Tuesday, November 22, 2011

11.11.11---WAIT FOR IT……*MOUTH FART* Nothing!





All of this loud noise about 11.11.11 is too much. Why exactly do people feel the need to point out its existence except for the fact of it being rarely ironic? The same is going to happen on 12.12.12, I suppose. It’s just numbers that coincidently are identical in my opinion. But with all of this drama, it brings me to ask, “What is the importance of November 11, 2011?”
I’ve been surfing the web and looking for what people think about this awesome date and it’s ridiculous to me. People are going as far back as meanings and stories back in the day. Scientist are showing scientific proof of things that the date or number symbolized. They’re saying it’s a spiritual being type of meaning too. BLAH!
C’MON, SON! *New York accent* It’s a date. Unless something special like a birth of a child, a wedding, anniversary, start of a relationship or something along those lines occurred, this day shouldn’t be any different than 11.10.11!
I’m all for meanings, greater being, myths and all of that serious, secret meaning type of stuff but I think it’s all too much. Why can’t the numbers just be numbers? Why does everything HAVE to have a reason behind it for whatever reason?
Maybe I neglect to see others’ point of views because my stubborn butt is sure that so long as the world isn’t ending and I’m alive and kickin’, 11.11.11 can come and go on its merry little way.
So below is a video of how serious I plan to take 11.11.11 at 11:11p.m. just for emphasis on the 11’s! :) ENJOY
               


Wednesday, November 2, 2011

Oh Baby!

Heart throb Justin Bieber might be a FATHER!
Woahhh! Didn't see that coming. According to a twenty year old California woman named Mariah Yeater, her and Bieber had a one nighter in a Staples Center bathroom.
How romantic.
They supposedly had an immediate attraction and one kiss led to a baby making project. Or so she says.
Yeater has filed charges agianst Bieber alleging that he is indeed the father of a three-month old baby boy. Yeater is willing to take a DNA test to confirm her statement.
It has been reported that the woman claims she had sex with the underage teen idol on October 25 last year when she was aged 19-years-old, he was aged 16-years-old at the time. I don't understand why she would even put herself out like that. If the allegations are true, wouldn't she be in deeper sh*t?!?
That would mean under California law that he was underage and if the claims turn out to be true, Yeater would be guilty of statutory rape of a minor. SMH!
This could make or break Bieber. His fans, endorsemments, reputation- all of it could vanish by this mishap. Beliebers would be heart broken, girlfriend, Selena Gomez would be devastated, Mentor, Usher would be disappointed. Bieber would have to fall in his Mariah-made grave if this doesn't end how it's expected by many on that Bieber bandwagon.
With all of this happening, Bieber has decided not to speak too much on it. He was gracious enough to try and put his team of Beliebers at ease a little by tweeting, ""all the rumors...the gossip...Im gonna focus on the positives....the music."
What a vague way to reassure us this isn't true -_- .
I was like baby, baby, baby, oh, I thought you'd always be mine, mine... Not an appropriate song at the moment maybe?

Tuesday, November 1, 2011

FREEZE! You're Being Arrested For "Serious" Reasons!

Imagine grocery shopping with your husband and toddler child. You just moved from California to Honolulu, and you're.... I don't knowwwww... PREGNANT! You pick up two sandwiches to nibble on and keep the package and scanner to pay for it when you get up to the register. You pay for your groceries, ready to leave when suddenly, you're stopped by a security guard. You end up getting arrseted-you and your husband and your child, well they get sent over to state custody. WHY?!? Because for a quick second, the sandwich that was about $5 combined that you ate and planned on paying for slipped your mind. Realizing this, you asked the guard if you could just pay for it and you genuinely forgot about the sandwiches. Only to have the guard deny your request and four hours later, a police officer arrives and reads you your rights and a woman from the state Child Welfare Services arrived to take your toddler away.
Unimaginable, huh?
That's exactly what happened to former Air Force staff sergeant, Nicole Leszczynski and husband, Marcin Leszcynski. A trip to the grocery store turned for the worst.
I don't believe drastic precautions like this should have been taken. A simple mistake should've been looked over. It's not the fact that she honestly had forgotten while shopping, but she offered to pay for it, explaining it escaped her mind and the little fact that she had her 2 year old daughter, Zofia with her and being pregnant didn't give Safeway supermarket a good look at all.
The couple was later released on a $50 bail each and weren't able to see their daughter.
Having something as traumatic as this isn't something the Leszcynski's planned on letting go.
While waiting on the return of their daughter, Nicole decided speaking her mind on a site called babycenter.com and called for a lawyer to help with getting Zofia back as soon as possible. Zophia wasn't reunited with her parents until 18 hours later.
The media was contacted about the going ons with the incident, as instructed by their lawyer and the story got attention. The family hasn't decided whether it will pursue legal action against Safeway.
All of this because a sandwich wasn't payed for. EXCUSE US SIMPLE HUMANS FOR FORETTING EVERY NOW AND THEN!

