SO! I finally, and when I say finally I mean finally finally finally finally, completed that short story I was working on! Baby steps. Someday, I WILL be done with all of them.
In other news, my nonsense travel plans got eliminated a hundred fold and I am returning back to the amazing B town tonight!
What I really wanted to tell you wonderful people about is about people, how surprising they can be, how unexpected they can be, and how you can honestly never know what’s coming.
As mentioned in so many of my posts prior this, I’ve been going through a rut of sorts and have had all sorts of changes happen with me personally and otherwise. Some days I fear stepping out into the big bad world and telling them what I am now. The truth is most days I myself don’t know what I am, I feel that I have been stripped off of all I defined myself by and now staring at the penumbra of what remains, I wonder, who am I?
In these trying times, more so than ever, it has been very important to me to be around people who understand and accept what I am right now, and love me unconditionally anyway. People have surprised me.
Many who I thought would accept me any which way turned their backs on me, made snide comments, judged me harshly, and those I was trepid about being near took me in with arms wide open. To those who shunned me, I have little regrets about them, I am glad I realized sooner than later who was to stay. Those who stayed by me, I am grateful I chose friends like you, you have been monuments risen in love for me, you’ve been my all.
The point is, people surprise you, every day in so many ways they befuddle you, and while that is sometimes frightening, downright fearsome, sometimes there can be no sweeter joy.
However, it is not just people, life surprises you too. Never gauge your past experiences and presume that you have a pattern at hand that will predict your future. Never look at another, or a whole bunch of other people’s stories and try predict the final outcome of your own.
Well, I just had to say all those things. Hope you enjoyed the read, remember, no one knows what will happen tomorrow, you have the power to will it to bend any way you want.
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UPDATE: Tens of thousands of readers have found this post and hundreds of you have commented. A few have said that these analogies were actually taken from other sources and were not written by high school kids at all. Now, we have a link that ends the debate. These analogies are the winning entries in a 1999 Washington Post humor contest, and there are more than 25. Please look at the comments sent August 3, 2008 by “Jiffer” to get to the complete list and the names of the authors.
ORIGINAL POST: I have to share these “funniest analogies” with you. They came in an e-mail from my sister. She got them from a cousin, who got them from a friend, who got them from… so they are circulating around. My apologies if you have already seen them.
The e-mail says they are taken from actual high school essays…
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I was battling which blog I wanted to share this on, or if I wanted to share it at all but then I realized this was something salient that people needed to know about, so here I am mon ami.
I had a miserable stint today. I got ready to step out, constantly feeling like I just wasn’t looking right enough to go out and be confident (quote superwoman: never step out the door without your confidence). I stepped out anyway, and in fifteen steps I felt so horribly ugly that I instantly ran back in. Does that ever happen to you? When you feel so unattractive you want to just run inside and hide under your covers?
Well it happens to me sometimes. Generally I suck it up and keep up my stride but today I felt I knew better, and I am glad I did.
I know there are a lot of people out there who tell you to keep moving on no matter how you’re feeling and things just may take a turn but I say that if you really don’t feel good about yourself, there is no harm in going and hiding within the solace of your four walls sometimes. Even if you did step out, there is nothing abject about stepping right back in. So I stayed in, watched a bunch of really inspiring videos and got this whatsapp from a friend.
MADE MY DAY!
I’ve always been a believer in letters. Throughout high school and especially college I’ve written hoards of letters and notes to my friends. Since life took a crazy turn a year ago I rather stopped writing them. I began to wonder what the use was, what the point of cursory words (cause they began to feel that way) were jolted down in ink? Birthday? Sure, you get a letter. If not, the reason was lost on me.
My friends words gave me hope amidst all my cynicism. She made me once again think over my attitude towards doing the smaller things that matter. Writing letters. Giving gifts for no reason. Celebrating everything cause you can. I miss that version of me. I don’t know who I am anymore, but I sure as hell intend to find out. I will take you on this ride, sweet friend. You and I, we will discover.
This photo wasn’t actually taken this week and to be honest, I don’t even remember if it was taken by me, but I had no picture that I really liked to put up here this week and while scrolling through my phone I found this.
Memories of a fantastic day, a fantastic week and some really special people. Win.
I know a lot of you wont agree with me on this, and I am being hypocritical myself if I say I have never stated otherwise, but I truly do believe that an artist is more than his or her personal life, and in lieu with that statement I have only one sole argument, Chris Brown.
So many of you never forgave him for the damage he did to Rihanna (although she apparently did enough to date him again) but I forgave him. I forgave Chris (cause that’s what I call him) before he even made his public apology. Why?
I would like to say it is because of my inherent nature to be loving and accepting of all human beings but the truth is that I forgave him because of his gift. His gift that I believe God granted him with despite all the other flaws that he may possess.
I loved chris from the time I listened to all those songs, forever, with you, help me, ain’t no way, I’ll call ya, run it and so on and loving chris the way I did has taught me a lesson. Your gift matters.
It has taught me that my gift exists beyond what I think I am or what I do or how others look at me. My gift exists in itself. There will be those who look down on me because I am not the perfect version of everything they hoped I would be, but there are and will always be those who accept and love me, because of what I can still every single day, wake up to show you the best of, and sometimes, that is enough.
Here is to Chris Brown, the EFFIN talented man he is, the BEAUTIFUL music he makes, that makes me wanna move in ALL the right ways and makes me want to LOVE hip hop.
I love you Chris, keep doing what you do cause you do it SO SO phenomenally, and I HAVE FAITH in your music and in YOU.
Now I felt the need to blog about this place, solely because it was different.
My friend and I were walking along the JNC road yesterday because the previous day she proclaimed that a whole new string of eateries had sprung up on the road (it has!), when we noticed Cup O Joes. My first thoughts, it looked like a toy house!
We were seated on the rooftop and the interiors and crisp autumn air were both delicious. What was NOT so delicious on the contrary, was the food. I won’t say it was bad per say, but for sure, it wasn’t worth the price. It had fantastic interiors though, and a bookshelf with my favourite novel in the world, so extra extra extra points for that!
To be fair, although the food and service kind of blew, we were given SO many complimentary things it rather made up for it, rather.
I’d give the place a 6.5/10, but I won’t lie there is something about the place.
Today I went to Habanero, again along the same road, and the experience was fantastic! From the interiors to the service to the food, I’d say it was pretty flawless. A little pricey maybe, but certainly worth it! It could have been the quality time conversation I had with my friend there that biases me, but I’d go ahead and say you should try the place out yourselves!