It's a small WORLD after all...

How does it feel to be caught up in a world where everybody knows somebody that links back to YOU? I know if not everyone that reads this has a story or knows someone that dealt with a circle of friends who were attracted to a person in another circle and that's how it started. But how did it end? Well here's the thing...Why do we date someone then feel obligated to hook the homie up with his/her friend? I think thats the 1st mistake for soo many reasons, mainly because your always going to hear something (bad or good) from each of them because you linked them together. So then when neither of those "relationships" work you move on to the next right? RIGHT!! The next happens to be cool with someone else you know or close too so the cycle continues...Before you know it you've been with about 4 people whom where all linked in some kind of way. How do you break free??

I know alot of times its NEVER on purpose that you fall for your ex's friend or associate, it just happens! Females have created this unwritten rule that you just dont date, have sex with, or even think about someone we've had dealings with PERIOD!! However, not every female agrees with th@ because of different circumstances in their eyes. Males usually see it as ya girl was on me so I did what any guy would do and he takes ol girl down. For me it's all HIGH SCHOOL!!! No really because most of the people you've encountered in your life was through high school [tell me I'm lying].

Personally I won't EVER deal with someone in the "circle" again (yes I said again) cause it's hard enough finding someone outside the "circle" that has No ties whatsoever to the "circle" lol. You gotta be selfish when it comes down to really being serious about he or she. Cause if you don't you'll just find yourself saying, "its a small WORLD after all" while shaking your head.

~ I need feedback on this so plz comment, agree to disagree. Whatever u like lol.

Sex

I know some of you lit up when you seen SEX, huh? Thought to yourself, 'thats a must read' LOL! Naw but really lets get into it (sex talk). I was reading this book about this spiritual connection type stuff that makes peoples' sex drive go thru the roof. Which made me think about how nowadays you don't even need a connection, except for physically to get you some. Not saying it's something wrong with that (i dnt judge) but I prefer more than just the physical aspect of things. Don't get me wrong it's been a time where I decided taken him down was definitely going to happen regardless cause baby was just that FINE! lol

Lastnight on twitter alot of the ppl I follow had this #twitterafterdark trending topic going on and I MUST say it was FUN and REAL. Just tweeting about the things we like while having or before sex. We talked about oral, foreplay, porn, etc. You name it we pretty much covered it. So here's where I start getting into more serious questions...As an adult you realize it's time to find that special someone and potentially develop a relationship, right?? How do you go about doing that given what all males/females have experienced in y'all day and age? Meaning the people in your "circle" or outside of the circle has at least experienced someone or something near you. You get my drift?? [someone knows someone that you been with if they haven't been with them too]. Which brings me to my next blog...

a little something to enjoy

Live Cast #13 / Colbie Caillat – Fallin For You from Borey on Vimeo.

[this is why i love the guitar!!!]

i feel like i should let you all know...

i have the biggest crush on Keyshia Cole! we all have our celebrities. and she is one of mine. Keri Hilson is pretty up there right now. and i can never resist Erykah Badu. but Keyshia is where it's @ for me. i met her once. kept my cool :) i met Keri Hilson too but i had to leave before i fell in love...[don't judge me]

now yall know i play it like a pro in the game...

so i've been doing this bloggin thing for a bit. a while back my friend Hamilton started his blog and i came across Kanye West's blog and they both inspired me to start blogging. now it's been a while since i been on my first blog. but i reactivated so i can post a link to this one and someone took the opportunity to check it out [you just keep rockin' wit cha bad self!] and it kind of made me look back @ my old posts. please don't take this the wrong way: but i wrote some good stuff! i reread some of the things i wrote and instantly jumped into that very moment. i smiled. i frowned. got a little angry. laughed. it was a crazy little ride. but that's a secret motive behind me bloggin so much. i don't expect everyone to feel me on everything. but i figure this stuff is going to be lost in cyberspace @ some point. and generations are going to go by and someone just might discover my blogs. and just imagine how they would feel to come across some blog posts of mine that they related to 300 years later??? crazy right?! i'm definitely aiming to make a some sort of name for myself in my lifetime [different post. different time ;)] but i don't disregard the idea that whatever i do in my life has the ability to live on forever is possible. maybe i'm a bit crazy for that. but it makes me appreciate life and the things that occur in my life that much more as well as take more pride in what i do and what effect i have on the world. don't get me wrong. i'm a work in progress [;)] but look out for me. i got plans. with that being said i just wanted to post a few links to some old posts i revisited and figured some might enjoy:

