So, this weekend I had a birthday. And Birthdays are bittersweet, I was soooo excited at one point and the next I was crying because I wasn’t where I wanted to be and this was my second single birthday. But after some self – pep talking and some convos with awesome people, I decided to focus on the positives.. Let’s see. What am I grateful for. What did 25 bring me?? AWESOMENESS !!!
1. New Job in NYC.
2. Acceptance into Grad School, in NYC
3. Trip to LA where I’ve always wanted to go
4. Trip to ATL where I’ve wanted to visit
5. Some awesome new people I didn’t know last year.
6. Job moving me to the campus closer to my house !!! (Technically this won’t happen until I’m 26, but still good news )
That’s 5, FIVE, memorable life changing things there. How could I have been foolish enough to focus on the negative-the biggest being single? Why? Because we are trained to think about what’s missing instead of whats good. Is being single great? Yes, at times. Its great to do what you want, when you want, without having to be overly concerned with someone elses feelings. But its also not great. You feel like your missing a companion, you don’t get laid regularly, you have to buy your own gifts on holidays, and you sleep alone most days-but is that worth ignoring all the other amazing things? By all means, NO!!
I think its time I start focusing on the positives. I do always try, but maybe not with all my heart , because its so hard-like I said, we are trained to think of life as a glass half empty instead of half full. But from today forward, I’m working on the other way. I’m taking charge of my life and making it a positive one, thinking positive got me this far!
Writing this blog made me think of something I have in my kitchen window:: the Dalai Lama’s 18 Rules for Living, more specifically-”When you lose, don’t lose the lesson” and “Remember, not getting what you want is sometimes a wonderful stroke of luck” and these things are absolute truths! At first, I was sort of upset about having to commute to NYC when my job has NJ campuses so near my house, but I met some amazing people who I hope continue on this life journey with me. I also discovered a fashion sense I didn’t have before and appreciate NYC in a new way. I admit, I will kind of miss it, but I’ll still have to go for class.
Ok, I’m rambling. Lesson:: celebrate what you have, not dwell on what’s missing. Also, its not missing if you never had it
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When does someone deserve a second chance? These last few days I began to think of an answer to this questions. I would think that someone would have excelled so well the first time that one would be willing to overlook a minor misstep and allow them a second chance to finish what they started? Right?
Or did you give them a second chance just because, well this was their first time messing up? But then there would be no “finals” in a sense. You know, if everyone got a second chance.
Sometimes you just have to accept that second chances should be the exception and not the rule and not everyone is entitled to one. Yes, it sounds good in theory that everyone deserves a second chance, but I meanreally? Do they? I don’t mean the proverbial, he paid his debt to society and should be released from prison and given a second chance at life type situation but a real life common situation, like a matter of the heart.. is every suitor worthy of a second chance?
5. Be more family oriented – I’ve been trying for the past year. I’m an only child, who’s not close to her mom, so sometimes I really just don’t care about family events and all those good things. But this year I’ve spent Thanksgiving and Christmas with my family, went out with a cousin for her birthday, and got myself a (future) god-child. They say family is all you’ve got, so let’s see . .
So, lately I’ve been conducting a social experiment on my family. And as I began to write my findings I remember what I wrote back in late 2009 with my (NON) New years Resolutions and I figured now as the year is winding down I can reflect back on this. I feel like lately being an only child is more apparent than ever, even though I have a large family (my aunt had 11 (yes 11) children.) Growing up this was awesome and I never had time to feel like an only child, but now as an adult I feel it.
The Experiment: I began to feel like my relationship with my family was a one way street. Me being the person reaching out and doing all the efforts to make this bonding and family time happen. I decided I was going to abstain from writing on Facebook walls, @’ing them on twitter ( i almost said i was going to de-friend them) and see how long before it gets noticed. Nor was I going to attend any showers, birthday parties that I was invited to because, well that’s the only time I hear from them, or if something else is needed.
Results: No contact until someone invited me to a kids birthday party. They invited me Tuesday for a party this Saturday -_-. I respectfully declined.
