Ms. Sandy

She couldn't have been married with all the wreckage she did in my area. Boardwalk uprooted and misplaced in people's living rooms, cars drowned in water, fires in various areas and then no electricity for two weeks. Lets just say my October into November transition has been very sour. But in all, I learned a couple of things from the old miss.

1. You are born alone and you will die alone. You may not necessarily die alone but you understand the gist. Everybody answer their papa name when gbese knack.
2. Surprises are everywhere and can come from anyone. During a time of need, want, need/want, people will surprise you and that goes for the people who you know love you, the people who you think love you and the people who don't. 
3. You can survive it. Whether you will is a different story but you can do it. You know that quote, "You don't know how strong you are until being strong is the only thing you can be" or something like that, Mademoiselle Sting (yes I've changed your name for you) reminded me of it just days before Miss Sandy arrived. And there I was having to make it through darkness with no type of communication with the outside world and still go to school the next week and take exams and hand in papers, I swear I thought I would pass out and start crying like a big baby as I waited for the dollar van to arrive because buses wouldn't go into the area because of the darkness. Actually I did cry and then I remembered that tears won't take my ass home. 
4. There may be someone in a "better" situation than you, but remember that you are in a "better" situation than someone. We all face different battles. I am still feeling pain for those in Staten Island. My heart prays for a better day for them everyday. I mean my situation was bad, real bad but I know people that some of the things they've lost are irreplaceable and the pain is inconsolable. To those in Staten Island, other parts of New York, New Jersey, and anywhere else that suffered any type of loss, may GOD restore unto and comfort you.
5. The best food and gist is made when there is no light. Things like family and neighbor gist hardly occur when there's TV shows, internet access and a working phone. When was the last time I sang with my sisters and had a good laugh with mi familia, or went to see my friend in the next building, prior to Hurricane or as they now call it, Superstorm Sandy, I hadn't seen my family friend in months and she lives in the next building. I saw her more in the one week than I had seen her all year. Without electricity, no blender or microwave, come and taste the delicious stew your homegirl made. I would have never guessed. Everything just reminded of days in my gmom's house in Benin. I was to young to really enjoy it and participate, but the laughter that I heard was real and I never knew what I was laughing at but I laughed because it felt good. It never happened anytime else unless in the darkness with candlelights flicking everywhere. Good times people, good times.

Hope anyone that had to make love to their bed without light as Miss Sandy passed made it out OK. Stay cool. Lerra pipuls.

Conclusion...

...The waves of exhaustion is real and I'm feeling it.
...I can't with you anymore.
...It hasn't and it won't work.
...I'm not giving up, I'm letting go.

Haaaaaaa. BULLSHIT. I'm bored. Hope everyone is doing well and starting off the week on a good note.

Found this lurking in my drafts.

Telling me that you've been thinking of me all day makes me think you're jobless
Telling me that you broke a girl's heart because you have feelings for me makes me just think you're mean
In short, all those niceties that you plan to say to me won't have the, umm, usual effect they have on girls.
I'm a woman. Please try and be grown and show some sense of responsibility.

O Babe I Like Your Combinayson

...There was a time that color blocking used to be called color rioting. Before we use to laugh. Now we praise em for their style.

...Times are changing.


Not sinking yet but I'm getting deep. <--School ref.

Alive

For those of you who cared (none), no I haven't been hit by a car or thrown into the ocean, I've just had nothing to say other than, school has started. Don't think that that was new-post worthy. Hope you're all doing fine though, enjoying the fall and the rains and effed up weather it brings. Well going back to studying. Mandatory Score of 100 exam Monday so yeah.

Shit I Watch While Bummin' It Out

Yh. This is what I need right now. Excuse the cursing.

 Brotherly Love

Brotherly Love 2

Happy Sunday.

Tired isn't even the word...

Its only Tuesday and I feel burnt out. As in, there's no more fuel in me. Had a lot of thinking to do over the past week concerning school and everything else in my life so both mentally and physically, I am exhausted. As much as summer was suppose to be a break from everything that stresses me out during the school year, it wasn't. In all honestly the lines between school stress and life stress have become blurred and have crossed over and have multiplied. Basically, all have just become stress. No particular title or specific group. Just stress.

On a brighter note, I went on a shopping binge, had my account overdrawn is how serious it got. Sigh.

I just saw this and it made me smile a little. It just goes to show that people can be different and still be united.

J.L.P (from my facebook page) wrote: 

"My hair is relaxed. Chemically straightened and colored flaming red. I am not someone who seeks to be white. Nor am I doubtful of my heritage. I am someone who grew tired of natural styling, and who is confident enough in my history and skin to wear what I want. Pride is not worn on my scalp, its shown through endeavors"

As a response, N.A.A (a friend of J.L.P), responded:

"my version: My hair is natural and coiled. Not straightened, not colored. I am not someone who seeks to be black/more black. Nor am I doubtful of my heritage. I am someone who grew tired of relaxed styling, and who is confident enough in my history and skin to wear what I want. Pride is not worn on my scalp, its shown through endeavors."

People need to just stop with the whole you are more/less proud of your native land by the way you carry you hair. Yes, hair is important but to each man/woman his own. What would you now say to the half cast with a African mother and Russian father who has blond kinks. Abeg free ppl and their hair. Jor ooooooo. 

"Sometimes I feel like, throw my hands up in the air// I know I can count on you// Sometimes I feel like saying, LORD I just don't care// But you've got the love I need to see me through" 

                                                                            --"You've Got The Love" by Florence + The Machine