MY OLDIES PLAYLIST

Thought I'd start with something current before I dig up some oldies goldies..."Gorge" told me about Lana Del rey (who by the way has a very interesting face). I quickly listened to her music and I haven't stopped listening to "Born to die" if you've got some time to spare listen to her songs. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Bag1gUxuU0g&ob=av2e

Now to my Oldies playlist

Kool and The gang's "celebration" and "get down on it" never fail to get me on my feet.

Madonna - Cherish...I want her body at 50 years. I think Madonna's one of the most talented people ever but her love for her potential "grandsons" is disturbing. 

Ralph Tresvant's hair cut in the video of "Sensitivity" can replace the many purposes of a knife in the kitchen. It's too sharp! 

Tamia the love of my life, every time I listen to "who do you tell" I just want to melt, she's got a milky-wave voice. I think she's so underrated!

Shola Ama sang one of my favourite all time songs "who's loving my baby". It reminds me of my mother and I when I was little and taking sunday trips to the beach. You gotta love the 90s.

My two favourite metal classics;

Ready for the world's "love you down" will literally make anyone blush...my goodness those instrumentals are too good. Now if you like greasy hair and have the sudden urge for "soul glow" as in "Coming to America" then this is the song for you.

New Edition...now this song "Can you stand the rain" I give 5 stars. The pants and hair blinded me because they have no place in 2012 but the harmony in this song is beautiful!

Michael Jackson, what's a playlist without the man with the golden glove? PYT...don't make me say it twice...PYT is the song, I literally do the moonwalk and snake all at once. If this song plays and you're next to me, stand so far away from me for death lurks around.

Eugene Wilde's "gotta get you home tonight" hmm...I don't know where to start and end with this song. But if you know it and love it, am sure we share the same sentiments.

Gregory Abbott - "shake you down"...that little scream or shrill he makes at the beginning?cannot miss it...He is not a shy man...he made that perfectly clear.

I could go on all day about the oldies, I feel like we aren't given value these days, too much plastic around (That's my opinion). But with music like this, I never have to sit through mediocre music.

 

OPEN LETTER

Time and time again we've been told to enjoy the simple things in life. Today, I can say that I successfully enjoyed Wednesday. I do not want to write down my routine but unfortunately I must because I am too happy. It was such a struggle getting out of bed this morning...no, I actually managed to wake up just to open my window and got back into bed. (I think I made some progress)


My friend and I went into town to meet a group regarding our class project. These are some of the most inspiring people I have been blessed to know. They are just like you and I, same value except they are impaired. Just talking to them and laughing was such a reminder of how gifted we are. We have not bribed God with our "goodness" to give us the life we have. We are so undeserving and ungrateful so many times but God still blesses us. Today I remembered to be grateful for the blessings in my life. I hope to find something everyday to remind me of how good I have it even when I feel like I have it worst.


I was able to laugh, mostly because I managed to make myself laugh by having mental conversations. I was surrounded by good people with beautiful hearts. I had long conversations with my friends on phone, chatting back and forth. I am having a relationship with my phone and it's a good relationship. (Wedding date TBC). I had lunch with my pockets. (Pockets is a nickname for a friend not my actual pockets), watched a movie with my candy, went to the store and got magazines for soulie and I (magazines are such a good distraction) and talked for hours to Amber. Yes, today I can safely say that I enjoyed the simple things in life, didn't lack and didn't need. I was just happy to be alive and blessed with the gift of a day!

Book Overload

I love to read interesting books. I find more life in books than life in my life. So when I go to a bookstore I don't like to leave empty handed. In fact, I have these amazing excuses that seem to work perfectly..."hmm...that's a nice book, I know who would like it...*inserts friend's name*" just like that,I buy it and that friend need not know about it. When I read a good book, I want everyone around me to read it, I like to believe I have very good taste in books (and music but that's for another day). 
Am not exactly selfish with my books, I enjoy sharing them but make no mistake, one dog ear on it's return and I will be back at the store getting a newer copy of the same book!
I have all these books sitting on my bedside table, and if they could talk, I am sure they would have insults lined up for me. Why buy them if am going to take only years to read them? Not reading them immediately doesn't stop me from getting more.
So it's almost time to go home, and I look at the pile of books my friends and I have accumulated over such a short period of time and my biggest worry is "I need to find a way to get my books home before I pack my phone charger". 
Books take me to a different place, they get me high up in the skies.

If you love to read, share your list of favourite books with me and maybe we can start our own little book club.