how does it happen?
on my mind
friends...part deux
happiness
good guy
gettin' my 3 L's on
kiss me in the morning
i'm talking to me in the mirror...
take me as i am
the point of it all
forgive & forget
heavenly
i give you my soul
you amazing creatures you!
well isn't this awkward...
let's be real


those may be a bit much to read all in one sitting but by all means pick and choose. revisit. there's some good stuff in there. i promise. reading those posts kind of renewed a bit of my passion for words and blogging so hopefully i'll be able to bring that over here. please enjoy and don't be afraid to give any/all feedback. let's talk about it :)

SOUL SisTahs

I love this so I thought I'd share...Hope you likey and plz comment :)

Answers given on our ancestors risen.
Resurrected.
Spoken lyrics on the spirits of ancestors to Black Panthers.
Harriet Tubman and Sojourner Truth.
Learning the burning truth about Angela Davis or Assata Shakur.
Kathleen Cleaver.
Controlled whispers for my soul sisters who held things down for US brothers because they loved US.
Called nigger, niggress, nigga, or niggette yet were Nubianesque queens.
Treated US brothers like kings.
Fed US our freedom as they led US to freedom.
Stood right by our side and cried as Panthers partied.
'Til questions ended and answers started.
Our ancestors were sisters who blessed US.
For the pathways paved, homage is paid for those that birthed and nursed and mothered the revolution.

-By Kommon Knowledge

Reminder of how blessed I am.

Life...ups, downs, smiles, and frowns. But even after the very horrible or very happy moments we still realize how blessed we are. Well at least those who have hearts. I can NEVER understand why people take peoples lives but it happens for a reason. Reasons we can NEVER truly pinpoint. This story on the Billings has definitely touched my heart and I hope it touched or touchs y'all too. The tradegy happen this past summer and after all the stuff that I thought that I went through couldn't get any worse, I realize there are 9 special needs kids without parents and they really have NO clue as to why? how? who? So when I decide to complain or think that my problems are soo BIG, I'm now reminded that i'm not at all alone. No matter what we have something to be thankful for because we're still breathing, It's a BLESSING!!!!

[ The story of Billings Murder]

"One moment, they were sleeping peacefully in their Florida home. The next, they were innocent victims of a methodical murder plot.

On July 9, 2009, gunmen broke into Melanie and Byrd "Bud" Billings' home and killed them while they lay in bed. Bud was shot six times, and Melanie took five bullets to the chest, face and head.

Melanie and Bud weren't the only ones at home that night. Nine adopted children with special needs, members of the Billingses' large, loving family, were sleeping nearby.

Ashley Markham, their 27-year-old daughter who lives outside the home, remembers the day vividly. "I called the house about 7:30, and that's when Jacob answered," she says. "Jacob was very distraught."

Then, Jacob, Ashley's 10-year-old adopted brother with Down syndrome, handed the telephone to his autistic sister, Adrianna, who told Ashley their parents were laying on the floor.

Confused and scared, Ashley called 911 while she drove to her parents' house. "I remember pulling up outside the fence, and the yard was taped off," she says. "There were so many police officers, and nobody knew what was going on."

Further investigation led to a chilling discovery. The security cameras Melanie and Bud had installed to watch over their adopted children caught the moments before the murders on tape". (via Oprah.com)

P.s. Also if you go to Oprah.com you can get more on the story and the trust they have for the childern, if you CAN donate. Thx Loves!!

I'm a Tweeter. R u??

Twitter! thee most AWESOME way of communication since cell phones. I mean you can do soo much in 140 characters or less. Piss sum1 off, make sum1s day, bring awareness too, twitpic , twitvid, etc. You have those other sites to like uhm...dang I can't even think of them, uh.....Oh yeah facebook, myspace, skype etc. that did the "job" for the moment but then they died out. I personally dont think twitter will die down because you have your A-listers and alot(if not all) of America tweeting. Really your getting all you want right from the source if they have a twitter page, what more could you ask for?? TWITTER U ROCK!!

P.s. Follow @daymechelle and @thisismycool thx!

just an Imaginary friend...