Wednesday, October 12, 2011

Penny For Your Thoughts

           What ever happened to everyone is entitled to their own opinion and freedom of speech? Is it now unsafe to voice our opinions for fear of consequences if our opinion is not in the likes of certain viewers? Biting your tongue hurts to much, so why not say what you feel?
That’s exactly what American country singer-songwriter and musician, Hank Williams did. On a recent Fox News Interview with Williams, things went left. When Hank compared President Obama and House Speaker John Boehner to Adolf Hitler and Israeli Prime Minister Benjamin Netanyahu on "Fox and Friends," it caused uproar in the media. To elaborate, he told the hosts that he didn't like any of the candidates in the GOP primary for President, and that John Boehner's golf game with Barack Obama was a major mistake.
"That would be like Hitler playing golf with Netanyahu. Not hardly. In the shape this country is in?" When one of the hosts said that he didn't understand the analogy, Williams was gave it to him straight. "I'm glad you don't brother, because a lot of people do. They're the enemy... Obama! And Biden! Are you kidding? The Three Stooges."
I agree that Williams’s comparison wasn’t appropriate and probably not the right place to say it but he did. You can’t hold a person’s personal opinion against them, though. He did what many couldn’t even imagine doing.
Of course, his fellow partners did not agree with his actions and Williams was later pulled out of his usual Monday Night Football introduction.
I understand what he was trying to say and I’m sure even some of Fox’s hosts understood later what he meant, but for entertainment’s sake, they needed to keep viewers on their channel and the media takes no prisoners.
Williams later explained his thoughts and how Fox twisted what he was saying and escalating his comments into something bigger than it was meant to be. Williams Jr. says, "Some of us have strong opinions and are often misunderstood. My analogy was extreme - but it was to make a point. I was simply trying to explain how stupid it seemed to me - how ludicrous that pairing was."
He continues, "They're polar opposites and it made no sense. They don't see eye-to-eye and never will. I have always respected the office of the President."
In retaliation of the drastic actions, Williams later posted a song titled “Keep the Change” he wrote in regards to how he viewed America and took a shot at Fox, calling them out. With this new media topic, many are speaking and eventually, we’re going to have to stop and listen!
“This country sure as hell been goin' down the drain. We know what we need, we know who to blame. United Socialist States of America; how do ya like that name?”






Tuesday, October 4, 2011

Goin' Postal, Huh?

So here’s the 411, The U.S. Postal Service has switched up from the usual. Let’s back up a little bit. The Postal Service is on the verge of losing billions of dollars and in my opinion, in dire need of a life saver. With the world as it is today and with the way electronics is aiming to put everything that has to do with print over and forgotten, there may barely be enough room for mail.
Now, back to the present topic at hand, what can the U.S. Postal Service do to make revenue they need? One option they’ve resorted to is what’s gotten my attention. They have come to a conclusion that they will present the world with the first stamp with a celebrity that is still alive to be on sale! This is a huge shocker given that they’ve never put a face of a famous person that was still alive on the stamp before. According to the New York Times, the only way the postal service would allow a famous person to be on a stamp is if the person was dead for at least five years. Now you understand the importance of this.
In doing this, The U.S. Postal Service is also seeking to get attention from the young adult generation. Sure they want stamp collectors to get as many as they can in hopes of adding to the amount of new postal buyers on board but they’re after us. My theory is that in getting us on board, they’ve got another wave of faithful buyers for at least another generation in hopes of us passing it on to our next generation so they don’t die.
Personally, I feel that if you’re not forgotten; keep on trying so you’re not just a memory. I don’t really know how this is going to pan out because it can only go two ways. One being that it’s an epic fail. Think about it, we have TECHNOLOGY for heaven’s sake. Everything we need to communicate is either on a laptop/computer or a hi-tech cellular device. Print is really being pushed against the wall. Kids don’t want to have to write something unless it’s for school. We text, email if that, social network each other, video chat…not WRITE A LETTER!
On the other hand, you can’t be dependent on technology because they backfire. Mail doesn’t get deleted unless we manually throw it out or shred it. No one can hack our mail unless we have a nosey mail person on our hands. Sometimes when it’s written, it means a little more because it means you took the time out to do so.
It’s an iffy outcome for the postal service. Whether it sinks or swims, I believe it’s up to how we accept it. If we’re against it, we won’t want to make it thrive. If we’re ready to see what it has to offer and what other ideas they can think of, then they don’t dig a deeper ditch for themselves.
They’re goin’ postal!