Now some will argue that that’s no way to treat family and you have to be there for them even if you don’t talk often. And yes, that is true. But at what point do you give that a rest. There have been countless (as in too many to count) instances where family will screw you over quicker than a friend, or an enemy. Not all family is FAMILY. When I’m having a bad day at work, I don’t call my “family.” Family is frankly, slightly overrated at times, at least in my situation.
How often do I reach out to them you ask? Well, I’ve been to like every kids party (that I was invited to) and baby shower in the past 2-3 years. And that’s a lot. My family has about 10 kids between the ages of 1-10 at this current moment.
** Note, I’m not talking about my extended family here, you know great aunts, uncles, cousins, and in-laws. This is a mere experiment with my immediate family which for me includes aunts, 1st cousins, etc.,) **
‘Single black female, addicted to retail’ my friend had this as her BBM status and immediately I knew the Kanye lyric .. and immediately related, in probably a not good way.
As I pillaged through my closet over the weekend I realized my own addiction to retail. And I realized who my enabler was, Salé. Better know to the masses as SALE.
How many times are we like oh no! I have to get to “XXXXX” before this great sale ends? I know that I am guilty of this, and it was extremely apparent as I looked at a pair of old DKNY jeans I had thrown in a bag to take advantage of gaps ‘denim recycling sale’. Bring in your old jeans and get 30% off a pair of new gap jeans. I was soo excited to take advantage of this. I love the pair of Gap jeans I have. So, I went into gap over the weekend and they actually were offering 40%off jeans sans donation. I didn’t buy any however.
Then I thought of my Macy’s coupons that I was sad I didn’t get to use before the expiration date, the sadness was quickly averted when I opened my mailbox last week to four NEW coupons. It made me stop and say, dude. there is always gonna be another ‘great sale’ around the corner. It really is true. And the reality is that I’m buying a bunch of things I probably don’t need for the sake of the sale. What has the sale ever gotten me(besides strapped?) Most of the things I absolutely love and adore (ie those Rachel Roy pumps) I am willing to pay full price for! Or the pair of Steve Madden boots I’m about to fill you in on.
Someone said , or I read somewhere, its not really a sale if you don’t need it. And I can now see that this is true… And that’s why I didn’t rush back to gap (even though I do neeeed jeans) for a pair of jeans. I mean, who needs $40 jeans when I can wear $6 leggings on the weekend? #imjustsaying?
The fact of the matter is I’m a product of my environment where we love to shop and around every corner is an opportunity to spend money. I need to exercise my right to say no!
This is something I typed on my BlackBerry and emailed to myself. I do write, it just sometimes gets lost in the sauce of things in my email. I’m trying to set it up where I can just email in a post, because the WordPress for Blackberry app wasn’t doing it for me … anywho ..
There are people in the world who like to try to tap holes into your wall of security so that they may prey on those newly formed insecurity pockets… I kid you not. Now, this can be in work, relationships or even friendships. For example… I’m pretty happy in general with my life, its not perfect nor is it problem free, but I happen to love it, flaws and all.
Enter old-flame. (If you want to even call it that)
And you share with this old flame that you’ve moved on. Are happy with your current situation. They begin to say, ‘how do you know you can trust him?’ ‘How long have we known each other?’ All these things to try and make you second guess your decisions. Or you have the co-worker from a different department who likes to talk smack about your department and your boss. To make you question who you should be reporting to (or making allegiences with).
People enjoy creating messes in others lives no matter how unintentionally. And sometimes we fall victim to it. I refuse. Call me naïve, call me dense, call me stupid. I’m perfectly happy living my life without the B.S.
Does this mean I’m ignorant to what’s out there? No.. I know that bad things and people lurk behind every corner, some devils come in sheep skin. Its just easier to awknowledge it and move on vs dwelling on it.
Someone had on their facebook status about how to tell if someone is really a friend. It said to share good news with them and watch their immediate reaction. True story, a real friend is gonna be happy for you no matter what their situation. Trust me. And the vultures will seek their opportunity to make you feel bad or guilty. Family included.
