When one becomes bored. truly bored. Nothing to do. No homework ,no work, no nothing we find things to do. Whether it be productive, useless, or random. Anything to fill the void we have with ourselves when we feel we have nothing to do.
Me on the other hand tend to just eat. I enjoy eating especially if I have a variety of food to choose from . =)
Reason for this blog is because there is not much of a variety in my kitchen today so I had to find an alternative to fill the void.
Thats the end.
Found something to do. =)
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Eternity.
I will wait for my forever.
Found the man who will have me for the rest of ever. I will never let him go. He loves me and I love him. All that's left is time.
In that time I will grow with him and love him more. Theres no rush for the moment that will change our lives forever. The greatest moment of my life. When he asks the one question I now live for.
The question will be the climax of our lives. Not something I can't wait for but definitely something I can't stop thinking about.
Its the greatest feeling in the world to find the one person who makes you happy. Im blessed to have found him so early in life.
He's the sparkle in my smile. The glimmer in my eyes. The softness in my voice. The beat in my heart. He's my happy song.
Peace. Love. & Lemon Biscuits.
Found the man who will have me for the rest of ever. I will never let him go. He loves me and I love him. All that's left is time.
In that time I will grow with him and love him more. Theres no rush for the moment that will change our lives forever. The greatest moment of my life. When he asks the one question I now live for.
The question will be the climax of our lives. Not something I can't wait for but definitely something I can't stop thinking about.
Its the greatest feeling in the world to find the one person who makes you happy. Im blessed to have found him so early in life.
He's the sparkle in my smile. The glimmer in my eyes. The softness in my voice. The beat in my heart. He's my happy song.
Peace. Love. & Lemon Biscuits.
Exhiliration
Its a thrill to meet someone new. Someone you've never spoke to, met, even seen. The excitement of not knowing how a person will react to your personality. To your responses. Your ideas. Its a ride.
A ride I wouldn't mind waiting on line for over and over again. I LOVE meeting new people. Just to add that extra personality or quality to your life. I've always been a person who preferes quality over quantity. STILL AM. But just having the thrill of making a new friend or even if there not going to be a friend. You can still learn something about yourself through an exchange of a few words from a stranger.
Point is ALWAYS be open to meet anyone. No matter who, where, when, or why. Theres no reason needed to meet someone new.
Remember: You never know who you will meet. & ALWAYS be yourself. (Let them not like you because your you or like you because your you)
Peace.Love.& Lemon Biscuit <3
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A ride I wouldn't mind waiting on line for over and over again. I LOVE meeting new people. Just to add that extra personality or quality to your life. I've always been a person who preferes quality over quantity. STILL AM. But just having the thrill of making a new friend or even if there not going to be a friend. You can still learn something about yourself through an exchange of a few words from a stranger.
Point is ALWAYS be open to meet anyone. No matter who, where, when, or why. Theres no reason needed to meet someone new.
Remember: You never know who you will meet. & ALWAYS be yourself. (Let them not like you because your you or like you because your you)
Peace.Love.& Lemon Biscuit <3
Check out my friends Bad news remix:
http://www.zshare.net/audio/55848338f2978a28/
Friday, February 13, 2009
Inspiration.
Inspiration.
Isn't the easiest thing to come upon in this world.
When you find it you should NEVER let it go. Anyone and/or anything can inspire you.
The little girl on the train eating her candy or the sign outside of Wal-Mart.
Well I found mine.
An inspiration isnt purposely. Speaking with him makes me want to do things. Write, sing, draw, whatever. He makes me want to do better. Makes me want to be a better person. He's my guilty pleasure without the guilty.
The vibrations in his voice send the creative bugs in my mind to start doing laps around my head. One lap. Two lap. Three. Four.
For him I dedicate all that I do good.
Isn't the easiest thing to come upon in this world.
When you find it you should NEVER let it go. Anyone and/or anything can inspire you.
The little girl on the train eating her candy or the sign outside of Wal-Mart.
Well I found mine.
An inspiration isnt purposely. Speaking with him makes me want to do things. Write, sing, draw, whatever. He makes me want to do better. Makes me want to be a better person. He's my guilty pleasure without the guilty.
The vibrations in his voice send the creative bugs in my mind to start doing laps around my head. One lap. Two lap. Three. Four.
For him I dedicate all that I do good.
"That's that"
I don't know where to begin.
.... So I'll start here.
Us as human beings have so many questions it's ridiculous. We wonder about EVERYTHING! Sooo many questions so little answers. My only question is happiness?
Happyness?
