Sorry for not posting anything in a while.
As some of you know,
I mainly write on Facebook.
I just haven't felt like transferring them lately,
as often happens with me.
But, I'm trying to get myself together,
and soon, I'll start bringing you thr funk
for all of you who aren't friends with me on Facebook.
Til then, later.
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No ego. Haha
September 16, 2009
September 4, 2009
Being John Malkovich or In Their Shoes
It is to my understanding that we all wish to be someone else from time to time,
from the lowest of the low
to the highest of the high.
I mean yes,
we love ourselves,
but there's always at least the curiousity as to what it would be like to live a day in the life of someone else.
Well,
imagine there was a way to be someone else.
There's this movie called Being John Malkovich.
I really wanna see it.
Basically this guy finds this little portal
that allows him to become John Malkovich,
like literally take over his body and be him.
If you don't know who Malkovich is, google him.
Soon, he starts charging people to use the portal.
But I think if he uses it too many times,
he'll actually be stuck as John Malkovich,
not completely sure.
It sounds interesting; the weird kinda flick I'd be into.
Anyway,
I say this because I feel like we'll have the technology
to one day have people become other people,
as like a virtual reality holiday or something.
But it could be stressful.
Think about it.
Everyone has their ups,
but they also have their downs.
Their struggles may be much more than you could have ever imagined,
mostly because you probably thought you wouldn't have to encounter them.
Remember, if everyone wants to be someone else,
and you start life as someone else,
you'll just continuely want to escape to the next person you want to be,
hoping the hardships will be easier to handle.
But who's to say?
You were given your own troubles and woes for a reason;
they are yours to learn from.
Take responsibility for yourself,
and please stop wishing to be someone else.
Trust.
from the lowest of the low
to the highest of the high.
I mean yes,
we love ourselves,
but there's always at least the curiousity as to what it would be like to live a day in the life of someone else.
Well,
imagine there was a way to be someone else.
There's this movie called Being John Malkovich.
I really wanna see it.
Basically this guy finds this little portal
that allows him to become John Malkovich,
like literally take over his body and be him.
If you don't know who Malkovich is, google him.
Soon, he starts charging people to use the portal.
But I think if he uses it too many times,
he'll actually be stuck as John Malkovich,
not completely sure.
It sounds interesting; the weird kinda flick I'd be into.
Anyway,
I say this because I feel like we'll have the technology
to one day have people become other people,
as like a virtual reality holiday or something.
But it could be stressful.
Think about it.
Everyone has their ups,
but they also have their downs.
Their struggles may be much more than you could have ever imagined,
mostly because you probably thought you wouldn't have to encounter them.
Remember, if everyone wants to be someone else,
and you start life as someone else,
you'll just continuely want to escape to the next person you want to be,
hoping the hardships will be easier to handle.
But who's to say?
You were given your own troubles and woes for a reason;
they are yours to learn from.
Take responsibility for yourself,
and please stop wishing to be someone else.
Trust.
September 3, 2009
Blitz
You know how things can change outta nowhere?
Don't you hate that?
Well, I like to refer to it as a blitz.
This unexpected change just rushes at you,
it stuns you,
it makes you reconsider what you were about to do,
and then it hits you.
Sometimes you can adapt to it,
but other times you can only fall flat on your face.
I bring this up cause I experienced a couple blitzes this past month.
Well, for one, the line of work I was in this summer
always had a schedule subject to change.
And a week or so ago, it completely changed for the whole week.
Luckily, I hadn't made any plans yet,
but it went from half days to whole days and then some each day.
But I knew what I had signed up for.
Ah, a good one.
I signed up for this one biology class on insects to fulfill my core requirement.
Mid-August, they announced the class had been changed to forensic science.
As interesting as that sounded, I wasn't sure I was up for it.
So I add/dropped it and got into a 10am Theology on MWF.
I don't like classes before noon, but this one is okay.
Speaking of classes before noon,
I had a 11am on TTh's,
an English one,
but I had to add/drop that one too.
She was tryna go hard...like OD hard.
I could just tell I was gonna end up falling behind
with all the other things I'm tryna do this semester.
So now, I'm in this other biology class about the environment.
Seems interesting so far,
and it's at 1 MWF. :-)
Lastly,
I was in the loop,
one could say,
and was able to know what the musical for the fall might be.
At first, it was between a popular musical that would have just been wrong for the cast we have on tap currently, Rent, and one that would have been perfect for us, Reefer Madness.
Trust me, my summer roommate and I watched it and cast it ourselves. Haha.
Sometime mid-summer,
it was switched to another popular musical, A Chorus Line.
While this was great for my roommate and I,
for we once again watched and cast,
it was still not the best choice for our somewhat stiff cast of actors on tap.