*sigh* This song has been on my mind for a few days now. FEAR. How many people are ready and willing to admit what they fear?And I’m not talking, fear of heights and spiders. I’m talking when was the last time you thought about the fears Jazz Sull is talking about (by the way, when is her next album coming out??)
I recently acqiured a composition notebook and labeled it ‘The Book of Truths … or my version of it’
My first entry was about fear. Fear of letting go. I can be pretty lackadaisical about many things in life, and I am for the most part .. but I’m very guarded. I fear letting that guard down. Many people think they know me because I share trivial stories about my day to day life (which can be pretty entertaining and amusing in my own small sort of way) but not many know about the nuts and bolts of Cleo.. and I’m scared of that. Being vulnerable is one of the hardest positions to put yourself in. At least to me. So the next entry .. while on a totally different topic tackled fear of a whole different nature. It’s amazing how many of life’s problems can be attributed to fear. When was the last time you asked yourself, what am I scared of? Is it possible to be scared of success and greatness? Fear doesn’t always hold you back, it sometimes catches you when you least expect it. Fear prevents you from letting go of long time friends and habits. Fear can prevent you from taking a detour in life that may show you a better route. Fear can cause you to constantly compare yourself to others. They aren’t scaring you, you’re scaring yourself.
I vow to tackle my fears (slowly) one by one. I feel like we’re constantly calling ourselves ‘A work in Progress’. When have you met someone who said I love me, allll of me flaws and all? Well, I love who I am. Who I’ve become. I’m not a work in progress. I am progress.
I said this to my friend as we discount shoe shopped today. She was looking at a pair of shoes and said something of the sort, these are so cute and fun but I have no where to wear them to… I told Dubb my quote and she likes & believes in it. It’s true. You ever have a pair of shoes you HAVE to find the perfect place to go out and wear them? You search for any reason to wear them. OH no, thats just me .. ooops
I really wanted to share this BBM conversation. BBM is short for BlackBerry Messenger (in case you’re NOT in the know) This application is the sole reason young people are flocking to the Blackberry lately, IMO. Anywho, this conversation was had between a former college classmate and myself. We’re both mid-twenty somethings and pretty amusing if I do say so myself. I think the convo started from a comment on someone’s BBM status message, and then it developed a mind of its own. **names have been edited for security reasons**
A: Me & boo boskie split b4 new years
A: : *dueces* were chucked
B: Dam. Son that’s life. Ppl not makin the cut for 2010. Apps r in heavy rotation. Don’t call me. Ill call uuuuu! Lol
A: Lol yup yup
A: Suckas need not apply
B: Yea min experience is 3 yrs of commitment. And start investing in that 401k(arat) plan is a requiremnt after 1 full year of the signed contract. Company is progressively growing at an alarming rate and we need not waste time investing in non potential co-executive CEO’s. Thank u!
A: Llmmmaaaoooo
A: Hilarious
B: But tru.
A: Very true
A: These dudes out here aint ready for a good woman though
A: They busy bs’ing
B: I knooooo. And the f’d up part about it is that we have a biological clock to attend too. Like wtf! If were not atleast close to engagment by 30 them its a wrap. Our time diminshes greatly.
A: I kknnooww :’(
A: As I approach my quarter century bday in 3 mths its all i can think of
A: Fuk this clock
A: I’m late for everything anyway lol
B: Lmfao!!!!! Yooooo ur wild!!!! That was a good one
My FAVE parts of this convo were the application requirments and the idea that we have a clock to attend to. Whenever I read back on this convo, I crack up. I won’t say which one is me though. I can’t incriminate myself. I just can’t!