What's the true definition of it? Sure, happiness means something different for everyone. It's a variable. It can mean anything you want it to mean. My definition of happiness is unknown. I don't know what truly makes me happy or can even make me happy. I simply don't believe in the word. NO ONE can possibly find true happiness. NOTHING in this world can make you completely happy. Maybe for a second but then after the moment has passed?... What do you have the memory?
Egh. Thats not enough for me.
Then again all those little moments you have in your life; happy, sad, sweet. Whatever it may be its all of those moments that make up your life.
Hmm. Guess I want most of my moments to be made up of the "happy" ones.
WHATEVER.
Peace, Love, & Lemon Biscuits <3
.... So I'll start here.
Us as human beings have so many questions it's ridiculous. We wonder about EVERYTHING! Sooo many questions so little answers. My only question is happiness?
Happyness?
What's the true definition of it? Sure, happiness means something different for everyone. It's a variable. It can mean anything you want it to mean. My definition of happiness is unknown. I don't know what truly makes me happy or can even make me happy. I simply don't believe in the word. NO ONE can possibly find true happiness. NOTHING in this world can make you completely happy. Maybe for a second but then after the moment has passed?... What do you have the memory?
Egh. Thats not enough for me.
Then again all those little moments you have in your life; happy, sad, sweet. Whatever it may be its all of those moments that make up your life.
Hmm. Guess I want most of my moments to be made up of the "happy" ones.
WHATEVER.
Peace, Love, & Lemon Biscuits <3
Thursday, February 12, 2009
Lee vs. Chan
On the "F" once again.
Crazy pact. Elbows touching elbows, booties touching booties.
In a rush to come to my stop so I can get off. There was this homeless dude or just plain 'ol crazy man hollering and ranting on about who was a better martial arts fighter?! Jackie Chan or Bruce Lee.
"ENTER THE DRAGON WAS OFF THE HOOK MY MAN!JACKIE AINT GOT SHIT ON LEE! THEN AGAIN CHAN DOES DO ALL OF HIS OWN STUNTS! HE BE BREAKING ALL HIS BONES TRYING TO DO SOME CRAAAAAAZY SHIT!"
Meanwhile I'm wondering what in the world is this man yelling about. I wanted to join in on his deliberation. I'm no martial arts fanatic but I'm going to have to go with my man Bruce Lee. Thats besides the point anyway.
WEST 4 comes and goes ... im tapping my foot on the subway floor trying to not let my butt touch this other mans right behind me. The man continues..
"JACKIE CHAN ISNT AS SKINNY AS LEE... BUT I BET BRUCE LEE WITH FUCK CHAN UP IN A FIGHT! HI YA! KARATE CHOP HIS ASS BACK TO CHINA! ..THEN AGAIN WE HAVE MY MAN JET LI! (pointing to the woman across from him) DID YOU SEE MY MAN IN "THE ONE"!... WHOOOO IT WAS OFF THE HOOK!"
FINALLY! my stop came.
Crazy pact. Elbows touching elbows, booties touching booties.
In a rush to come to my stop so I can get off. There was this homeless dude or just plain 'ol crazy man hollering and ranting on about who was a better martial arts fighter?! Jackie Chan or Bruce Lee.
"ENTER THE DRAGON WAS OFF THE HOOK MY MAN!JACKIE AINT GOT SHIT ON LEE! THEN AGAIN CHAN DOES DO ALL OF HIS OWN STUNTS! HE BE BREAKING ALL HIS BONES TRYING TO DO SOME CRAAAAAAZY SHIT!"
Meanwhile I'm wondering what in the world is this man yelling about. I wanted to join in on his deliberation. I'm no martial arts fanatic but I'm going to have to go with my man Bruce Lee. Thats besides the point anyway.
WEST 4 comes and goes ... im tapping my foot on the subway floor trying to not let my butt touch this other mans right behind me. The man continues..
"JACKIE CHAN ISNT AS SKINNY AS LEE... BUT I BET BRUCE LEE WITH FUCK CHAN UP IN A FIGHT! HI YA! KARATE CHOP HIS ASS BACK TO CHINA! ..THEN AGAIN WE HAVE MY MAN JET LI! (pointing to the woman across from him) DID YOU SEE MY MAN IN "THE ONE"!... WHOOOO IT WAS OFF THE HOOK!"
FINALLY! my stop came.
Saturday, January 31, 2009
For real
I don't know whether or not to be sad or extremely happy. Sad because I'm missing the hell out of my little sister and brother I left back in Florida. Extremely happy because I'm back in this wonderful city (nyc). A city where I can do whatever I want and see who ever I want. I have pictures of both my little sister and brother on my desk and I can't help but look at their little faces and miss them. I wish I can see them at least every weekend. If I had the money I would fly down to Florida EVERY weekend just to spend time with them.