PRISONER OF HOPE

I saw a woman in pink today, dark hair with the bangs (just how we like it), she was a real beauty!The kind we would marvel at. She was facing her friend with tissue in her hands wiping at something on her face...I thought to myself, "it's probably sweat she's wiping off" but she didn't stop wiping her face. She was crying! (When she blew her nose, it gave her away) So I was distracted, I was looking at her instead of paying attention to "the process of going to the tribunal." What could have put tears in such a beautiful girl's eyes? What made her sit in a corner with her friend over a side of chips and "main course" of tears? Had I known her personally, I would have wanted to weep with her just because I can.

For the past few weeks, I have been quite bi-polar. One day I wake up and I am high on happiness, going steady and BOOM I am low as a Corolla car filled with ten people. How can we be so old and still have no clue how to control and balance our emotional tide? I mean, they are our emotions, right? It's not like we have borrowed them from someone else for them to be foreign and unmanageable! I find myself in a state of frequent dilemma, What should I eat? What should I wear? What should I say, and how do I say it?, Who should I please today? Who should I love? Who should I let go of? How should I study? What should I study? LPC? No no no maybe Postgraduate? Oh wait how about LDC? Should I workout today or not? Oh my life, my head is in constant spin mode. 
So do I cry? Do I refuse to wake up? No...I wake up and go...You have to go because life isn't going to stop for you to get it together. You have to wake up and go. I would love the option of having an empty bucket to cry into till it filled up, watch one of my favourite movies (Bridget Jones Diary) and assure myself that her life was a pile of mud and constant rain! And when all that is done, to enter my bed, put my head on my pink pillow and sleep, sleep till kingdom come.

But, we do not sit and cry instead we walk and cry because slowing down is not an option, We most definitely do not remain in our cosy, warm beds because greatness is not found in our mattresses and we ATTACK and CONQUER! Man or Woman you have to live, we must live, I have to live.
When you're sad and low, remember to be a prisoner of hope...that someday, one day, everything will be better. It is only temporarily dark and bright days are just a day a way. Everyone goes through hard times in life, everyone! And yet somehow we still come out on top because we have this will power in us to survive through "hurricanes".
We just have to live through today, that's all we have to do.

TO BUY OR NOT TO BUY...

"there's no such thing as window shopping"

I like shops...all kinds of shops only when I have the "means". I wouldn't call myself a shopaholic because I do not possess such qualifications but I like to indulge in one or two or six items once in a while. So this week started off well, I got out my list of "to do things" and I made a promise to myself that  I would leave campus and go into town to buy a few presents for my friends and get them posted imminently. In all honesty I didn't consider myself as a menace to my bank card but a revelation has been made known and I'll be damned if I do not take heed. 


I started with one little shop, it was so pretty, had all these cardboards, colours and ribbons. First thought that came to my mind was "Take the cardboards, glue and glitter. You've always wanted to create your own cards plus imagine how much fun you'll have cutting all the pieces of paper!" I got a basket and dropped in whatever my hand could pick. Second thought "Remember those sewing classes you had and you produced that horrendous apron with one belt way shorter than the other? This is your time to shine and prove to yourself that your sewing skills have grown with your age." (self Competition is so foolish at times.) I put colourful thread and a sewing kit in my basket humming to a cover of Ne-yo and Rihanna's "hate that i love you" (which by the way was a disastrous attempt, don't get me started).
Reality set in when I was walking to the counter to pay for  my "goodies" and wisdom knocked stupidity out of the way. Was I gonna pay with my big eyes? I dropped the basket on the floor and walked out with shame. Third thought "hobbycraft is overrated anyway!"


Finally moving on to what brought me to the mall, I have my friends and their personalities in mind as I pick out their gifts that I have procrastinated for months. I keep putting stuff in the bag but not looking at the prices hoping for some miracle that when I get to the pay point, the server will be so sweet and pack my items without charging me a penny! I feel the bag getting heavier, a sign that I should probably be taking some clothes out and heading for the exit. I came in to spend less than 30 minutes, but here I am, time moving so fast only to realise I have spent 2 hours of my life choosing between a plain white t-shirt and another plain white t-shirt like my life depended on it and neither of these t-shirts were for the people who were the core reason for my mall visit!


I joined the queue, making my way to the till and happy with everything in my bag. In fact, I nodded to myself as a sign of approval and if it wasn't for the heaviness of the bag, a pat on the shoulder was in order. The lady ceased to be nice when she "blurted" out the amount to pay. You wouldn't believe what happened? I laughed out so loud because I am that ridiculous. Bless her soul, she laughed with me. Easy for her, because she was selling me temptation. I walked out with my nice burden as I was too afraid of asking her to remove some items. 
Now I foresee days characterised with meagre resources, and I have learned my lesson that wallets and malls are not synonymous and that one must keep those two worlds separate.

