apparentlii he did verii gud in famtasy football todaii. congrats person!
aniiwho its official .... im gttn at least 3 new tattoos before christmas :) i alreadii kno what i want and everything. i jus gtta gt bck on my wrk out and gt bck right so i cn gt thm dne. wht are they?
a purple butterfly
a skeleton key
sme wrds (bet yu cnt guess the wrds) lol. but other than tht. im chilln. mah hunnii cme hme earlii todaii (yay) and brought sme canes (double yay)!! tht made my daii :)
in other news: i was washn dishes and thinkin (while listenin to "Finding Dakota Grey" by Tony Williams) and like a zillion random quotes cme to me. so ill share a couple with yu:
* never lend smethn out tht yu cnt afford to lose
* no man is worth losing yu self respect and morality over
* even the most brutal moments in history were filled with passion
* wlk yur own path ... none of the rest are quite right fr yu aniiwaii.
welp those are my little inspirational tidbits fr the daii. im off to give ViVi a bath.
ltr :)
Showing posts with label criticism. Show all posts
Showing posts with label criticism. Show all posts
Sunday, October 24
Saturday, October 23
.x thank me later
First : i cnt sleep
Second: i added a bunch of new stuff to my blogs appearance. I added some buttons where you cn now email, facebook, twitter, googlebuzz, etc. my post to someone else! it makes it alot easier to share my awesomeness, yur welcome! (im tryn nt to be conceited).
Third, i have alot to write about.
lately ive been acting very out of character. or so i thought. i stopped to think, what does it mean to act out of character? does it mean that you do things that you wouldnt normally do? i decided that this was exactly what it meant. so i chronicled my "out of character" behavior. i decided that it was happening because i was frustrated and tired and i felt like i deserved to not be the bigger person for once in my life. okay. with that being said, i also thought about ways to keep things like this from happening in the future. i decided that i need something more constructive to do with my time. so i got a new journal and i decided that instead of typing my stories (which can take as little as 10/15 minutes to type two pages) im going to handwrite them. this way i have a more intimate relationship with my stories and i have less time. lol.
last night Cecile, Anthony and I went to an Art Show. It was really nice. I honestly didnt think i'd enjoy it as much as i did. But i loved the whole artsy atmosphere. there were two pieces that stuck out to me. one was an orange forest. i loved how the artist used one color in several different shades and hues to create art. i also liked this semi-3D piece that had a bird, a flower, and a vase and it had all different types of music written inside the leaves. idk whii i liked it so much, but i do.
also, the art show had a vagina on the door of the womens bathroom and a penis on the door of the mens bathroom. i like nude art. maybe imma freak, but i think its mostly because i like the open expression. i think im going to put up some nude art work in my house whenever we move into a house (soon hopefully).
well, im good now...
ltr
Second: i added a bunch of new stuff to my blogs appearance. I added some buttons where you cn now email, facebook, twitter, googlebuzz, etc. my post to someone else! it makes it alot easier to share my awesomeness, yur welcome! (im tryn nt to be conceited).
Third, i have alot to write about.
lately ive been acting very out of character. or so i thought. i stopped to think, what does it mean to act out of character? does it mean that you do things that you wouldnt normally do? i decided that this was exactly what it meant. so i chronicled my "out of character" behavior. i decided that it was happening because i was frustrated and tired and i felt like i deserved to not be the bigger person for once in my life. okay. with that being said, i also thought about ways to keep things like this from happening in the future. i decided that i need something more constructive to do with my time. so i got a new journal and i decided that instead of typing my stories (which can take as little as 10/15 minutes to type two pages) im going to handwrite them. this way i have a more intimate relationship with my stories and i have less time. lol.
last night Cecile, Anthony and I went to an Art Show. It was really nice. I honestly didnt think i'd enjoy it as much as i did. But i loved the whole artsy atmosphere. there were two pieces that stuck out to me. one was an orange forest. i loved how the artist used one color in several different shades and hues to create art. i also liked this semi-3D piece that had a bird, a flower, and a vase and it had all different types of music written inside the leaves. idk whii i liked it so much, but i do.
also, the art show had a vagina on the door of the womens bathroom and a penis on the door of the mens bathroom. i like nude art. maybe imma freak, but i think its mostly because i like the open expression. i think im going to put up some nude art work in my house whenever we move into a house (soon hopefully).
well, im good now...
ltr
Tuesday, October 19
.x Lets Talk About
lol, i was thinking bout the salt and peppa song ... i think its really random that spinderella was in the group, like am i too young to remember her contribution to the group? possibly so.