You know... cause there's a lot of dancing.
So, I was prepared for A Chorus Line,
thinking I had a chance.
Then... a week or 2 ago,
the show changes to Chicago.
Turns out that was the plan all along,
just was waiting on the licensing to go through.
...I have yet to see Chicago.
I know it loosely.... but still...
Well... chorus actor, here I come again.
Life is full of Blitz,
some easier to recover from than others.
But always recover from them,
don't dwell on them,
otherwise you'll just make yourself upset.
Word.
Don't you hate that?
Well, I like to refer to it as a blitz.
This unexpected change just rushes at you,
it stuns you,
it makes you reconsider what you were about to do,
and then it hits you.
Sometimes you can adapt to it,
but other times you can only fall flat on your face.
I bring this up cause I experienced a couple blitzes this past month.
Well, for one, the line of work I was in this summer
always had a schedule subject to change.
And a week or so ago, it completely changed for the whole week.
Luckily, I hadn't made any plans yet,
but it went from half days to whole days and then some each day.
But I knew what I had signed up for.
Ah, a good one.
I signed up for this one biology class on insects to fulfill my core requirement.
Mid-August, they announced the class had been changed to forensic science.
As interesting as that sounded, I wasn't sure I was up for it.
So I add/dropped it and got into a 10am Theology on MWF.
I don't like classes before noon, but this one is okay.
Speaking of classes before noon,
I had a 11am on TTh's,
an English one,
but I had to add/drop that one too.
She was tryna go hard...like OD hard.
I could just tell I was gonna end up falling behind
with all the other things I'm tryna do this semester.
So now, I'm in this other biology class about the environment.
Seems interesting so far,
and it's at 1 MWF. :-)
Lastly,
I was in the loop,
one could say,
and was able to know what the musical for the fall might be.
At first, it was between a popular musical that would have just been wrong for the cast we have on tap currently, Rent, and one that would have been perfect for us, Reefer Madness.
Trust me, my summer roommate and I watched it and cast it ourselves. Haha.
Sometime mid-summer,
it was switched to another popular musical, A Chorus Line.
While this was great for my roommate and I,
for we once again watched and cast,
it was still not the best choice for our somewhat stiff cast of actors on tap.
You know... cause there's a lot of dancing.
So, I was prepared for A Chorus Line,
thinking I had a chance.
Then... a week or 2 ago,
the show changes to Chicago.
Turns out that was the plan all along,
just was waiting on the licensing to go through.
...I have yet to see Chicago.
I know it loosely.... but still...
Well... chorus actor, here I come again.
Life is full of Blitz,
some easier to recover from than others.
But always recover from them,
don't dwell on them,
otherwise you'll just make yourself upset.
Word.
September 2, 2009
Bar O' Soap
Okay, real serious question here...
Am I the only one that still washes with a bar of soap instead of body wash?
I mean,
I'm starting to feel as if I'm the only one
showering like a prison inmate minus the fear of dropping the soap.
If anything, I'm practicing not to just in case...
you know, cause black men like to get locked in jail for no reason. :-/
Anyway,I started to notice this freshmen year.
Outta about... 18 guys in my hallway,
I think I was the only one who used a bar,
as far as I could tell from walkin into their bathrooms.
I noticed the same last year and even this year in my room.
The shower is decked out in bottles of body wash and shampoo.
I feel so outta date with my lil bar of soap and its green soap box.
Why is body wash such a big hit with guys?
Is it because of soap scum?
Which I never really got in the first place.
Even if it is scum, it's still soap.
What's dirty about soap?
If any germs get on it, shouldn't the soap kill it?
Maybe I need a scientist to explain it to me.
I bet it won't even be long
before hotels start giving out little bottles of body wash and liquid soap
instead of soap bars.
I don't know,
I'm not too much a fan of the body wash.
I mean yeah,
it seems convienent and quick and easy,
but I feel like the smell really lingers,
which isn't always a good thing.
You ever smell something that tries too hard to smell good?
It's not very pleasing to the nose.
Also, like most black people,
I am accustomed to using a washcloth when I shower.
This is because when you share the soap at home,
you don't want to be using no soap with somebody else's body hair on it.
Ill... ick... nasty.
I feel like body wash is attempting to get rid of washclothes,
which I also am not a fan of.
Again,
maybe it's just me.
But until I'm convinced otherwise,
my Zest soap will suit me just fine.
Word.
Am I the only one that still washes with a bar of soap instead of body wash?
I mean,
I'm starting to feel as if I'm the only one
showering like a prison inmate minus the fear of dropping the soap.
If anything, I'm practicing not to just in case...
you know, cause black men like to get locked in jail for no reason. :-/
Anyway,I started to notice this freshmen year.
