’t push for my dad to dance with me that night. I will not have the chance to dance with him ever again. Am I sad about that? Yeah. Anywho, My second oldest brother danced with me instead and that was sweet of him. He even went out to find the music for my party(he and his wife hosted the party actually). I’m quite fond of him for dancing with me (I’m fond of all my brothers I love them all the same(that’s pure truth)). Therefore this song reminds me of my sweet 16 and dancing with that brother of mine.
day 08 – a song that you know all the words to~ Billie Holiday: Pennies From Heaven

-There are a lot of songs that I know the words to. I just recently figured this out. But this one particular song, is my ultimate favorite jazz song that Billie Holiday sings. A lot of people through the years have sung this song but I love Ms. Holiday’s voice. she has this amazingly raspy voice that just fits this song. I have this song on a cd in my car right now and when I travel up down the lonely highways, I turn this song on, roll down my windows and sing with Billie Holiday (awkwardly hoping that when I come to a stop light that whomever is next to me might just hear me)
day 09 – a song that you can dance to~ Willow Smith: Whip My Hair

-I am not that much of a dancer, kinda dance illiterate. But I have bunches of hair that is whip-able. And yes I can move awkwardly around like I am dancing, but not that many people get to see that. for their good I don’t really dance I might hurt myself or someone
day 10 – a song that makes you fall asleep~Beethoven: Moonlight Sonata

-Yeah so I LOVE classical music. That is all
day 11 – a song from your favorite band~The Civil Wars: To Whom It May Concern, I’ve Got This Friend

-This band is my current favorite. I was introduced to them by my bestie and then I started my own personal campaign to enlighten the world to all that is The Civil Wars. Just about every song I have listened to that is sung by them is my favorite. Some not so much but hey on several they hit it out of the park. I just might post two songs
day 12 – a song from a band you hate~Justin Bieber: Baby

-I’m not so sure that one person is considered a band, but I’m not really concerned about that. I do not care about Bieber and that is just a personal preference. If I offend, then I am sorry. Not really
day 13 – a song that is a guilty pleasure~John Legend: Dont you worry about a thing

-I listen to John Legend. a lot. and not many ppl like him but I really like his voice. and then sometimes the songs irritate but that’s another story . yeah this is my guilty pleasure song. I could have chosen P.D.A. but then I would have offended some. oh well
day 14 – a song that no one would expect you to love~ Michael Jackson: I’m Bad

-I have no other reason, other than that I like this song. oh and it makes me smile
day 15 – a song that describes you

-As I thought it would be, this was a rather difficult task. A few people had different ideas as to which song best described me. I think it’s Somewhere Over the Rainbow as sung by Ella Fitzgerald or Little Bitty Pretty One by Thurston Harris. Michelle Ma Belle by the Beatles was suggested by my SISFAM. Or Cooler Than Me by Mike Posner.Or maybe even KT Tunsell’s Suddenly I See. My other bestie voted for Independent by Lil Phat. King of Anything by Sara Barallies.  I still have no clue so I think I will go with all of them. Yep that’s what Imma do and I think I’m able to since its me we are describing here. And the Charlie Brown’s Peanut’s Song, Tal Bachman’s She So High.

day 16 – a song that you used to love but now hate~ You Dont Know My Name: Alicia Keys

- I used to sing this all the time until one day I noticed that I was annoyed with the talking part of the song. From there I was just annoyed with the song. when I hear the opening beat I turn the station without hesitation.
day 17 – a song that you hear often on the radio~Owl City: Fireflies

-I like this song and know almost all the words, mainly I just hum along but…when the radio is on, I hear this song, even at work.
day 18 – a song that you wish you heard on the radio~Corrine Bailey Rae: Call Me When You Get This

-I decided to put this one up since I got slightly confused on FaceyourBook (my word don’t hate). But I like this song and do wish that it was played on the radio. I don’t really know, it could be and I just am not hearing it because I rarely listen to the radio. I have a couple of playlist’s and Pandora. Besides I listen to cd’s in my car. yep.
day 19 – a song from your favorite album~Alicia Keys: Un-Thinkable(I’m Ready)//Brooklyn Tabernacle Choir:Days of Elijah

-Can I just say that this a really nifty song. and my only question is….Does she go out to him?