Aniiwho, im sittin in the library watchin these kids act a fool earlii in the morning (its 8:19 am to be exact) and it makes me shake my head in shame.
[note from me :) i hope that everyone who reads this blog reads it from start to finish because i really want alot of my black sistas to lemme know if im right in how i feel or if im waiiiii off target]
if you talk to some people, black women have it hardest in the world. first because we are a minority by being black and then we are a minority by being a woman. so, i can understand how over the years women have inately taken ownership of this "victim or villian" mentality. not to insult your intelligence or anything, i jus wanna explain this.
The Wester's dictionary definition of victim is:
1. a person who suffers from a destructive or injurious action or agency (ex. a victim of an automobile accident.)
2. a person who is deceived or cheated, as by his or her own emotions or ignorance, by the dishonesty of others, or by some impersonal agency (ex. a victim of misplaced confidence; the victim of a swindler; a victim of an optical illusion. )
so, you can see that based on those to definitions, we as black women really dont have any business considering ourselves victims of our circumstances (and by circumstances, i mean being black and a woman).
by the same token, we also dont have to be the villian. most times in society, black women think that if we cant be the damsel in distress then we must be the one causing the distress. this definition (though it doesnt have to be) often times rings true because we feel like we must exact revenge on those who've hurt us or we must hurt the people who could hurt us before they do hurt us. its a sad story honestly. i am speaking from my own personal experience when i say that we as black women need to learn to be free and live. we need to stop letting the societal norms and the possible scrutiny of our "superior (males and whites) peers" put us in places where we feel like we cannot and will not succeed.
why am i saying all this? i think for a long time i suffered from this victim or villian disease. i felt like i was either a victim of my circumstances or a villian because of how i tried to change my circumstances. i have realized i am neither. i am simply a participant in my activities and a co-dictator of my life. i make choices based upon the situation before me. there is no right or wrong choice, there is simply a choice that best fits me and if that choice doesnt suit whoever is on the other side of it well then that is something that they will have to deal with for themselves. that isnt my responsiblity.
on to more relevant news, so the shebeast is up to her usual tactics, but i think its amusing. its funny how when someone knows they're wrong, they will do everything in their power to make you feel bad when in reality they are trying to make themselves feel better. so, since she was on i mission, i stirred her up a little yesterday and she went on and on about pretty much how much of a slut she is. its really sad. i think subconciously soceity has set alot of people up to fail. our society is so sex driven that alot of times people do things that are probably out of character for them all because of sex. maybe its me and im one of the few people that doesnt undersrtand what is so magnificently wonderful about sex that it would make me act out of character, but some people would argue me down that there is power in the respective sex organs. i disagree. i think the power is mental. the power is in the mind of the person who cant love themself enough or respect themself enough to not let sex be a motivator for their promiscuous behavior. but thats just me.
lastly, [i promised i wudnt be long winded todaii {lol}] i want to discuss love. i think love is my favorite topic. love is something that i love to talk about. i love to talk about it because its one of those words that can mean anything and everything you want it to mean. its one of those words that can be the difference between peace and war, happiness and misery, right and wrong. love is so powerful. everything and everyone needs it yet few of us really find up.
my grandparents are among the few, they've been together since they were teenagers and to this day they are sill together. thats real love my friends. thats the kind of love i want. thats the kind of love i have. dont let love be your motivation, but dont let hate stop you either. its a very thin line between love and lust, hate and wantonness. its a line we walk all the time, but one thing i can say is that i love ALWII more than i lust for him.
so be easy bloggees :)
Peace
Aniiwho, im sittin in the library watchin these kids act a fool earlii in the morning (its 8:19 am to be exact) and it makes me shake my head in shame.
