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moonchild
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 Earlier, at the restaurant, I had Phở which is pretty much my edible vice. It's the best thing since fresh air -- no really, it is. It just warms me and makes me feel SO good. haha. There's something about the broth, mixed with the noodles and the thin slices of beef in it. I don't know what it could possibly be, but it is seasoned to PERFECTION! Ugh, it's deliciousness stuns me! Moving on...I went shopping this week. Something I haven't done in AGES! I feel so complete now. I really do. My mother and I went out last night after dinner -- her dinner; when 1:15AM rolled around I finally realized I didn't eat, then I fell asleep. NICE! -- to the art store for some chains for my necklaces (visit cakin'!!!!) and some more clay and product bags. After we stopped at the mall where I spent all the money my side hustle has made me this week, on these:  Ellen Tracy booties and Jessica Simpson patent leather peep-toe heels. I also bought similar Joan & David booties in suede but they're currently downstairs by the door and I was too lazy to go them for their photo-op. Just imagine these black leather ones in suede. As soon as I saw these babies, I HAD TO HAVE THEM. And also, I was semi-kicking myself in the temple for not buying these $ 15.00 Ellen Tracy gladiator heels at Marshalls on CLEARANCE. I wanted them SO bad but I told myself..."Hm..you can wait" What I should've said was F- THE POLICE and bought them ANYWAYS...but no. So, heads up to my conscience..thank you for being a cunty hoe, cause I bought two other pairs instead of the cheapest hottest shoes in all of the land. [/fight with self] I may go back to Marshalls tomorrow and snatch them up anyways....IF they're still there... >_< TODAY, I also went back to the mall after work. It was my early day and after Vietnamese with the 'rents I scooted on back to H&M...my other vice. See, my closet has been hungry for a black blazer for the LONGEST. So, I finally got one from trusty H&M. It's super cute and I fell in LUST with the lining. Take a look:  (Note: Don't mind the mess -- I have a tendancy to let my room become a high red level alert area then I clean it :D ) I'm wearing this tomorrow with skinny jeans, a long pleated blouse, and my JS heels -- my cousin is having her baby shower. So, HOPEFULLY it looks cute..or else I'm going to be SO late. haha. I was going to wear this black and white dress with black tights and the booties BUT whatever I wear to the shower, I have to wear it to class tomorrow and...I don't feel like walking in class with a damn dress on at 8:30 in the morning. Uncool. And weird. I mean, if you do that..that's your choice but me? I just don't do things like that. Haha. So, yeah. AND, it's HISTORY CLASS............................ Get my point? Nobody sits in history class CUTE. NO ONE. I don't care if you are wearing Gareth Pugh and Andre Tally dressed you to the T! You are not going to be CUTE in History 122 on a Saturday morning at 830! Not happening pussycat. On another note -- I've been hustling the children at my job for money. Yeah, you heard ME! I took about 10 necklaces to work this week -- they're all gone. ( I SWEAR THEY SOLD THEMSELVES) I sat them on table for my supervisor to see and next thing you know, all the kiddies are interested by the bright colors and glitterey effervescence. The asthetics of the room quadrupled when they came out and kids noticed. They all whined to their parents for $10 for a one of a kind Cakin' by Shannon cupcake necklace and now all the little girls at my school are wearing them. How cute. I felt like I had accomplished something. So whatdya' know? Grown ass people and elementary school girls are wearing my work. I like that. See! Cakin' is for EVERYONE! No matter what age you are, you can be deliciously cute too. I love that about it all. Speaking of, I should get back to baking the rest of these cakes I made. Lots of orders came in this week so -- back to the clay. TTYL READERSSSSS! <3  Wow.
OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!! YES! Let us pray.... EMPOWERING.  FINALLY, THE TIME HAS COME! America as we know it, has officially started along this road of a more promising, a more inspirational, and probably the most historic, thus far, journey to renewal. Now, more than ever, with the majority of Americans, I am so proud to be apart of this great country.  "Let it be said by our children's children that when we were tested we refused to let this journey end, that we did not turn back nor did we falter; and with eyes fixed on the horizon and God's grace upon us, we carried forth that great gift of freedom and delivered it safely to future generations." - President Barack Obama
Now, more than ever, I feel the ever-repetitive saying, "You can be whatever you want to be -- as long as you work hard.", is true. I feel it. I recently made a post about my changing of majors & this was a decision that finally hit me a couple days after the announcement that Barack Obama, a half Caucasian, half African American man, would become the 44th President of The United States of America. Over this past year, his speeches have hit home and stayed deep within me. His geniusly and completely unique way of words have inspired the nation as a whole. A man who's family faced adversity has accomplished the highest rank in the entire world. That fact in itself, along with his words of wisdom, somehow alerted a need within myself to finally wake up and get with the program; I needed to stop making our lives fit for others and finally, make it fit for me, for what I believe in and what I yearn for. Because if we aren't good people to ourselves, how can we make a difference to others? If we aren't happy with our lives, how can we affect and help others in theirs? How can we all make a difference if we don't take advantage of all that is offered to us, in a way that will eventually make us all better people? I, thankfully, am lucky enough to be granted financial aid and pay close to nothing for the education I am receiving. That in itself is a blessing. Since I was majoring in something that I thought I should've been just to be majoring in to have something to put on a transcript, Obama's words enlightened my spirit to find within me what it was that I loved to do. What I could do to possibly effect the world with one day. And who knows? Maybe you will see my work grace the halls of homes or places of people of importance if I end up in interior design. I may one day, help design the asthetics of beautiful and progressive hospitals, schools, work places, or leisure spots. Maybe one day, one of my product designs will somehow effect the way we all live. Farfetched, a bit dreamy, maybe. But, after that election and especially after today, it will always be safe to say it's possible.  Good luck, Mr. President. God Bless you, your family, & your administration. May this journey bring us light, knowledge, and prosperity. Yes, we can. Beyonce sang it best, "....at last."  My Monday salvation. Gossip Girl and BLAIR. The twisted, pampered, luxurious, and back-stabbing lives of Upper East Side children. Children who just so happen to wear all the fashions my heart desires. <3    Who else loves Gossip Girl & why?! That is ALL.
For instance, two nights ago I came home from a rather, odd and violated day at work and I was completely exhausted. So I checked my e-mails and browsed some sites and around 8-8:30 I fell asleep. Then, I woke up at 1 in the morning and could not go back to sleep. I watched "Thirteen Ghosts" and some stupid indie movie on IndiePlex until about 6AM. 6:30...I finally felt tired again and went to sleep. When did I wake up? NOON! I would really, really like to know why I sleep so much when I am not supposed to and so less when I SHOULD BE comatose. I remember when I transferred out of LaSalle in 2007 and I didn't feel right afterwards and I was sleeping close to 16 hours a day despite work. I finally went to the doctor and had bloodwork and everything was fine. Then she came out and said, "It's normal! A person of your age (nineteen at the time) needs to sleep a lot." Um, sorry...I thought infants only slept that much. Apparently, I and everyone else who thought something HAD to be wrong with me, was lied to. Although, my father still thinks it's a crock that someone my age should sleep as much as I do. Whatever though lol. As much as I hate my current physician --- we had some real beef last year over my health & although it's since been sorted out, I still hate her for what she made me go through --- I'm going to make an appointment to get me some pills so I can atleast get my schedule right for classes next week. Anyways, as for right now..I am MUNCHING hardcore on these "Veggie straws" that my mother and I picked up at Costco today. They were only $5 for this huge jumbo extra diamond platinum explosive enormous volcanic sized BAG! I would compare them to those multi-colored veggie chips that I believe, are organic..but these are lightly salted and taste 5496085496 times better. I don't care though, they are making believe that I am eating healthy so...the advertising on the bag is clearly, working. I feel thin already...... However...................I am eating these at a quarter to 4 in the morning! Ugh. See what I mean about my sleep schedule?! It'll be the death of me.. Well, I've never been one for "groups or cliques" but today I finally succumbed to my life long, internal passion -- art. I've