-I really love B.T.C., we listened to this choir for almost forever and we would sing their songs at church. this song I have always wanted to sing, maybe I will someday
day 20 – a song that you listen to when you’re angry~Skillet: Its Not Me It’s You

-I don’t listen to music when I am angry I tend to seclude myself and write or rant about whatever has me upset to someone to get it out. I figured that if I did listen to music whilst in angst I would probably listen to Skillet or something similar
day 21 – a song that you listen to when you’re happy~ 21:03 : You

-I generally listen to music when happy but I really like music that has dance-ability. yep this song has that potential as well as The Fox by  Nickle Creek, Mundian to Bach Ke by the Punjabi DJ
day 22 – a song that you listen to when you’re sad~Carrie Underwood: Just a dream

-This song is pure sadness, tears and sorrow. now I am sad and crying with a headache
day 23 – a song that you want to play at your wedding~Pachelbel’s Canon in D

-Because I’m a classy kinda girl. I would love fr this to be played for the wedding party to walk into the church or outside wherever the ceremony will be held I would like the guys and gals to walk down to this and the little ones too.
day 24 – a song that you want to play at your funeral~It is well with my soul

-This song is sad yet beautiful and the occasion of my funeral will be sad but the idea of my soul being at peace, rejoicing and praising my heavenly Father and walking with Jesus and my dad and those that have gone before me and after me in Heaven is beautiful(feels slightly morbid but that’s ok the idea of death used to scare me but it hasn’t in a long while)
day 25 – a song that makes you laugh~Ho Ho Hosanna

-Unless you have your emotions on lock down there is no way to sing this song without getting ticked. I mean really you’re saying, ho ho, ha ha, he he…you’re gonna laugh
day 26 – a song that you can play on an instrument~Beethoven: Fur Elise

-At one point in time I could play the entire movement not anymore I haven’t practiced on the piano in years and believe me it’s just like riding a bike if you stay off of it for years you will fall over
day 27 – a song that you wish you could play~Nickel Creek: Pastures New

-This song I listen to on the way home most of the time and it’s just beautiful and quiet. Dangerous to listen to since it’s so peaceful, it can lead to sleepiness. beautiful all the same
day 28 – a song that makes you feel guilty~Bess Rogers: I would Never

-I have
day 29 – a song from your childhood~I am a Promise I am a possibility

-I had to sing this song at my kindergarten graduation and because I loved to sing this song I would ask to sing it at church all the time until my parents told me no more. tis my fave childhood song and shall forever be.
day 30 – your favorite song at this time last year~Anberlin: Paper thin Hymn & Brooke Fraser: Arithmetic

-Well I have liked Anberlin for a while now and this was the very first song that I had heard from them. Brooke Fraser I was introduced to her last year and this was and is one of my favorites of her’s and probably will always be

So yeah thanks for joining me in this adventure of music its been great. and now back to my regular blogging schedule!

Ugh! So confused

“I really don’t get your problem”

So you’ve been hurt before, a girl broke your heart so now your gun-shy, skittish around the girl who is cool and sweet and really likes you? Really? that makes sense, No. she’s been hurt before several times but she’s still willing to go out on that crazy limb and like you back. what the heck?!?