Thursday, September 29, 2011

            Peace Is…

Peace can be anything an individual feels to look at it as. Peace can be a homeless man getting a hot meal from a stranger. Peace can be a child finding a home away from home. Peace can be wars coming to an end. Peace can be enemies now becoming friends. Peace is whatever you find calmness and contentment as. With money issues, job issues, stress, wars within countries and within ourselves and individual troubles, the world has yet to find peace.
Money is hard to come by these days. I believe it’s due to how America has become. America has become a lazy country. Effort and persistence is rare to find now a days. No one wants to go out and do what they have to do to succeed. Now days, the mindset of a genuine slacker is ‘things have to be handed to me because I can’t get it by myself.’ If you’re at the top, you don’t think to help those looking up at you from the bottom. I’ve heard before; if you’re aiming for peace, make it with your enemies and strangers, not friends and those you already love.
Stress, I believe is one of the main reasons peace isn’t formed completely in America. If you look at it at another point of view, lack of peace is the main cause of stress as well. But the thought of peace is what keeps many going.
There is no way to peace; peace is the way- A.J. Muste.
I could talk about the many wars that lead to nothing but more enemies, retaliation and of course, more wars, but for what? We know the problems we just can’t seem to find the solution. America isn’t ready for peace. Fighting isn’t the answer to everything. Peace has to be attained before anything can go right from here on out, for a better America. The structure of world peace cannot be the work of one man or one party or one nation. It must be a peace which rests on the cooperative effort of the whole world. - Franklin Delano Roosevelt
There are so many things going on in the world lately. Things that I’m aware of but I’m ashamed to admit, it’s never truly fazed me. So much hurt and sorrow. So many living today, fearing whether they’ll make it to see another tomorrow. Families living and working to meet ends. Children growing up in the streets becoming enemies with those who were once friends. Who cries for those looked over? Who’s willing to lend a shoulder? Without hope and someone willing to be the brave first to make others follow, we’re a hurting America.
Peace be still. Matthew 8:23-27

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

Martin Luther King Parody By Yours Truly "))

“I Have a Dream . . . The Voice for Teens”
 
