Tuesday, January 30, 2007

Nanita

So Im just going to sit here and write something
anything
maybe something funny
maybe something about my honey (How sweet he is)

Maybe something cuz Im feeling blue
Maybe something true
Maybe something even YOU - could understand

I thought about my girl - NaNita today
I dont know what to say to her sometimes
I dont know what to say to her now-a-days
we are so far away from each other
(even though we are in the same city - she may even be up the street from me - I think)
but Im talking about - we are far...............................away..................from.................... each other
further then we have ever been
dont know how this much distance has grown - between friends

I remember when we were in high school: I was good and she was bad (and sometimes vice versa) - I dont know how those moments seem so perfect to me -
Does anybody here know about "The Cranberries" - well just about every song - on every album from that group could have been a theme song to one of our adventures on any given day. And there were others - like when we (two cool ass black girls) discovered Green Day...
Dont know how I became so interested in punk-rock, at an early age. Going to a predominantly black (middle-class) school.

A year ahead of me
In age
and in school
so she left me and went to college - (VSU)
and a year later I followed
and there we were all over again - experiencing new freedoms together

Our first semester is full of stories (include the one of seeing the UFO -LOL)

2nd semester
on my own again
something didnt work out here
she left
I became somebody - on my own...

Back again
we always bounce back again
(I mean Im trying to wrap up more than 10 years in a few paragraphs - maybe you'll never get it)

That was then - This is now
Nia
Come out - COME OUT - where ever you are????!!!!!

And this is for you

Here is my hand
would you like to hold it
Seems like what you're holding on to
keeps slipping from you
I would take that as a sign
but you know me
I take
everything as a sign

I wish I had something to say
but recently
you dont like what I have to say
so Im silent

I got something I want to ask you
Where are you going?
I keep watching you spinning around
and Im getting quite tired of this
(and dizzy)
No more euphorisms
Just real life
from now on

(Incomplete)

I'll be praying for you...

Tuesday, January 16, 2007

Imprecation

Imprecation means to curse or to invoke evil upon someone
(Please forgive me, I'm building my vocubulary through dictionary.com word of the day)

So, I want to talk about my enemies or maybe your enemies too. How much do we need them vs. How much do we want them. In the entertainment world its marketable to have an enemy (or beef) with someone. I suppose it seems very competive.

Feb 13.
When I started this blog (its been on ice or in draft mode waiting for me to publish)...
Anyhow, when I started this blog - I said (to myself) wouldnt it be nice to write a blog using all these new vocabulary words Im being sent daily to my email address (via dictionary.com).
This was not a realistic goal -
#1 - do you know how many words their are in the REAL dictionary...?
I dont have enough sentences.
So unfortunately for you I will be learning new words on my own.
2nd reason it was not a realistic goal is because - I dont have THAT much to talk about. If I had an experience or story for every word out there - SOMEBODY should be paying me.

So I gave it up and left this blog incomplete (for about 3 weeks)
But today I come back to this blog with the full intention of allowing it to reach its full potential and hopefully you will learn something new (the vocabulary word) along the way

Friday, January 05, 2007

Going Blind

Disclaimer: Im a Leo and we tend to make a BIG (freaking) deal out of everything (and I mean - Everything)

So.... Here it goes:

I have to wear glasses now (as of a few weeks ago)
If only you could hear my voice everytime I repeat this phrase. I'm in mere shock that all these years (my whole life) I've gone with out them only to HAVE TO -
NO wait -
NEED TO- where glasses, for driving purposes... I mean I literally cant see good.
I hope I'm not going blind?
All those years (And months) of looking at the computer screen in the dark, the bad glare- (I dispise you now).
All those years (And months) of watching TV on a small screen, straining my eyes - they cant take it any more.
I want to know NOW - if I qualify for Lasic surger - (dont you feel a sense of perfection here)

Okay - That's all I want to say about the subject, No more pressure to write blog(s) for entertainment purposes. Just me - sharing a small piece of my world/life/journal - with You
Bye for now

P.S. I just remembered something so funny (yet clever of me) - I used to end my blogs with a question or maybe P.S. - Just now I ended it like a person talking to itself and there was nothing more to discuss, thus it ended the conversation

No excuses.....

Is being busy really a good excuse for not doing what I love to do? (write)
Not really - So I want to respond (and apologize) to Stacy Jones who asked me a very important question - "Why dont I update more regularly?"

Hmm... (literally scatching my head)

I guess I lack the skill of multi-tasking, which I use to be so good at. I also feel like I suffer from a mild case of Adult A.D.D. - I just cant stop jumping from one task to the next.

I would like to you to picture sitting room - which currently consist of: My computer and computer desk; loveseat and chase, small end table, chester drawers, pictures and bamboo. There is a part of my floor, in my sitting room that is especially dedicated to my piles of papers - which are to be filed, looked through, re-evaluated, completed or paid (if it happens to be a bill) or just maybe I dont know what I want to do with it - so its best I keep it before me until I figure it out. This space on my floor in my sitting room has duplicated itself in my office, where I now have pile(s) or boxes of un-sorted papers that I hide under my desk.

This is a very annoying and embarrasing disease of mines (being disorganized) and what makes it worst is that my boyfriend is ssssssssssssssooooooooooooooooooo - freakin organized sometimes I feel like he comes around to inspect my disorganization with a white glove and fines me for every shoe thats out of place - OKAY - Okay Im exagerating... but he is pretty organized and Stacy this is really a long excuse/answer for I've just been plain busy.

Also, There were some occassion when I would start some pieces/writings (in my head, while driving home) only to get to the computer and not remember the purpose of why I wanted to share the material to the public in the first place.

I think writing a blog has gotten to be a bit demanding - You almost feel obligated to write something "worth reading" when before I would write from my heart OR write while venting and it felt good - so good...
Now I sit at my computer as if I needed to write a pilot for Larry King or Jerry Seinfeld (sorrie, I just so happen to think that they are very funny - Have you ever seen Curb your Enthusasim?).
Anyhow - That's my long and lame explaination - I hope you will accept my apology. I would say that I will try to do better - but I hate making those kind of promises. (But I will try to do better - okay)