I think Dubb touched on this today that many women are surrendering their feminine qualities in lieu of masculinity and success in the workforce and their issues with submitting. (Check it HERE) Many women are ignoring their ‘biological’ clock to pay attention to the ladder they need to climb. I believe that while it shouldn’t be your sole focus in life, it shouldn’t be completely discarded. Balance. I want to have a succesful career, but at the same time I want to be a stay at home mom for maybe the first 5 years. Or work but part-time or on a per diem basis. What’s so wrong with that? I’m not living in fear that my job (or any job) won’t be there. I plan (HOPE) to have my work speak for itself. I guess this would be different if I was, for arguments sake, someone in an entry-level position for my job. But that’s the thing, I don’t want just a JOB. I’d much prefer a career. Just like I’d much rather prefer a family to none. A real family though. Dinner is served at 7pm and I made it all from scratch boo, so let’s eat together and discuss our day. Is that too much? Does this exist? Do guys even want this anymore? I told my grandfather I wanted to meet a guy, fall in love, and get married and have babies. I said I want to meet a man who’s as into me as I am to him. He pretty much said “Get real, it doesn’t happen that way” #crusheddreams.
Another post from my Myspace days … I don’t write on my Blackberry like I used to. I am disappointed after the Spring guy lost all my memos for me when he replaced my new phone. He assured me everything would transfer over. I guess he thought my only concern was my contacts. Anywho, it just goes to show that you can do wonderful things on a blackberry and I try to use all the feature. Hope you enjoy this one too!
Bored one day… typed this on my crackberry… its a work in progress.. but aren’t they all??
Days go by whispering images of you and I
Mental flashbacks creating a colorful canvas
Captured what we had as an eternal moment in time
Before it happened
Before we ruined it
Prior to the pretenses
Prior to the punctured ego
Memories of happiness take me to glee
Amid a sea of uncertainty
Love and lifes twist
Created a tangle of me
Sold me solid gold plated dreams
In lieu of platinum promises
Romance killed by lusts deception
made me a mystery to most
The one who needed to see me clear
Clearly had a visual obstacle
Blind to my potential
You’re so close but infinitely miles away
On spaces continuum of time you are here
In this year doing these things
With these folk
And I am with Victorian royalty
Awaiting you to show up to court
But at some moment you depart
And I descend from dreams
To face my reality
1. Want to be a Wine expert? Me too! I happen to LOVE wine, and I’m all for having the right wine for the right occasion. Except, my dilemma is that I hate red wine! But, like the author said, “Every adult should be familiar with wine, even if they do not drink it.”
2. Would you get a piranha pedicure? Part of me finds this midly intriguing but utterly gross!!! What do they do with the fish while they change the water? But I just really want to know how smooth are your feet when its done? Will some people still need that razor later??
3. Need a Plug Rug? So, when I go out and I need to hide things – tampons, cameras, ID and the like, I just stuff it in my cleavage. But I guess not everyone is as fortunate and they need a plug rug. Get them while they’re HOT!
4. It’s a Wheel? It’s a Hampster Wheel? It’s a bed? Yes, that’s right, this is a cool, ROCKING bed! This would be great for getting that perfect angle to watch TV on. And maybe a few other good uses. The site is in some other language, Dutch or German, so I can’t find the price, good luck with that! Consider it your own persona cloud!
Their is the timeless argument about men, women, and who pays for the date. Many women, myself included, feel a man should pay. Some men feel that women should pay. Especially in this age of Ms. Independent. Now, I work hard and I don’t really care who knows it, but I’m not one of those women who boasts about how she has her own. In fact, every time I heard that song by Jamie Foxx, Fabolous, & Ne-yo I’d cringe when he said “she takes pride knowing she paid for it.” Not that its a stupid bad thing but not everyone enjoys that. Personally I’m happier when I’m using something that was a gift, it makes me feel like someone loved me enough to buy me something they knew I’d enjoy, like my Keurig coffee maker. Or a piece of jewelry. It loses its luster knowing I bought it for myself (and probably the reason I don’t buy myself jewelry). Every time I use it I think of the person who bought it for me and it brings a smile to my face. I never got the girl who always had to boast about what she did for herself, NEWSFLASH: YOU’RE SUPPOSED TO TREAT YOURSELF GOOD! You don’t get a reward for doing what your supposed to do. You’re supposed to keep a roof over your head and clothes on your back, its essential to life.