[note from me :) i hope that everyone who reads this blog reads it from start to finish because i really want alot of my black sistas to lemme know if im right in how i feel or if im waiiiii off target]
if you talk to some people, black women have it hardest in the world. first because we are a minority by being black and then we are a minority by being a woman. so, i can understand how over the years women have inately taken ownership of this "victim or villian" mentality. not to insult your intelligence or anything, i jus wanna explain this.
The Wester's dictionary definition of victim is:
1. a person who suffers from a destructive or injurious action or agency (ex. a victim of an automobile accident.)
2. a person who is deceived or cheated, as by his or her own emotions or ignorance, by the dishonesty of others, or by some impersonal agency (ex. a victim of misplaced confidence; the victim of a swindler; a victim of an optical illusion. )
so, you can see that based on those to definitions, we as black women really dont have any business considering ourselves victims of our circumstances (and by circumstances, i mean being black and a woman).
by the same token, we also dont have to be the villian. most times in society, black women think that if we cant be the damsel in distress then we must be the one causing the distress. this definition (though it doesnt have to be) often times rings true because we feel like we must exact revenge on those who've hurt us or we must hurt the people who could hurt us before they do hurt us. its a sad story honestly. i am speaking from my own personal experience when i say that we as black women need to learn to be free and live. we need to stop letting the societal norms and the possible scrutiny of our "superior (males and whites) peers" put us in places where we feel like we cannot and will not succeed.
why am i saying all this? i think for a long time i suffered from this victim or villian disease. i felt like i was either a victim of my circumstances or a villian because of how i tried to change my circumstances. i have realized i am neither. i am simply a participant in my activities and a co-dictator of my life. i make choices based upon the situation before me. there is no right or wrong choice, there is simply a choice that best fits me and if that choice doesnt suit whoever is on the other side of it well then that is something that they will have to deal with for themselves. that isnt my responsiblity.
on to more relevant news, so the shebeast is up to her usual tactics, but i think its amusing. its funny how when someone knows they're wrong, they will do everything in their power to make you feel bad when in reality they are trying to make themselves feel better. so, since she was on i mission, i stirred her up a little yesterday and she went on and on about pretty much how much of a slut she is. its really sad. i think subconciously soceity has set alot of people up to fail. our society is so sex driven that alot of times people do things that are probably out of character for them all because of sex. maybe its me and im one of the few people that doesnt undersrtand what is so magnificently wonderful about sex that it would make me act out of character, but some people would argue me down that there is power in the respective sex organs. i disagree. i think the power is mental. the power is in the mind of the person who cant love themself enough or respect themself enough to not let sex be a motivator for their promiscuous behavior. but thats just me.
lastly, [i promised i wudnt be long winded todaii {lol}] i want to discuss love. i think love is my favorite topic. love is something that i love to talk about. i love to talk about it because its one of those words that can mean anything and everything you want it to mean. its one of those words that can be the difference between peace and war, happiness and misery, right and wrong. love is so powerful. everything and everyone needs it yet few of us really find up.
my grandparents are among the few, they've been together since they were teenagers and to this day they are sill together. thats real love my friends. thats the kind of love i want. thats the kind of love i have. dont let love be your motivation, but dont let hate stop you either. its a very thin line between love and lust, hate and wantonness. its a line we walk all the time, but one thing i can say is that i love ALWII more than i lust for him.
so be easy bloggees :)
Peace
Monday, October 18
.x Al jarreau LP
i love Al Jarreau btw.
anii who i wanna watch knocked up but im too lazii to gt up and put it in, so football it is.
so i hve to write a research ppr abt slave narratives an blah blah blah but im extremely unmotivated to do this paper. first of all im tired of talking about slavery like it still affects us. slaverii was over 100 years ago. we (as blk ppl) need to let it go. everythingtht happens to us isnt because of slavery. we wont get restitution. we need to move on and jus do better. secondly my teacher has no vision fr wht he wants. he jus keeps havin terrets moments and blurting out random things we need for this paper. ugh, its quite irratating.