I don't know my real name.
But he called me Mikey. He is Stanley. And I, am his imaginary friend.
Or at least I used to be...
It's kind of like he doesn't see me anymore.
I mean, no one else really did. But that was fine for the both of us.
This one time we almost thought his mom saw me!
But it just turned out to be a shadow...
I remember he cried that night.
But that wasn't the first time.
I think that was when his dad left.
Now that I think of it, he cried a lot.
His brothers could be so mean! They almost never played with him.
And when they did, they just tortured him until he cried.
I guess that's where I came in...
Oh we played all the time!
My favorite game was when we would pretend to be warriors in a forgotten kingdom.
Oh and when we would save the princess from the dragon's cave!
Wanna know something?
He was my first real friend.
My only friend now that I think of it...
See, we imaginary friends don't really get a say in this life of ours. If you could even call it that.
We are created by and for our "real" friends. Everything that could ever want and need in a friend.
Sweet deal huh? It works out pretty well for us too! [LoL]
Or at least it did for me.
Me and Stanley had some great adventures...
What I wouldn't give to go on one last Space Mission.
[looks to the sky] FLY ME TO THE MOON!!!
...
I don't really know where I go now.
I don't know what I do now.
Oh Stanley has all kinds of friends now.
Sure, I'm still around.
But like I said, it's like he doesn't see me anymore...
Every time he burst through his door I can't help but jump for joy thinking he's ready to save the world again!
But he just tosses his backpack on the bed and runs outside to play with his "real" friends.
He didn't ask me to come along so I just sit by the window and watch.
Hoping that every time he comes near he'll see his good ol' friend Mikey and ask me to come out and play...
I know I can't stay here forever.
But where does an imaginary friend go when he's not a friend anymore?



okay, so i randomly found myself wondering how imaginary friends felt when they lost their "real" friends. and I thought about writing about it. and a friend told me i should. so i did. i don't really have things planned out when i type. i just put my fingers to the keys and let them dance their hearts out. so i did that with this too. and this is what happened. i apologize if it's a bit weird for most. sometimes it be's like that [LoL] i hope you enjoyed.

and your whispering eye...

during the week i don't get much TV in. but the weekends seem to be where i get it in if anything. especially Sundays. NFL all day. some homework. The Cleveland Show. Family Guy. Entourage [season finale was the sh*t!] and now Dexter just to name a few of my Sunday shows [Weeds and True Blood are done] but anyways i get a lot of sleep in on Sundays too so i'm usually up late and i try and catch some movies i haven't seen before. no preference really. i try to be open-minded. again. i ramble. this Sunday i peeped Role Models. now this is my kind of movie. kind of falls in there with 40-year old virgin. juno. superbad. knocked up. you get where this is going? well yea. it made me laugh quite a bit. i'm not into ruining movies so i won't get into it. but it was a good flick. check it out if you haven't. now i'm about to check out Ghost Town with Ricky Gervais. heard good things about it. plus i think his new movie The Invention Of Lying is going to be pretty funny.

[p.s. i find this guy Keegan-Michael Key is funny]

The Cleveland Show

iiiiiiiiiiiiiii like it!

what's wrong with you?

absolutely nothing! as imperfect as you are. as imperfect as we all are. absolutely nothing is wrong with you. or me. or her. or him. or them. or us. in an earlier blog post [daymechelle] posted earlier "Where I'm at Now!" she hits some good points about 'maturity'. she writes:

I'm at a place of Maturity...
Maturing comes with life experiences. My mistakes have matured me a hell of a lot! I've made the same mistake TWICE and it shouldn't of happen but it did and now I truly get why it happen. I had to mature.
I'm at a place of no matter what happens from this day forward it wont be redundant. I'm living each day with a purpose and goal. Along the way I'm bettering myself and trying to help those who are by my side as well.