I know about being hurt and not being able to trust, I know about emotional baggage. I carried mine for a few years, until it became to heavy to bear and I just let it go. it was tough but hey, that mess will hinder you from seeing the person that is for you. and not just seeing but it will stunt your ability to care and love that special someone. you’ll always think that he or she has something to hide or that they might leave you at any given moment. when all they want is you and you are giving them your bags. I didn’t date the entire time I carried my bags *thinking of the song “Bag Lady~Erykah Badu”**singing the song now…”Bag Lady you gone hurt your back, dragging all those bags like that”* I might have taken that song out of context but its the one that comes to mind. anyway, my friend really likes this guy and he is a nice guy, not my type but hey this isn’t about me, but for some reason he keeps back peddling. And Oh Oh they keep acting like they are dating yet they aren’t and you wanna know why they aren’t? because He wont take the initiative and ask her out. and she so wants him too but she’s not saying anything either. I don’t know I’m biased on them both its an odd position to be in since they are both my friends and I have known them for the same exact amount of time. on the one hand I want to go up to him and shake him and say look here you dingleberry! she likes you ask her out already! and then I want to shake her and say speak up for your self crazy lady! but then who am I to tell others what to do for themselves *physician heal thyself*. I mean really who asks a girl to come over and then go one to tell her that your get to see this other girl who you think is hot and yet you want my friend to come over and be with you. you go out of your way to ask her this and you do some crap like that?  what the heck is that all about? Guys aren’t supposed to be confusing us girls are. isn’t that how the game is played?

maybe she should say something to him. do guys even care now? is it okay for a girl to tell a guy that she likes him?

A few minutes…

I don’t have a random thought to post up here today

I’m participating in the 30 Day Song Challenge. I wasn’t going to at first because well, I’m musically challenged. I love music. I just am not as acquainted with a various amounts of music which inevitably saddens some of my friends. so anyway since doing this challenge thingy I am starting to review the songs that I have in my playlist. to me I have tons of music, but to a music connoisseur I have a very tiny library. I hope to fix that one day and with the help of others who are willing to expand my music horizons and see pass my in capabilities I will become proficient when it comes to music. once again I love music, I love to dance when no ones looking and to sing at the top of my lungs when the house is empty. I listen to music whilst walking across campus, songs that’ll make me shake my hips, there aren’t any guys here who are worth my time since this is a woman’s university (I feel like this is the 1930′s). there are boys here and nasty minded grounds keepers. I avoid the both. I have some really nice guy friends here but they are just boys. speaking of the boys I am superiorly excited about going out to dinner with my class tonight. It’s the end of the semester and a local restaurant is hosting a small dinner for us. I get to eat crawfish tonight. My experience with crawfish, crawdads, nasty little buggers, is limited to pasta dishes so,yeah, this will be interesting. I have to remember to take my camera with me tonight. Fun. Stuff.

Ooo and some child told the a.m. part of my culinary class that we are going to dinner tonight without them and they got all upset and whatnot. Who does that? How do you call yourself someone’s friend and then rub a private party in their face? Ignorant silly children. SMH!!!!!! I don’t play well with childish behavior, when it comes to work and school relationships. We have to be able to pull off a finals dinner with this class and someone is trying to tear down the fragile walls that already exist??? Amazes me, some people.

Anyway, I digress, I listen to music now to fall asleep(due to current living conditions, this will change in the next week WOOT!), while doing homework, writing blogs or just to relax. Music has become a very real presence in my life. Not that it wasnt before, I come from a musically inclined family. We all love music for some of us its our passion. My siblings and I can sing and play  instruments. Some of us refuse to use our talents but for the rest of us it’s a daily enjoyment. I used to deny or cringe away from anyone suggesting that I play the piano (because of that I can now NOT play. Sadness.) Same with singing, then the pull of being vocal while music was playing became to hard to resist and I now annoy the heck out of my current roommate (is that wrong of me? I try to be considerate). Oh, the one instrument that I have always wanted to play and could not get the logistics down is the drums. According to my youngest older brother I’m “flicted” whatever that means, I know that I am not coordinate enough to play. Then later in middle school, all the “cool kids” (i.e my crush) played the guitar. For a little bit I could play the bass then I put it down to take up dance lessons and began teaching dance classes at church.

Yeah, so through my minutes of rambling I find that….I really don’t have a point to this, or else in all of this nonsense I lost it. Oh well, I shall spend the next few minutes listening to Myron Butler & Levi

Oh I think I remember the whole jist of this rambling minute: because I am participating in the 30 day song challenge thingamajigger, I probably will not be posting as frequently since I will be focusing on that and the last few weeks of the semester. Gotta make them A’s

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