FINDING YOU+me and FOREVER...

When you find yourself, your true self, you start to want better out of life. You desire better not only for yourself but also for everyone around you. Until you are comfortable with the person you are, you will always be fighting with a million other people for second best. I am quite the shy person, and this has been my faithful burden among many others over the many years. When I was a young girl, I never spoke up in class, never put my hand up...quite frankly I never understood why I was in class to begin with! I just always preferred to let people talk lest I am made fun of. Insecurities do attack us at an early age and it doesn't help if there's no one to help you through the "transition ages". 
I don't know how many people can relate to this but secondary school, I could never take my sweater off, I let the sun roast me to fine coal and denied myself fresh air. I honestly just didn't think my body was made for any fabric. Who do you confide in with all these intricate issues when everyone around you is going through the same exact situation? So we start to evolve, our bodies start to gain some commendable shape, some of us grow tall, some...not so much but we all grow. 
What we don't realise is that, we still have our childhood insecurities by our sides, we still seek attention like little babies, still selfish, and we still take people down because our hearts are empty by running our mouths with thoughtless words that cut deep. We are not saints but that shouldn't be our excuse. We are insecure because we are not comfortable with who we really are plus many other reconcilable factors, so this frustration builds up and we lose sight of ourselves.


Take time off regularly to find yourself every time you lose balance. we are always in need of reinvention. I for example, find pleasure in eating alone, I know some people would die before that happened and that's very understandable but I use these alone times to reflect on my life, what could be done better, try to remember all the constructive criticisms plus I get to eat in whatever manner I please without being judged. I do live for such dates with myself. I find that I am most honest when I am with myself and I like that a lot.

I am still a bit shy, the difference is I have learned to be comfortable with myself and not burden those close to me with my cross, One must do more than survive in this world of ours. I made a choice to want better in life. I found myself, and I appreciate that I have a body that shouldn't be stuffed to death with sweaters although I have a closet full of non cashmere sweaters. I can put my hand up for an hour if I wanted to after all opinions are not facts. And how to deal with big crowds and group conversations? Just laugh and nod all the time...if a person wants your opinion on a subject, they will ask you directly. There's no need to compete with everyone for talking space as if it's a campaign for chairman!

Psalms 139:14, (NIV) I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well.

VALENTINES DAY

TAKE ONE...
Valentine's day?WHAT??? If it's not a public holiday then I don't want to know! I personally think it's the most useless day that forced itself on the calendar. It's an excuse for card industries who made losses in the previous business year to make it rain red! 
manager: hmm...our "you're leaving?may the chicken of happiness and the sausage of prosperity follow you wherever you go" cards did not bring in the profits last year.SOLUTIONS PEOPLE?
Person x: *light bulb* I know, let's make extra valentines day cards to make up for that!
ARE YOU KIDDING ME? Who died and made you santa claus? I don't know but I think St. Valentine (bless his soul) was "attention seeking". To entertain myself, I imagine St. Valentine as the most intelligent martyr. He has shares in gyms (for those who will indulge in pity chocolate fest prior to February 14th), shares in chocolate industries (for all of us chocolate lovers), jewellery shops (diamonds are a girl's best friend) the list is inexhaustible. Smart man if you ask me!


Don't get me wrong, I am a firm believer in all things love. I am a sucker for happy endings but what's a "love day" if it's going to throw people over the bridge? A day that reminds people of their insignificance? A day that could end a perfectly good relationship because one did not take into account the other partner's sensitive nature? What good can come out of a day like this? aren't we supposed to celebrate love everyday? Do we all not deserve to be lavished with beautiful words everyday? Should there be a day that reminds lovers of their duties and obligations? 
Last week I found myself in a store and I was so embarrassed to even glimpse at that section..."pweez be my valentine". First of all, baby talk is a NO NO... secondly, PWEEZ? What are you? A foetus? ...I was just ashamed really...I bought a card for my best friend and as I was paying for it, I felt like I had sold my dignity to the cashier. 

TAKE TWO...
Valentine's day? I love valentines day. Lovers remember to show appreciation to each other, exchange gifts...it's like christmas in February and you can look forward to November babies. It's all cheesy and people have a valid excuse to sing silly love songs and look a bit rosier than usual. 


We should love everyday, hold hands everyday, smile everyday and say "I love you" everyday.
HAPPY VALENTINES DAY LOVERS!

I recommend "The Note book" for this day.