-daymechelle

beautiful right??? i feel like that provides a perfect example of how to accept who you are. accept who you are becoming. accept who you want to become. we are all just works in progress. and being so young, it's foolish to think we are anything close to perfection. so i pose the question again: what's wrong with you? i hope your answer is 'absolutely nothing'. if not, reread this post and "Where I'm at Now!" as many times as you need to. keep in mind that some days you may be a bit happier with yourself than others. and understand that going through the range of your emotions is just fine. whether it be a good day. happy day. bad day. gloomy day. stressful day. lazy day. etc. just try and remain positive to the best of your ability. and take time to yourself every now and then. escape into a world of music. art. poetry. or whatever you find joy in. it's impossible to stay in the public eye forever. we all need an escape. and just remember: flaws and all. absolutely nothing is wrong with you. we are all a continuous work in progress :)

cool bloggers!

so this may be a new blog. but i've been blogging for a bit and i will have to say that even though it's still early in this blogs life, several unique souls have tuned into our station. [i like the way that sounded :)] and they've really done the ultimate deed by commenting slash responding to our post. [every blogger should appreciate comments...bad or good...that means people are reading.] i wanna take the time to shout out there blogs [hopefully they do not mind :/] and i encourage all who come across this blog or this posts to check em out and see how amazingly unique each one is. i love it! hopefully they'll keep coming back for more and we [Eccentric Souls] will be able to keep everyone's interest [that goes for all you new visitors as well]

elleB. Vega*
Futuristic Immaturity
j...
maryceleste ;
In la hotta Car 54

please dont be afraid to follow or comment either them or us. we love love here at [Eccentric Souls] both giving and receiving. catch you later yea?...

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IDK

I DON'T KNOW!!!!
These past few days have been HARD! I don't know if it's me just siking myself out or what...But this pass friday I was in my 1st car accident and it was one of those experiences where you know it's coming and you see "your life flash be4 your eyes". To paint this picture for y'all, I was waiting at a stop sign by my house and you can only make a right onto this BUSY street. While waiting I'm seeing cars going extremely fast so that's telling me I can't make my right turn safely. As I'm still waiting a lady is headed South dwn the BUSY street but getting over to her left hand lane to make a left onto the street I was on. I'm thinking to myself, I know she's not about to try and beat these cars cause its NOT going to be good and there is NO WAY your gonna win. Sure enough she tried and seconds later her front end was into my driver side door. So of course it wasn't my fault, I just happen to be at the WRONG place at the WRONG time. I'm soo grateful that I'm alive and have all my body parts because I honestly shouldn't have and that's what I struggle with. The fact that I've had this experience where it was completely out of my control, it SCARED the shit out of me! I recognize this feeling also when some1 close to me has died. I'm always trying to keep the smile on my face and act like all is well when it's not. I've developed this wall when it comes down to REAL REAL emotions, its because previous events that have shattered me and I'm steady trying to pick up the pieces. When one thing happens after another how can you really be pieced together as a whole?? Don't get me WRONG I can express my feelings but I feel like when I do it solves nothing, I've just expressed my vulnerability to the next person so they have something "juicy" to tell the next person. I feel this way ONLY because I see it happen every single day! Some1 has something to tell regardless if its their business or not. I'm NOT sure about anything!!! I HONESTLY question EVERYthing!!!

Ppl like this should die!

I'm NOT the person he has to answer to but I sure as hell wish I was cause he'd honestly BURN in HELL!!!! This is beyond SICK! check out the link.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pAUkt4Qt-bU

Where I'm at Now!

My intent was to take this to another level and get political but I decided to get a bit personal instead...Let me know what you think:)

Where I'm at Now...

I'm at a place of exceptance...
Excepting the fact that all things aren't as they seem.
I'm at a place of happiness...
Happiness is what I develop for myself and allow others to add-on too.
I'm at a place of awareness...
Aware that anything I want I have to go get, but still aware that along the way I will make mistakes and grow from them.
I'm at a place of understanding...
understanding that not everyone will see eye to eye with me, different views is what makes life unique.
I'm at place of communication...
Communication is essential PERIOD!! in any and all relationships.

I'm at a place of love...
Love is powerful, complex, and beautiful. I have alot of love to give. I want the right person to recieve it as well as give back.
I'm at a place of Maturity...
Maturing comes with life experiences. My mistakes have matured me a hell of a lot! I've made the same mistake TWICE and it shouldn't of happen but it did and now I truly get why it happen. I had to mature.
I'm at a place of no matter what happens from this day forward it wont be redundant. I'm living each day with a purpose and goal. Along the way I'm bettering myself and trying to help those who are by my side as well.

Coming from where I'm from has made me who I am today as well as brought me to the place I'm at NOW!!