always had a hard time concentrating and staying focused in school and though never diagnosed with any type or form of a learning disability/A.D.D. for lack of a better term.. the only things that would keep me focused and on point were Art class and English class; Journalism class was a haven for my brain junior year in high school, as well. So basically anything creative, colorful, anything that involved my hand materializing what it is was that I was seeing or thinking. Now, I've wanted to be a Journalism major since 7th GRADE! I always thought I would end up writing for the rest of my life. It never dawned on me that maybe, just maybe, I was only enjoying writing that much because it was the only thing I had control over in my school studies. I mean, up to that point Art was never such a big topic in school -- always a once a week class that really didn't do much for anybody as I saw it. Don't get me wrong now, I've always been a creative child, I've always been drawing, and always had an eye for things but the way I was looking at things was technical. "You go to college to work. You work to get a job and to work some more." It wasn't until two months ago that I finally realized this facade, this love of writing that I have had for so long was a mind numbing joke. A reason to make me feel like I was working. Ultimately, I do love to write, things that interest me and my own opinion. All those years in english class and college writing courses did not do a thing to make me realize that my gift was in creative writing. Even in that journalism class in high school, we had to make up stories to write journalistically -- I was fooled. Eventually, when taking my first course towards journalism as a major, "Feature Writing"-- I was given topics to research, explain, discover, etc...and I could not do it. I just could not find it within myself to like what it was that I had to do. I asked myself, "Where's the joy I used to have for this?" I honestly thought, I was suffering from a mild case of depression and lost the admiration and all enjoyment in what it is I've wanted to do...for all these years. I was so confused. I still loved to blog but why couldn't I do these assigments? And that's when it hit me -- this was never going to work. And if somehow, I found a way to force myself to do it, I'd never be happy in what I would end up doing with my life. So, I took iniative. Officially, today, I am a Visual Arts major. I even have a plan this time. And honestly, I never felt more happy about anything college until this point. This whole realization, means so much and even though I'm already third year I don't care. I don't care that I'm starting over. So what, I'm not going to graduate when my peers in 4 year colleges do. But when I do graduate, maybe a year or two after them, I'll be happy. I have about two more semesters at county til' I transfer out to, hopefully, Parson's School of Design. I am looking to get into their Art & Design Studies program and eventually settle into either Interior Design or Visual Communications. This is a brand new chapter and I am SO thrilled and anxious to get it started! !!!!!!!! Jay-Z is just ugggggggly! He has absolutely no redeeming features, and i know he knows that. Probably where his insecurities comes in with beyonce…but i gotta say i don’t blame beyonce, she knows them gone be some ugly ass, pj’s looking kids if she went there… WOW. HAHAHAHA. What do you guys think about that comment left on Concrete Loop, today?  .....TO YOUTUBE! FOR SUSPENDING MY ACCOUNT! ..To my bffoa Darren for giving me LIFE with this picture when I was about to slice real DEEP on somebody's throat today;  DEATH! HAHAHAHA! UMMMMMMMMM..... AMAZING?! YES? DEFINITELY! I was simply blown away. I've never heard an acoustic version of anything so good. Okay so maybe I'm pushing it but it was great nonetheless! -- Shout out to Kevin & Makael for putting me on to that! Thank youu! Anywho - speaking of YouTube -- man...F- them, ok! I spent ALL this time recording and uploading rare unposted videos of Destiny's Child, for them to just go and take it down. I mean, one was of RAP CITY. Like, why Viacom? Why? Who is really checking for Rap City anymore? No one can do a simple gesture of artist appreciation anymore and upload old ass shows that no one watches anyways, that just so happened to have had a guest appearance by a group that people wanted to see. Boo, Viacom -- BOO! Whatever though. I am not uploading anymore. Sorry fans out there but I put too much effort into all of that for them hoes to just take it down and threaten my YouTube account with all my precious footage of Janet's concert. Woo -- if they TAKE IT DOWN IT IS OVAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Don't do it, YouTube. Viacom don't come for my throat either. Take all the Destiny's Child videos out my account that you want but don't take my CONCERT FOOTAGE. That's my Spike Lee/Steven Speilberg essence..please. Moving along ............................ Today, I was switched to a new school at work to fill in for someone and I came home with the BIGGEST MIGRAINE EVERRRRRRRRR! So my regular school has 32 kids in total or some high ass number like that. This school today? 