OK, back to the topic at hand: Dating in the new world. Guys are starting to feel that women are equal to them in terms of money and etc., so they should be paying. And I can’t blame them for feeling that way when people are screaming it down their necks. I was listening to The Ed Lover Morning Show the other day and a listener called to ask about this same thing. She asked why do guys want you to put out after they paid for a few dates or something along those lines. And Ed simply broke it to her: In dating, just like anything else in life, people want a return on investment. If you are NOT Interested in this man beyond the friend zone, let him know so he can go get a return on his investment somewhere else. And I can’t say that I disagree. I mean, when your just getting to know a guy, sure its fine to let him pay, but once you make that decision that you don’t want to take it to the next level with him, its not fair to expect him to keep buying you dinners and even gifts, especially in this recession. It’s just selfish. I remember there was one time I wanted to go out. I was sitting at home bored really craving some T.G.I.Fridays. I also happened to be a little strapped for cash. So I didn’t want to call up a guy and invite him out because if you invite someone out, you have to be prepared to a) go dutch or b) pay for the outing yourself. So I had to ignore my Friday’s cravings that night. Do I think it would have been a problem finding someone to pay? Probably not, but its just not proper etiquette in my opinion. But every girl likes to feel wanted by a man, and they like to know they have someone who will do it for them.
Its pretty girl syndrome. Everyone knows a girl like this. Pretty girl syndrome sufferers are chronically late, they almost always have a guy on stash (even if they have a boyfriend) who is willing to give them money or take them places or get things fixed whom they’ve never had sex with. These people are simple enamored by their beauty and love to be in their presence. The pretty girl knows this and takes full advantage of it.
My suggestion? Hell, I don’t think I have one. OK, I’m lying. I’m all about being courted and I won’t take a guy seriously unless he courts me. That means paying for dates, opening doors, and being a gentelman. Now, I’m not saying you even need to spend a lot of money. I enjoy bowling nights, happy hour drink specials, buying dinner and I’ll cook it. Now, being that you’re courting me I should act accordingly. I won’t snap at you in public nor will I gawk at other males in your presence. I will listen to your ramble on about yourself. I think girls need to cut all this bullcrap about trying to be “equal” and having “sex like a man” with no attachments because its just stupid! Stupid I tell you! It’s not as easy as it appears and most of the guys who are out there sleeping around are searching for something they just haven’t found yet! I definitely don’t want someone to expect me to pay for dates, or even ask them out. Just stop it ladies.. don’t make it bad for girls like me
So I don’t normally do relationship blogs, but I feel the need to talk about something. I guess because I’m experiencing it in my life a little, and this is what this blog is for. So today we are going to talk about a guy type, Mr. Too Much Too Soon or Mr. Eager, but really there are many names for this type of guy. This type of guy is really annoying when you don’t share the same times of feelings that he’s feeling, which is usually how all problems arise. But back to topic.
Mr. Eager Beaver, this is the guy whom you just met. You have spoke maybe 2 times and hung out together once. You are thinking to yourself “Well OK, he’s cool. We are getting to know each other.” But after these few interactions all he can talk about his how much he likes you and wants to make you his girl. For me, this is slightly creepy because I usually feel that we don’t know each other that well. And it’s a huge turn off. I’m very guarded and I have to feel you out, I have yet to meet someone and feel this instant kismet. Secondly, I feel that things like this don’t have to be said. If you met me, and you really like the conversation and the vibe that is being given then you make it so we spend more time together. Then it would naturally progress to being a whirlwind romance. But by you constantly talking about it, I’m weirded out. The worse (and this happened) a guy who is like yeah my family will love you. WTF!
Can anyone remember the scene in Waiting to Exhale where Robin (Lela Rochon) was arguing with Troy (Mykelti Williamson) from the balcony. And she asks what have I done in 3 weeks to warrant me meeting your mama? That’s how I feel. Now for some, this whirlwind romance can be a wonderful thing. And it has led to many wonderful romances, but there has to be a degree of mutual chemistry. Because just like with anything else, its only annoying if YOUR not interested.
