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29
Nov

An angel came down and blessed my holiday, I don’t know if it was cus my family missed me or if it was because my cousins came here from Nigeria but this holiday was the best so far. I had a few surpises and disapponts but over all graeat. My siblings and nephew are the best love them all.. Getting sleepi now so I’ll sleep on my way hopefully to wake up nd study later

So the difference between a website with traffic and a website without is content. Well Duh of course. You have to bring something into the world if you want to reap rewards. Well I dont know just yet what i want to give to my visitors. All i have been able to give is my bruised and tattered feelings well Im over that for now eh!

lets add a bit of color to this establishment shall we? This whole semester consisted of colorism well last year as well, in my AP english class. COLORISM. Although I would rather not jump on his bandwagon I can relate to atleast two of his songs. One with the Nigerian chorus <3 [id like to make myself a fan not just b/c everyone loves him]

and this one SHADES…. I absolutely love Chrisette Michelle so it was obvious I’d like the song. Then again what he was rappping about sounded like my cute little childhood. In a lady’s perpective. Any who this is the song

. Enjoy it I guess.
i shall add a link of my portfolio within the year. ONE MONTH left to go yay.
I also need to make another template. all the ones I am recycling are bland. I need some change, dont you agree? well
On to the next one… introducing my baby bro into the world of blogging! PASSING THE TORCH

So the difference between a website with traffic and a website without is content. Well Duh of course. You have to bring something into the world if you want to reap rewards. Well I dont know just yet what i want to give to my visitors. All i have been able to give is my bruised and tattered feelings well Im over that for now eh!

lets add a bit of color to this establishment shall we? This whole semester consisted of colorism well last year as well, in my AP english class. COLORISM. Although I would rather not jump on his bandwagon I can relate to atleast two of his songs. One with the Nigerian chorus <3 [id like to make myself a fan not just b/c everyone loves him]

and this one SHADES…. I absolutely love Chrisette Michelle so it was obvious I’d like the song. Then again what he was rappping about sounded like my cute little childhood. In a lady’s perpective. Any who this is the song

. Enjoy it I guess.
i shall add a link of my portfolio within the year. ONE MONTH left to go yay.
I also need to make another template. all the ones I am recycling are bland. I need some change, dont you agree? well
On to the next one… introducing my baby bro into the world of blogging! PASSING THE TORCH

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25
Nov

I JUST WANTED TO MAKE ANOTHER ANNOUNCEMENT ON HOW ANGRY I AM. THIS WILL NOT CHANGE UNTIL THERE IS A SIGNIFICANT CHANGE IN MY LIFE. WOW.

….EVEN john, ryan, solange , corrine, and kanye cant fix this….. :/

25
Nov

studying during my time off.. eyes burn. GRRR… sleepi. hungry but im at home odd. I cant lie i got pretty full today <3 the fam. Um just realized i freaking went over board w this whole expressing my feelings ish. keeping more stuff bottled in or atleast less writing and more photoshopping!

25
Nov

http://www.thehaitianqueen.com/photo/1280/255914837/1/tumblr_ktmj4fEtkX1qa2rin

This gave me quite a chuckle. I came across this image while I was looking for other blog/personal sites. I dont particularly have a view in regards to it but I do think its funny. Ironic that thats how things turn out eh?

• Thanks giving has never quite been a huge holiday in my family. Then again neither are any other holidays. It has always been something that I have craved for, a huge family gathering, joy, laughter, food, lots of food. My parents are prone to work at least half of the day and my siblings are siting in a cold house watching cartoons and reality television.

• About two years ago I decided that this has to stop. Not for the fact that I was sick of hearing other folk talk about how great their break was but because I didnt want my siblings to do the same. I put some grease on my elbow and we worked on it. Now we have a cute little dinner…’before’ my parents went to work. Its quite heart warming because the satisfaction I gain from it is that my family has a bit of a glow during the holiday.