5 kids. Why there is a YMCA program for just those kids? I don't know. But they were SO baddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddd. I had to pop 4 Advil for my brain to stop harassing me. I just couldn't believe it. I don't think I'm going to go back on Monday -- they want me to fill in then too, but after today I think they just gonna have to find another person to hold over for that one last day because I don't know if my brain will be able to handle all the Tom Foolery that goes on between those five children. My Nyquil is kicking in...so I'll talk to you all later. P.S. NEW STUFF OVER ON THE CAKIN' BLOG!! *** Well, after popping in a VERY old VHS I had from 2001/2002 I'd like to think that in 2004 -- MTV was eating the HELL out of their bunion and corn infested feet; To blacklist an artist who they themselves call the pioneer of their video age not only for women but entertainers in general and bringing in viewers to the station...how fickle the music industry is. When are we going to truly appreciate our icons and legends? I mean REALLY appreciate them. Not just give them ONE award when they turn 60 and call it a day. I mean, Madonna gets played once in awhile, not enough for what she has helped make MTV. Same for Janet, Michael, Prince, etc.. I don't care if they have nothing relevant out either. That's the problem today -- excluding the very few people who are innovative today (hoes, eat dirt cause I'm about to say BEYONCE!)-- there is CRAP in music and television entertainment these days. I mean, I would like to see Goldfrapp and Brazilian Girls get a shot on MTV Hits -- more Jill Scott, play Amel Larrieux, Everything But The Girl, Annie Lennox.. what the hell! GREAT MUSIC! Not this bullshit Jock Strap Brothers and Pon De4head - Rihanna. I don't care how many haircuts they give the girl, how many nipple rings, tattoos, wigs, weaves, and hair colors -- she will never be a Janet Jackson, a Beyonce, a Whitney, a Madonna, NO! That's a travesty. The Jonas Brothers will never be an NSYNC or Backstreet Boys -- those two groups could sing, okay. And look at Justin Timberlake..not one of those brothers are going to be a Justin. And Miley Cyrus I don't know what the hell that is. I mean, these kids today don't KNOW music. I grew up with SOOOO much variety in my music collection. By three, I was a fan of Janet, Michael, Mariah, Simply Red, Eurythmics, Led Zepplin, The Beatles, Marvin Gaye... Y'Know I work at the YMCA and these kids don't know who ANY of those people are -- besides Michael Jackson but they know NONE of his music and think Janet was a woman he married. Chile, what?! It makes me want to slap a mother. Really. I really wish MTV and VH1 would apply the names of their networks to what they air. MTV -- MUSIC Television VH1 -- VIDEO HITS ONE Hello!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  I am TELLING you....some of the young boys out here have me dying of laughter! Beyonce agrees. I mean, I really want to know where some of them get this boost of immaculate unworthy FALSE confidence! Is there a bootleg version of Costco for this kind of behavior? If there is, SHUT IT DOWN! Please! I really want to know why some, who will remain nameless out of the kindness of my heart, really think that I/females are stupid and unaware of who we deal with. Boy, BYE! Bye girl, FLY GIRL! So damn transparent. So first, he wants to know it all. How I feel, what I'm doing, salty and sexy comments...a big ol' flirtatious rendevous. Boy..I swear. Whatever. Though, he holds no spot in my mind -- I was drunk and I am friends with everybody with a glass of something soul burning. And okay, i won't lie -- you want it, I got it -- dripping like water. Okay no but you get the game, right? Anywho, played the game -- no hope to win anything. Lord knows, it'd be a false win because with this particular person, there's no physical recipricality. Trust. I tried many-a-times. Supposedly, I'm too much to handle. Boy, okay! But I got the begging, the "oh yea?"s, the verbal reciprocity. Come to find out -- this...whatever you want to call him, got a girlfriend. Yeah. Of course, not my cup of tea nor any of my business but shiet. If I was her -- shit would be all over the room from hitting the fuckin' fan. Stop, PLAYIN'! Woo. I hope she does find out homie still got a thing for the girl. And when she does, I hope she smacks some damn sense into his brain. What I hope she doesn't do, is push it aside cause when you know, you know, and I know there's a lot more comments and feelings where the first slew came from. Honey, it was cute. You were cute...but no. I figured you'd know my board game by now. Give me back those dice. Janet, whatchu said? 
Wait a minute.. Think I gotta take some time And clear my mind Cause I don't I might scream Scream out loud in a little bit. I'm gonna tell you what I'm talkin 'bout. Ladies, If you know what I mean When you're in love you give your everything, I'm tired of that happening.. Oooh this time is for me. You been doing you, I'm gon do me. You steady telling lies, Hold on up, wait a second.. For you... Don't you take it personal If I don't do all the things that I used to do To you.. I aint mad at you If you get to feelin stressed up in your chest Thinking you're about to lose.. Baby its true And if you're losing out on sleep Home worrying about me.. That's how it be If you don't know Now you know you're gonna miss my love And I aint stressing bout a doggone thing Cause I was true when I gave you my love If you will search you will never find another love Like my, love I aint got time while you sit around and play with my, Love. If you think I caught a feeling when I heard about that other chick... No. I already knew about it. If you don't know, |