Enough sadness.
On the upside I'm happy to be back. I've been back a little over a month and I still have so many things to do and DEFINITELY a lot more people to see. But aside from all the things I need to catch up on, I've been busy just doing things for me. Things I need to do to make sure I'm happy. So yea I guess that's it.
Peace, Love, & Lemon Biscuits <3
Enough sadness.
On the upside I'm happy to be back. I've been back a little over a month and I still have so many things to do and DEFINITELY a lot more people to see. But aside from all the things I need to catch up on, I've been busy just doing things for me. Things I need to do to make sure I'm happy. So yea I guess that's it.
Peace, Love, & Lemon Biscuits <3
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
School is starting
It's 730 AM and I get on the astounding "F" line. I say astounding because it's reliably late. No surprises there. When the train finally decides to join us at the delancey station I grab the first seat I see. I look around and take mental pictures of my fellow "F" line riders. As I know I will be seeing the same people everyday Monday through Friday. Might as well learn their faces. One woman stood out. She had on a matching zebra print skirt and blouse. Her red door perfume permeated the entire train car. I knew it was red door because my grandmother wears it. The worldwide "old lady" perfume. I get off on Hillside.
First day of school like any other. Nothing special. Remains the same the entire first week of school. Class, hallway, class, hallway, lunch, home. With the few annoying teenagers screaming and laughing in between and on the subway. Oh and there was this one boy who asked my name in English class. Nothing special.
Tuesday of the second week things changed.
First day of school like any other. Nothing special. Remains the same the entire first week of school. Class, hallway, class, hallway, lunch, home. With the few annoying teenagers screaming and laughing in between and on the subway. Oh and there was this one boy who asked my name in English class. Nothing special.
Tuesday of the second week things changed.
Wandering...
Laying under the scorching sun. Sunlight gleaming off of my sun glasses. Heat haze seen in the distance. Kids screaming and running around the pool. I get up to tease my body with the water of the pool. Splashing my arms and legs with water as I sit on the pool steps. Its almost as if I heard the tsss (sizzling of my skin) as it touched the water. As I look up at the sky and embrace the warmth of the sun I wonder why can't life always be like this. Everyday just a day at the pool getting a tan. Not a worry in my mind. Well... I would guess that would be "the life" but that gets boring after a while. I just wish something interesting would happen to me! Yea I guess I do watch too many movies. But its not only the movies,I have a wide imagination and sometimes I just feel theres something lurking in this heat just waiting to entertain me.
As I awake from my flashback I soon realize my true surroundings. Vrooooom cars race by honking horns, people racing across the street. You know that infamous joke about the chicken crossing the road? I always thought it should be, why did the person cross the road? ..isn't it more logical that a person would cross a road and not a chicken. Well I guess that's why I'm not a joke writer. (i think its better that way) Anyways I will be starting school next week and I'm on 5th avenue and 42nd street about to buy my clothes at H & M. I pick up a few things and I'm on my way back home to the lower east side in Manhattan. As I walk home in the blistering cold I miss the scorching sun I had back in Florida. But I am happy to be back.
School is starting.. 8:00 AM.
Anyways point of this blog is to share my story. Only I know my story and I've decided I'm going to share it a little different....so stay tuned. [You'll understand in time]
Peace, Love, and Lemon Biscuits <3
As I awake from my flashback I soon realize my true surroundings. Vrooooom cars race by honking horns, people racing across the street. You know that infamous joke about the chicken crossing the road? I always thought it should be, why did the person cross the road? ..isn't it more logical that a person would cross a road and not a chicken. Well I guess that's why I'm not a joke writer. (i think its better that way) Anyways I will be starting school next week and I'm on 5th avenue and 42nd street about to buy my clothes at H & M. I pick up a few things and I'm on my way back home to the lower east side in Manhattan. As I walk home in the blistering cold I miss the scorching sun I had back in Florida. But I am happy to be back.
School is starting.. 8:00 AM.
Anyways point of this blog is to share my story. Only I know my story and I've decided I'm going to share it a little different....so stay tuned. [You'll understand in time]
Peace, Love, and Lemon Biscuits <3
Saturday, January 24, 2009
For Starters...
Just a first entry..not much to say.. except that I have A LOT to say. I will be posting shortly. Thanks to my LAM for the banner.
Peace.Love. & Lemon Biscuits <3
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