• This Thanks Giving holiday is probably going to be the most important thus far. Not only is it my first big holiday back home from College, It is the first Holiday we spend with family i grew up with. I mean my cousin from PA has been around but I didnt meet her and her family until i was about 15 years old. My cousin, his wife and child came from Nigeria a few days ago and its great. Its the closets and only family I have here…. well

21
Nov

Last night my ‘roomies’ and I went over to Georgetown. It was beautiful. It is rather upsetting to admit itbut evry Infle area that I have visited makes nw dc look bad. It is literally in the hood. It’s such a new experience for me because throughout the night all I hear are police and ambulance sirens. Although we are about a block awayfrom Howard universityhospital it is still rather frustrating. Well we went there to watch the movie precious. I am one to admire art and that movie was artistic. The camera shots and scenes just made it an irregular movie. Irregular in the manner that it supercedes other films like it. It conveyed it a message of overcoming asdversity but in very graphic way. I cried. I Lso cried when I watched a short of spike lee as well as two of the Michael Jackson videos. But I will reiterate on that experience later. As of now I’m at the library congress. Tight. Security ofcourse. I’m here to get my library of congress card

I cried a tear because of you
I cried a tear because we’re through
I cried a tear what else could I do
But cry and sigh for love of you

I felt a tear fall in my heart
You fooled me so I wasn’t smart
I can’t believe that we must part
Come back to stay let’s make a new start

Music interlude

I cried a tear because of you
I cried a tear because we’re through
Please make my dream of you come true
Don’t make me cry a tear for you
Don’t make me cry a tear for you

If songs could explain how I felt right now,,, id have many albums.
I received a cute little comment. I fell hard. The funny thing is
I was trying to avoid it. I knew what would happen, how it would happen and how it would end.
I got a nonsense reply of security and here i am… with these dipsy lyrics. I honestly wish i dindt have to vent like this
but for some reason the things I say really hold no value to people. Its quite sad. I say the absolute truth many- a- times
but due to ignorance, my information is overlooked.

This is why I miss being home. It sounds rather snobbish but everything I do there is law lol. I should begin packing tomorrow.
I should also have studied for my math retake. HATE MATH.
well back to the main subject:
what i would say to you if i had the gall:
The rules to the game have not changed. soon enough im packing it all away and we wont even even be playmate
SB—>this roomate thing is not for me. I miss tghe luxary of having my own room. the freedom to do what at please at whatever hour I please.
People live differently thus it is expected that they cannot e always compatiable. like me bloggin at 250am is a prblem. leaving my lights on. At home
I’d so have all the lights on, music blasting, on the phone yaping.
end <—SB
Well I dont know what to say anymore about my situation. The [forget about it] solution, NEVER worked. It only made things worse for me.
of course it would be for me for the fact that evey little thing bothers me. Problem number one… it technically didnt lst long enough not to let go.
hardest thing to do was allow the feelings to come. Now the hardest thing is getting rid of them.
I have to vent, otherwise i will go to bed with a heavy heart and possibly a head ache.
…well it didnt quite help.
gniite anways.

19
Nov

I’m hungry my hair is not done & one of the things that will make me feel better is a meaningful hug. Last year I felt like evrything was just horrible. I had a lot going against me but I still had my little spark of hope. Well now things are not ap bad but that spark died a long time ago. It’s really odd but that small bit of electricity kept me going. I was truly happy nothing brought me down unless that spark had dimmed down now I’m walking in the dark and I can just feel the cold. Nothing seems to warm me up. I’m just in the dark walking win evrything that inposssobly need, in the right direction but there is no spark. I don’t know how to deal with it. There is no avenue. Anyother form of light just doesn’t work for me. I honestly wish I had the spark because weather it was known or not it kept me going and it kept me happy. Unfortunately like I learned in the par year nothing works to your advantage unless it is yours. I’ll be waitng for my torch to guide me through the night. It’s sas to say I need it but it is what I need. Just that, mainl that. The original not the copy or Countdrfeit. I want what is intended for me and me only.