so today i wore alot of pink. it was low key because its breast cancer awareness month and im pro-save-the-ta-tas and the second reason why i hd on alot of pink was because i was feeln super girly. it was kinda an odd feeling.
in other news its monday, the start of anothr week. i finished 2 characters (Marleigh and Branston) but i hve two more to go. i really hve too much goin on and im extremelii undermotivated. okaii i need to stop bloggin and go write.
k bye bloggees :)
anii who i wanna watch knocked up but im too lazii to gt up and put it in, so football it is.
so i hve to write a research ppr abt slave narratives an blah blah blah but im extremely unmotivated to do this paper. first of all im tired of talking about slavery like it still affects us. slaverii was over 100 years ago. we (as blk ppl) need to let it go. everythingtht happens to us isnt because of slavery. we wont get restitution. we need to move on and jus do better. secondly my teacher has no vision fr wht he wants. he jus keeps havin terrets moments and blurting out random things we need for this paper. ugh, its quite irratating.
so today i wore alot of pink. it was low key because its breast cancer awareness month and im pro-save-the-ta-tas and the second reason why i hd on alot of pink was because i was feeln super girly. it was kinda an odd feeling.
in other news its monday, the start of anothr week. i finished 2 characters (Marleigh and Branston) but i hve two more to go. i really hve too much goin on and im extremelii undermotivated. okaii i need to stop bloggin and go write.
k bye bloggees :)
Sunday, September 26
.x Little Rascals
smetmes i wonder what life is all about. is it to get to the end and have been the best person you could possibly be? or is it to live yur life as happily as we cn. is our life even for us to live? man my brain hurts wen i hve these cul-de-sac thoughts.
in other news, senioritis has hit me hard already and i havent even turned in my application for graduation. lol. but its such a surreal feeling to me that im graduating in less than a year. i knew i could do it but yeah idk.
latelii ive been writing like crazii. my creativr writing tchr the leprechaun, lol, has really sparked my love for writing again.
i dnt think people realize jus how cathartic writing is. it like relaxes me. it makes me feel invincible because in my stories i hve all the say so and the control over my characters. sounds kinda bullii- ish huh? lol.
but for me, writing helps with life lessons as well: patience, kindness, trust, love, envy, hate, passion etc. i always find myself writing about one extreme or the other. lol its my style.
i look bck. at my ramblings and readings and realize tht if i was white in the 60s i wuda been a hippie. cause my whole take on life is tht everyone shud pick their vice (mine is a Tokyo Tea or a frozen house rita) and use it freely and responsibly so they cn relieve sme stress. i also wuda bn a hippie cause im so nonconfrontational. id rather talk about it maturally and move on instead of spreading lies and such. lying is an ugly thing.
i love watching snapped bc it tchs yu alot abt the human mind. people often react based on half-truths or one side of the story thts where they fuck up.
welp, im off to mke lunch :)
ltr
in other news, senioritis has hit me hard already and i havent even turned in my application for graduation. lol. but its such a surreal feeling to me that im graduating in less than a year. i knew i could do it but yeah idk.
latelii ive been writing like crazii. my creativr writing tchr the leprechaun, lol, has really sparked my love for writing again.
i dnt think people realize jus how cathartic writing is. it like relaxes me. it makes me feel invincible because in my stories i hve all the say so and the control over my characters. sounds kinda bullii- ish huh? lol.
but for me, writing helps with life lessons as well: patience, kindness, trust, love, envy, hate, passion etc. i always find myself writing about one extreme or the other. lol its my style.
i look bck. at my ramblings and readings and realize tht if i was white in the 60s i wuda been a hippie. cause my whole take on life is tht everyone shud pick their vice (mine is a Tokyo Tea or a frozen house rita) and use it freely and responsibly so they cn relieve sme stress. i also wuda bn a hippie cause im so nonconfrontational. id rather talk about it maturally and move on instead of spreading lies and such. lying is an ugly thing.
i love watching snapped bc it tchs yu alot abt the human mind. people often react based on half-truths or one side of the story thts where they fuck up.
welp, im off to mke lunch :)
ltr
Thursday, April 22
.x cn i please gt a quality education
Prairie View A&M University, we must do better. Its a new year on our horizion and we should voice our opinions and our expectations of our new student leadership. This is my soapbox.