A Letter To My Generation

A Letter To My Generation

To Whom It May Concern,

Now is the time! Hear my voice and understand I speak to my generation and all generations that may be similar. Now is the time! Throw your excuses out of the window. Cast your fears aside. Now is a time, if ever there was one, to believe in yourself. The phrase “Anything Is Possible” is a staple in many lives now. And I urge my generation NOT TO RUN AWAY FROM IT. Rather, I encourage you all to embrace it. Better yet, I dare you to. I dare you to challenge yourself. Get off the corners. Get in school. Educate your minds. There is so much you can learn about yourself and what you are capable of just by being in the environment of education. Now is the time! President Barack Obama stands for more than just bragging rights for a culture. He represents the history of a people that have come a long way to say the least. Understand his story. His courage. His determination. His mission. His message. Understand that you are just as much apart of the history of your people as President Barack Obama is. I myself haven’t always been the motivated and inspired young man I am today. I admit I gave into the comforts of taking life for granted. Not going to school. Wasting time. Wasting money. But just as these words will ring clear in someone’s ears. The words of Barack Obama woke me up from my self imposed slumber. The echoes of so many forgotten souls began to become clearer. Voting for a Black President gave me a different sense of pride. I chose knowledge over arrogance. Passion over rage. Understanding over stubbornness. I Say It Loud: I’m Black and I’m proud! My vision is getting clearer. I am now starting to see what it means to hold the power of my fist in the air for all to see. I’m here. We’re here. I say again: Now is the time! Motivate yourself. Inspire others. In these hard times the best investment that we, as a young generation, can make; is in ourselves. Not in the cars. Not in the clothes. Not in the jewelry. But in our minds. In our spirits. Developing an understanding of where we come from, where we are, and where we can go from here. My dear generation. We are young. But we are strong. Now is the time! The foundation was laid for us. Now all we have to do is continue to build up this legacy. Continue to build up this strength. We’ve come so far. But we haven’t finished yet. President Barack Obama is just the beginning. You’re next in line. Be strong. Be focused. Be proud. Now is the time!

Sincerely,

[this poem was written in Feb. 2009]

R.I.P. Derrion Albert

this sh*t is not a game! I work @ a school in Compton and sh*t like this can happen EVERY SINGLE DAY! this sh*t is not a game! it's so easy to say "Stop The Violence". but what most fail to realize is that a lot of the victims of situations like this are honestly put in a situation where they are simply FIGHTING FOR THEIR LIVES! i'm 22. and back when i was in high school, i was in these little school gangs. i understand kids fight just for the sake of fighting. but i also know first hand IT ALWAYS GETS OUT OF CONTROL. here i am; second year in California, fighting a legit street gang @ my very first homecoming game. that sh*t wasn't cute. as a matter of fact a young man that attends the school I work at in Compton was shot at on his way home two weeks ago. fortunately, he survived with 2 bullets in his right arm. and now has to learn to use his left arm because his right will never be the same. [...he's not even 18!] again. this sh*t is not a game! but, today, this same young man, who NEVER shows up to the after-school program i run, shows up about 15 mins after program starts out of breath. apparently while on his way home, he saw the guys who shot @ him and fearing for his life he ran back to school where he felt safe. absolutely f*cking ridiculous! these kids are scared to go home! there are so many more accounts like this i can tell you about the kids that attend this school in Compton. and as bad as it sounds, everyday i'm scared im going to hear that something similar to Derrion Albert happened to anyone of the young men i have doing push-ups for cuss words and use of the "N" word. THIS is why i chose to be in school to be a history professor. to change this pattern. teach these children. of all races. about THEIR history. all they have accomplished without even knowing it. so they can do more than fall into the lure of the streets. i'm trying my hardest to establish a sense of pride within these children so they can do more for themselves and their families; past, present, and future. but can they hear me through their own cries for help? this sh*t is not a game! my next post will be a letter i wrote last year for Black History Month.

Lauryn Hill - Ex Factor

i figured you guys wouldn't mind checking this out...

Where I'm From...Where I'm at Now...

I happen to go thru papers and I came across some work I did while in high school...As I'm flipping thru the pages I see this "Where I'm From" poem that I did in one of my favorite teachers(Mr. Leath) class. I must say it was damn good:-) but I'm saying all this too say it kinda inspired me to do an updated version....

Where I'm at Now...You wouldn't believe...My President is BLACK...Did I say too much??

*Poem Coming Soon!!