Outta about... 18 guys in my hallway,
I think I was the only one who used a bar,
as far as I could tell from walkin into their bathrooms.
I noticed the same last year and even this year in my room.
The shower is decked out in bottles of body wash and shampoo.
I feel so outta date with my lil bar of soap and its green soap box.
Why is body wash such a big hit with guys?
Is it because of soap scum?
Which I never really got in the first place.
Even if it is scum, it's still soap.
What's dirty about soap?
If any germs get on it, shouldn't the soap kill it?
Maybe I need a scientist to explain it to me.
I bet it won't even be long
before hotels start giving out little bottles of body wash and liquid soap
instead of soap bars.
I don't know,
I'm not too much a fan of the body wash.
I mean yeah,
it seems convienent and quick and easy,
but I feel like the smell really lingers,
which isn't always a good thing.
You ever smell something that tries too hard to smell good?
It's not very pleasing to the nose.
Also, like most black people,
I am accustomed to using a washcloth when I shower.
This is because when you share the soap at home,
you don't want to be using no soap with somebody else's body hair on it.
Ill... ick... nasty.
I feel like body wash is attempting to get rid of washclothes,
which I also am not a fan of.
Again,
maybe it's just me.
But until I'm convinced otherwise,
my Zest soap will suit me just fine.
Word.
September 1, 2009
Abs VS Flab
Okay, fun fact:
Before I came to college,
I weighed a measly 147 lbs.
Around the end of my freshmen year in college,
I was about 174 lbs, I think.
Yup, I traded my very slender physique
for a heavier one.
My abs slowly but surely developed into a gut,
one I still carry.
It can just be hard to tell because I suck it in.
I've become very good at this,
except for after I eat a lot.
Anyway,
I'm bringing this to light now
because during the summer,
I did a lot of physical labor.
Therefore, I have actually begun to develop muscles.
My biceps are starting to firm up,
and my chest is gettin bigger.
The only thing that really remains the same is my stomach.
Now, I can suck it in
so that it appears as a set of very fleshy abs...
with small love handles on the side.
What I'm tryna figure out now is do I wanna start workin out
and become a lean mean grillin machine again.
I mean, I do want to have like that nice beach bod again...
but there's something nice about a gut.
It's kinda comfortable
and fun to play with if you know what I mean.
As a skinny kid,
I had always wondered what it would be like to be fat.
I kinda know now, because I don't ever really plan on gettin "big" big.
Also,
did you know that the gut is kind of a trend now?
Yeah, not sure how this happened,
but some article I read said
a belly on guys was becoming part of this hipster uniform or something.
You know,
girth was a sign of wealth and power back in the Ye Ole days.
Maybe such is making a comeback of sorts.
Being in shape can be overrated anyway.
It's a bunch of pain and struggle,
and if you get real big and muscular,
it usually ends up turnin into fat or ugly/odd lookin muscle when you get older.
So, I'm still undecided at the moment.
But at the moment I'm leanin towards flab.
I mean ey,
it's easier to get to and maintain.
Word.
Before I came to college,
I weighed a measly 147 lbs.
Around the end of my freshmen year in college,
I was about 174 lbs, I think.
Yup, I traded my very slender physique
for a heavier one.
My abs slowly but surely developed into a gut,
one I still carry.
It can just be hard to tell because I suck it in.
I've become very good at this,
except for after I eat a lot.
Anyway,
I'm bringing this to light now
because during the summer,
I did a lot of physical labor.
Therefore, I have actually begun to develop muscles.
My biceps are starting to firm up,
and my chest is gettin bigger.
The only thing that really remains the same is my stomach.
Now, I can suck it in
so that it appears as a set of very fleshy abs...
with small love handles on the side.
What I'm tryna figure out now is do I wanna start workin out
and become a lean mean grillin machine again.
I mean, I do want to have like that nice beach bod again...
but there's something nice about a gut.
It's kinda comfortable
and fun to play with if you know what I mean.
As a skinny kid,
I had always wondered what it would be like to be fat.
I kinda know now, because I don't ever really plan on gettin "big" big.
Also,
did you know that the gut is kind of a trend now?
Yeah, not sure how this happened,
but some article I read said
a belly on guys was becoming part of this hipster uniform or something.
You know,
girth was a sign of wealth and power back in the Ye Ole days.
Maybe such is making a comeback of sorts.
Being in shape can be overrated anyway.
It's a bunch of pain and struggle,
and if you get real big and muscular,
it usually ends up turnin into fat or ugly/odd lookin muscle when you get older.
So, I'm still undecided at the moment.
But at the moment I'm leanin towards flab.
I mean ey,
it's easier to get to and maintain.
Word.
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