A quality education is not just the responsibility of the student.
Personally, I chose to go to an HBCU because of the hertiage and the legacy that goes along with attending and graduating from an HBCU. There was once a time where going to an HBCU was a prestigious thing, now, its just the cheapest way to get an OP check and maybe a degree ... maybe.
I want to personally select my HBCU and voice my ideas about the university. Before I begin, I wanna ask the inevitable question: why not become SGA president if your just gonna keep complaining. The answer is simple. SGA is a popularity contest. If platforms and change mattered, we wouldn't be in the current state that we are in as an HBCU.
1. Administrative Accountability.
Without the students the administration of PV would be completely irrelevant. They would not have a job if it was not for the students. So why do they get 100% of the say so when it comes to deciding who makes the ultimate decision about what to so with student money. By student money I mean all the money that decides what kind of student activities coming to and happening on campus. If the money is for the use of activities for the students, why cant the students vote on exactly what they want. A prime example is homecoming. Who chose Charlie Wilson. Not the student body.
2. SGA Accountability
During elections I see the candidates for election coming around to classrooms, speaking to me around campus, and voicing their "platform" adamantly. But, the day elections end, I never see the winner ever again ... unless its on facebook in the photo album depicting their trip to various hot spot around the United States. PV needs an SGA president/ vice president that is about more than being in the "in" circle, getting free room & board, and building their resume. The SGA should give a monthly review to the students via the panther that tells about what they accomplished this month and what they plan to accomplish in the next month. Doing this will give the SGA realistic deadlines and a better chance for the common students (not their fellow SGA members) to know whats going on with their campus leadership and their campus in general.
3. African American History
From the moment we step into social studies we learn history. "American" history. So, by the time we get to college we know this history whether we want to or not. So, by being an HBCU we have the perfect opportunity to learn African American History. So, I personally believe that by dropping the two mandatory U.S History classes and replacing them with the two African American History classes that PV currently offers, we would enrich our students appreciation for HBCUs, for their culture, and for their history.
Well, that's my soapbox :)
A quality education is not just the responsibility of the student.
Personally, I chose to go to an HBCU because of the hertiage and the legacy that goes along with attending and graduating from an HBCU. There was once a time where going to an HBCU was a prestigious thing, now, its just the cheapest way to get an OP check and maybe a degree ... maybe.
I want to personally select my HBCU and voice my ideas about the university. Before I begin, I wanna ask the inevitable question: why not become SGA president if your just gonna keep complaining. The answer is simple. SGA is a popularity contest. If platforms and change mattered, we wouldn't be in the current state that we are in as an HBCU.
1. Administrative Accountability.
Without the students the administration of PV would be completely irrelevant. They would not have a job if it was not for the students. So why do they get 100% of the say so when it comes to deciding who makes the ultimate decision about what to so with student money. By student money I mean all the money that decides what kind of student activities coming to and happening on campus. If the money is for the use of activities for the students, why cant the students vote on exactly what they want. A prime example is homecoming. Who chose Charlie Wilson. Not the student body.
2. SGA Accountability
During elections I see the candidates for election coming around to classrooms, speaking to me around campus, and voicing their "platform" adamantly. But, the day elections end, I never see the winner ever again ... unless its on facebook in the photo album depicting their trip to various hot spot around the United States. PV needs an SGA president/ vice president that is about more than being in the "in" circle, getting free room & board, and building their resume. The SGA should give a monthly review to the students via the panther that tells about what they accomplished this month and what they plan to accomplish in the next month. Doing this will give the SGA realistic deadlines and a better chance for the common students (not their fellow SGA members) to know whats going on with their campus leadership and their campus in general.
3. African American History
From the moment we step into social studies we learn history. "American" history. So, by the time we get to college we know this history whether we want to or not. So, by being an HBCU we have the perfect opportunity to learn African American History. So, I personally believe that by dropping the two mandatory U.S History classes and replacing them with the two African American History classes that PV currently offers, we would enrich our students appreciation for HBCUs, for their culture, and for their history.
Well, that's my soapbox :)