So how do you deal with Mr. Eager Beaver? Normally, I’d just put him on ignore and wait until he got the point. But I’ve come to realize that doesn’t always work. And its better to be mature and up front about it. I recommend sitting down and clarifying the standing of the “relationship.” Making sure you both are on the same page. And outlining any things that need to be said to make it so that you stay on the same page. For instance, if he feels that you calling him 2x a week means you want something more. YOu need to be able to say OK, I understand that and make an effort not to call him more than 2x a week unless you want to give off that vibe. Do whatever you need to do, even if it means cutting off what could be a seemingly nice guy, because most of the time they don’t get it. And then you have a potential problem on your hands.
On the flip side, you have girls that enjoy this kind of attention. So let these guys go back out there and find them. Know what you want and how to avoid settling. This is something that I’m still working on. Always respect your own standards. Don’t sacrifice them for some attention.
I never check my AOL mail, and when I do I get more fascinated with their news pieces than my actual email. AOL usually has the best lists, the top 25 things we never use, or the bottom lotions and why not!!! Those are all things I enjoy. So today I’m finally checking my email (lists) and they had their annual list of things we won’t see next year. So, I am highlighting a few things from that list.
What you won’t see in ’09!
1. Traditional Polaroid Film: I didn’t know they still made this. I remember in high school I had this talking Polaroid, well my grandmother really had it, but I used to buy film and use it. Polaroid film was not cheap, but damn those cameras were huge.
2. Zima: I heard about the discontinuation of Zima a few months ago, but wow, Yeah, no Zima for you drunks out there. They really want you to drink their new Sparks Malt beverage instead. I had that crap.. it isn’t that great. What is with all the lemony-limey flavors?And, isn’t it a proven fact that its lethal to mix energy drinks and liquor (red bull & vodka)??? HHmmmm…
3. the Kinkos name: aawww, no longer will I be able to say, “Well, there’s a Kinkos down the road. I have to say, “Yeah, go use FedEx Office.” WTF boooo!!!
4. Taco Bell Volcano Taco: I actually never had this because I don’t eat beef, and sometimes when TB gets new items they don’t offer to sub chicken. However, I did think this was just a promotional item only, like the Fajita Grilled Stuft Burrito. Damn, now I want some TB, but I’m going to be a good girl.
5. Smokey Chipotle Crispy Fried Chicken @ KFC: WTF is that? I never even saw this. Was this for release only in CA or the south our something? I never even saw a commercial for this. How do you get smokey chipotle flavor to shine through the crunchy goodness of the Colonel’s Extra Crispy?
6. Lehman’s Brothers & Bear Sterns: Nothing much really needs to be said about this… except well.. no, nothing its all already been said. Blame it on the mortgages..
7. Shea Stadium: They have closed to build a new location. What will the baseball world be without Shea Stadium? I drove past it once…. it’s big.
8. AFL (Arena Football League): People watch this? Supposedly it has a die hard fan base, which caused their expenses and debts to rise. IDK, but doesn’t increased fans usually mean increased profit?
9. 25 Banks: All total this year 25 banks failed, the biggest being Washington Mutual and INDYMac.. Once again, the blame the “mortgage crisis” vs. the greedy execs. Bah Humbug!!
10. Linen’s & Things: I don’t know if many outside of Jersey are into this store, hell I barely shop there, but it does make me sad that it won’t be there for my linen needs. I am hoping to try and catch some of their “going out of business” sales for my impending move.
Those are my TOP 10.. Honorable mention in my book include
-Sharper Images stores
-Steve & Barry’s
-Cherry Chocolate Dr. Pepper (any missing flavor of the Doc’ isn’t good!)
-DHL in the US
-Bill Blass
Go over to AOL for the actual list because I can’t find the actual link anymore. They replaced it with ” Best Buys Right Now” See, isn’t AOL still good for something!!
Spotted this story last week, but I didn’t want to comment until a verdict had been reached. Apparently you haven’t made it until you’ve been sued by someone claiming you stole their work. The latest contestant on “Is that really yours?” was Tyler Perry. Donna West of Texas felt Perry lifted material from her play “Fantasy of a Black Woman” which was performed 3 times in 1991 in Dallas. she claims Perry could have lifted her script when he presented his plays at the Dallas Black Academy of Arts & Letters in 1998. Jurors ruled that she didn’t provide enough evidence to support her claim of copyright infringement. Perry insists that his play is an original work.