            I speak the truth to you, my fellow teens, that though we get migraines and a ‘suffer in silence’ type of feeling when our parents are in that nagging mood, I stay driven to have this dream. This is a dream that every teen thinks of but never speaks of aloud unless pushed to their limit.
            I have a dream that one day on the planet of rebellion, the mothers won’t try to fight the stage we go through and that fathers won’t raise their voices to get their point across. If we want our space, they must find it within them to understand and let us stay on our peaceful, soothing, stress-free, galaxy we resorted to. If we close the door, obviously it was closed loudly for a reason. If we locked that door, parents, it doesn’t justify your actions when you knock on it repeatedly; trying to talk over our music we turned up to drown you out with.
            I have a dream that my experienced parents would dig deep to find and remember what they were like when they were teens. That for once, they will BOTH be the cool parents.
            I have a dream- I need space and understanding- today and on forth.
            I have a dream that one day, my parents won’t come to me fuming, wary faced and foaming at the tight, confined corners of their mouths, ranting about the house not being clean. If they just looked at it from the point of view I do, the house would look clean and organized enough to pass for a Better Homes and Garden magazine feature. Mopped kitchen floors to a Mr. Clean shine, the bathroom Pine Sol-ed up, the living room, family night ready and each room, ‘Cribs’ television ready. If they could look past the dirty clothes pile up to the ceiling and a few keep-sake junk stuffed under the bed. I rebuke the many candy wrappers and a few dozen dirty dishes arranged in a well-organized hide and seek form from showing themselves.
            I have a dream that on those great Friday mornings where I’m floating on spaceship Serta where I want to get all the sweet sleep I can before school starts that I will not be woken up to get trash ready because I refused to do it the previous night. If I cover my face to shield myself from being yanked, pulled, jerked or all of the above at the same time, that they will spare me this one morning instead and do it themselves.
            I have a dream today and on forth
I have a dream that when I want something, money shall not be an issue. If I want that pair of shoe I will get it. If I want to go out and funds are low, you will not throw in my face the many stacked bills and the fact that I have a job. Had I known I’d need the money in my near future, I wouldn’t have spent it so carelessly. The saying about money growing on trees would no longer be a sarcastic, rhetorical question. By the grace of God, money WILL grow on trees!
These many subjects are what I dream. With this rooted hope will make way if there is a will. With this dream, a prayer isn’t far behind. I will vanish the words no, curfew, low funds, baby sit, stop and many others I don’t wish to elaborate on. With this dream, I hope that communication won’t be as big a factor as understanding, curfews and other privileges will and can be negotiable, and we’re granted the freedom we humbly and sweetly ask for.
This will be a fine day. The day we come together to take pictures, eat, dance, bond as one. The song ‘We Are Family’ will be sung from each of our vocal cords to fill the house with warmness, comfort, love and affection.
If our warm home is one that is also down for equality and individuality, it will be looked upon as a great and fortunate American home.
Let “teen-dom” ring!
Let “teen-dom” ring from the overstuffed closet within the confinement of every teen’s bedroom. Let “teen-dom” ring from within the organized unorganized death trap we call our closets. Let “teen-dom” ring from the many “warning” faces given from upset parents. Let “teen-dom” ring from our lint filled pockets and dead flies that whizzed out of our wallets. Let “teen-dom” ring from every bad grade we got and never got a real chance to prove that it was the teacher’s and not our fault. Let “teen-dom” ring for every time we would get scolded for replying or merely speaking our minds only to have our comment called ‘back talking!’
More so, let “teen-dom” flow thorough not just mine but EVERY teen filled household.
When we let “teen-dom” prevail, when It’s allowed to ring from every ear bleeding, loud,  music playlist, every clothes scattered bedroom carpet, every tooth pasted covered bathroom sink, and every unwashed, heaping load of clothes we will get a satisfaction unimaginable. That will be the day the world would change for the better. We have a say, a mind of our own and most importantly, we have a voice. Teens shall overcome the many obstacles we must face whether by choice or not.
We shall overcome.
Teens at last! Teens at last! Thank God Almighty; we are recognized teens at last!

 

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Changes Don’t Happen Overnight


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If the world evolves constantly, why do only certain things change? If the world is changing, it should change as a whole. So why do some things never change? Change is for the better and America as a whole is supposed to change as one. Why does America look the other way on those less fortunate who want to evolve with the rest of us but can’t due to circumstances? Change is coming possibly; I just don’t believe it truly has arrived.


Sure you could debate with me about it but once I’m set on something, it’s tough to change my mind set. Tying this in with the real matter has to do with late rapper/actor, Tupac Shakur. A few simple verses heard from the rapper are deep enough to make anyone wonder and question things he sees that we never truly sit and think about. He had a view on everything, he made it so we could relate even if we weren’t in the circumstance; we understood and his mind was on a bigger picture. He saw what we either didn’t want to see or what we refused to look at.


“I got love for my brother, but we can never go nowhere unless we share with each other. We gotta start makin changes; learn to see me as a brother instead of two distant strangers… I see no changes all I see is racist faces. Misplaced hate makes disgrace to races. We under, I wonder what it takes to make this one better place, let’s replace the wasted.”
When I listen to the song titled Changes, release in ’98 by Tupac, it sets me back and it broadens my thoughts on the world today. Most of the things he talked about still haven’t changed. Racism may never go away in our world. Gangs are heavy in the streets. Same color people are quick to drawing their guns and repping their blocks or affiliation. Higher class people are still holding their noses up at the lower class.