So, while I may not be a super fan of Tyler Perry and his Madea characters, I think people always want a piece of the pie. Personally, I think her claim is probably bogus. I support my view by saying, based of title alone (and we should never judge a book by its title alone, lol) they don’t sound like there could be a resemblance. Fantasy connotates a positive experience. I fantasize about my future job. Fantasies haven’t happened. Diary of a MAD black woman screams anger and frustration. She is not fantasizing about her pain, it happened or is happening. And if his play really ripped your’s off, why didn’t you start this petition before it made its way to a major motion film? Her lawsuit wasn’t filed until 2007 and the movie came out in 2005… which means the play was out since when, 2001?
And, any good copyright lawyer knows that ideas cannot be copyrighted nor can titles. Maybe, just maybe, her play had the same general idea as Perry’s. But she doesn’t own that idea. Anyone can take that idea and put th eir spin on it. That’s like saying the producers of Fresh Prince can sue Perry for House of Payne because they created the image of a well-to-do African American Family who let a relative come live with them. NO. Or Martin can sue him saying he dressed up as woman first to make people laugh. NO. Or Eddie Murphy can sue him because he played multiple characters in a film prior to him.
People need to stop being crabs in a barrel sometimes. I am all for protecting your work, and getting what is rightfully yours. But I feel this may have been invalid from what I’ve heard of it. IDK all the juicy gritty details, but who does?
It’s been a super long week and I haven’t written in forever. I can’t believe the election is in the next few days. Wow. It’s really possibly that the United States of America with all its covert racism might have a black president. Or its possible that we won’t. Either way, history has been made.
Over the past week I spent a lot of time thinking and wondered so many things. I had so many Why’s or What questions that maybe I should have wrote them down because I can’t think of any of them. But one thing I know is that I sometimes joke and say that people suck, mainly guys, but maybe I’m the one who sucks? Maybe I have extremely flawed logic (which i sometimes admit to) but is it coming to a point where I live inside my own reality so much that I don’t see things that might be looking right at me? I want to say NO, but how accurately are we really when we judge ourselves? Why is it that even when we are truly happy for someone else it just forces us to dwell on our own lack of success in similar venues? Like, if my best friend were to get a job she loved, of course I’d be extremely ecstatic for her but at the same time I’d be sad for myself for still being in a job that isn’t quite as satisfactory. I’d probably push myself to try harder for a while but eventually, who knows? I’m hoping for many things in my life to come to fruition over the next few weeks. Some more important than others, combined they’d make my life a wonderful trifecta of bliss, but who has it all? Is it wrong to have faith in a divine plan? How much should we rely on that plan or think about it when we are making choices that could affect us seriously and possibly change our lives. Change is scary.
Don’t forget to vote in my poll people. I’m not taking it down until I have a satisfactory number of votes. And right now I don’t.
I finished another fluff book, this week I’m going to start a book called, “Perfect Girls, Starving Daughters.” A very close friend bought it for me and I’m hoping its a good read. I’m trying to keep my mind preoccupied.
Dope. Crazy. Perfectly Imperfect. I'm not the best writer and probably not the worst either, but I am happy while doing it. Stick with me and you'll never be bored! I mean, maybe you won't and maybe you will....
Spotted this story last week, but I didn’t want to comment until a verdict had been reached. Apparently you haven’t made it until you’ve been sued by someone claiming you stole their work. The latest contestant on “Is that really yours?” was Tyler Perry. Donna West of Texas felt Perry lifted material from her play “Fantasy of a Black Woman” which was performed 3 times in 1991 in Dallas. she claims Perry could have lifted her script when he presented his plays at the Dallas Black Academy of Arts & Letters in 1998. Jurors ruled that she didn’t provide enough evidence to support her claim of copyright infringement. Perry insists that his play is an original work.