Change doesn’t come over night. Not everyone is used to change. It’s hard to adapt to something we’re not used to. I heard somewhere that the world changes every minute and you have two choices; Grab on and ride with it or remain stubborn and get left behind. It’s that simple.
The question that is still left unanswered though is when is change going to come?
“There are only two things that are constant and that’s change and change.”-Tupac Shakur

Thursday, September 8, 2011

You Deserve This Day, M.L.K



Einstein said that, “Imagination is more important than knowledge.” Chief Visionary Officer, Robin Sharma said it best when she said; “Authentic leaders dare to dream impossible dreams.” Martin Luther King Jr. was indeed an authentic leader. His dream was far more detailed, elaborated and beyond any thoughts that ran through a colored person’s mind at the time. For that and many more reasons, not only is there a holiday in honor of Dr. King but why many are honoring Dr. King in early January.


The MLK Week for Peace is a collaborative celebration among the four major private universities in New Orleans. People gather to reflect on the life and teachings of Dr. Martin Luther King Jr., and to take in and appreciate his love of collective work and social justice. The theme this year is “Unity and Diversity: Universities for the Dream.”


Of course, the celebration is being held in many other states in honor of  Dr. King.
Having just learned about this celebration it really is an eye-opener. Sure I’ve known about Dr. Martin Luther King Day but I never looked into how others around the world are celebrating. I guess I have always been hearing but not listening. I mean, sure I have so much to thank Dr. King for and a huge part of it is for how life today is; how I can walk with people of different nationalities and not have to make a secret of it. How I can be what I want and say what I want to say, knowing I have a voice and it having nothing to do with the color of my skin. Dr. King made it possible for colored people to be counted for and paved a way for us to be individualized human beings with a mind of our own, mouth to voice our thoughts and the strength to stand for what we believe in.


"We have flown the air like birds and swum the sea like fishes, but have yet to learn the simple act of walking the earth like brothers.” Quotes like this from Dr. King is just what makes him memorable and celebrated. He saw the big picture while others didn’t bother looking through the lens. Dr. King’s vision was for peace, unity, equality and justice.


This Week of Peace is for those who realize how much they owe to Dr. King. It’s for those who are grateful to him for bringing nonviolence acts and words of wisdom to society’s attention, for those witnessed us at our lowest as a nation along with Dr. King who now can witness us as equals. Young or old, this celebration is to honor him for uniting us and giving us more than what others (whites) thought we deserved.


Freedom doesn’t have a price and segregation has no place here. If it weren’t for Dr. King and his struggles he overcame, we may still be wondering when change would come.


"There is no gain without struggle." –Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.

A Day Made of Glass... Made possible by Corning.


I love this kinda life :))

Tuesday, September 6, 2011

AU Kick-Off



The AU Kick-Off was more than I expected it to be.
There was so much going on that I didn’t know where to start. I invited my brother and dad along to enjoy the festivities with me. My brother and I started off writing our names to get our name plates. As we walked around some more to check all that was going on out, it got hotter and hotter. The area started getting less roomy and if you know me, heat and Georgia don’t get along that well. We decided to get a snow cone which I thought would help me chill. It did but it wasn’t as tasty like snow cones I eat usually are. It was basically colored ice -___- ß that’s the face I had when I took my first bite out of it. After that …errr… experience we went to get our faces caricature-ized. (Not really a word but I established it) J . There were two caricature artists. We evidently went to the wrong lady because when she showed us her finished artwork, my face dropped. The picture looked nothing like me or my brother. She was smiling like she wanted that reaction.
 Later we decided to eat. The food was like all their other foods. They always serve burgers and hotdogs; nothing special in my opinion. We stopped to get a better caricature from the other lady who we were grateful for because she was just AWESOME! We ended our fun-ness by picking up our license plates and cooling off in the shade. It was pretty cool overall though. It got me out of a few classes and entertained me. Who could ask for more?


Tuesday, August 30, 2011

Listen, Hendrix Knew the Game

Jimi's interview says a lot about our current world. The portion where he was discussing how not only the fame and groupies but money can also make an artist forget about who they are and their muisc and talents. Many may have listened to h...is message he was sending out but not many artists today have truly heard it. They let the money take over them to where they even flaunt it carelessly in the media and their everyday life. They let compliments fill their heads and make them forget the true reason they aspired to be where they are and what they are now. Music isn't what it once used to be because of earthly values and temptations.See More