November 15, 2008
Barack Obama “Change Gonna Come” feat B.o.B, Charles Hamilton and Asher Roth from TJ Chapman on Vimeo.
^^^^I found this on Charles’ blog. Just figured I’d share it. Talented artists who actually have a message is much better than the stereotypical “guns, bitches and money” music. This is the future of hip-hop. And we can’t have life without hip hop.
November 14, 2008
I wrote this in 2006 and I believe that it still needs to be said… Disregard the comment about needing a new President. Cuz we all know we got one of those now! ♥ Obama ♥
It upsets me how little girls think they grown. I mean, LITTLE girls. I put money on it that the average age of females losing their virginity is declining every year. What the hell is wrong with these children? On MySpace showin all their goodies and whatnot. This is why the website is constantly on the news now! People need to control their hormones. And i’m not sayin I’m the best person in the World but I sure as hell know how to act. The majority of America’s youth is either sexin…suckin..lickin..or carryin around numerous children. For what?? Just cause you think the shit is cute? I feel really sorry for these little girls throwin their lives away. As someone once said, sex does not make you grown, it makes you used. And i’m not a virgin but at least I know how to control my vagina. I’m not out there sexin this n that person just cause my friends are. I’m safe with my business and I do not plan..no, my bad..i WILL NOT have children 4 a very long time. What happened to the days when people wanted to actually BECOME something instead of a nasty hoe? What happened to becoming doctors, lawyers and the President.. cause y’all all know we need a new one of those. I watched Oprah yesterday and the show was about SMART children. Ones that were actually determined to do something with their lives and make the World a better place. How are they supposed to make the world a better place if you’re destroying it??? Not contributing crap but more STDs to cure and more hungry mouths to feed! I wish some of y’all would wake up and realize that theres more to life than what you have. Please..try to make something of yourselves! Stop settling for good when you can have great.
Please listen to the song “Crazy” by Simple Plan..if you like that kinda music. Its a nice song and sheds some light into the situation
–out–
November 14, 2008
So, I stole this from someone’s page. Sue me 
1.) If she wasn’t emotional before, that is all about to change.
2.) You getting a higher rank could just mean an automatic free lay.
3.) Get her a pair of dog tags, ASAP. This is crucial; she will never take them off.
4.) Most of the time, you losing reception during training is your fault. (Though, she will eventually understand)
5.) Most of the time, everything is your fault.
(This especially goes for when she is pregnant)
6.) She WILL start talking like you and your guys talk, including using your last names.
7.) Her patriotism could out-do most of your men… she will be proud… VERY proud.
8.) Be Ready: your car will end up with a yellow ribbon magnet or an “I LOVE MY _____” sticker eventually.
(if you have separate cars, hers will DEFINITELY have these)
9.) She will most likely need a pair of dog tags to hang from the car’s rear view mirror. (see 3)
10.) Every week she’ll have “another song” that makes her think of you when you’re away.
(And she’ll cry to it, even when you’re in the same room)
11.) If youre married, she may know the base better than you do… Don’t take it personal.
12.) You will catch her comparing your relationship with “other couples” in the military constantly.
13.) She’ll make 5 million friends online, and talk to you about them all the time because her “old friends just don’t understand” like they do.
14.) Don’t be shocked when she just drops civilian chicks out of her life like flies. (She mostly does this when they complain to her)
15.) DO NOT, if you love her, say anything about you not wanting to make her wait for you…
(TRUST me men, YOU ARE WORTH every breath to these women, or they wouldn’t be here)
16.) Most women actually do LOVE it when you are sweaty and dirty, even the girlie girls. It’s sexy as hell.
17.) Only bring up the field once, say it clear, and don’t bring it up again. We will remember the time, and the dates, like stone inside our mind.
Don’t remind us.
18.) You ARE our hero. That isn’t us being cute, it’s us swelling with pride, feeling like a princess everytime we glance over and you’re standing there.
19.) Don’t worry about waking her up when you get a chance to call, trust me, she’s NOT sleeping.
If she is, she’s been waiting for you to call all night, and fell asleep next to the phone.
20.) Leave at least 3 of your shirts for her… she’ll wear them all the time and if she doesnt wear them out she WILL wear them to sleep.
21.) No matter what she was like before, she is tough & harder than a rock now. She can handle anything, she will get through it, tears or no tears.
22.) Dont be discouraged or taken back from her strength. It comes with the territory. When in your arms, she’s still your queen, soft and sweet.
23.) Your kids might see mommy as the one in charge for a while, it’s okay, they WILL respect you, just give it time.
24.) EVERYTHING in her life will be complicated, so she might not always get the simple things you say to her.
25.) Tag Chasers are her WORST enemy, she CAN and WILL spot these girls… random profain comments may come out of your little queens’ mouth…
its okay, she’s protecting her best asset…you.
26.) She will spend hours to look good on cam & pics for you, this is just a pasttime until you get home, be prepared for messy ponytails and comfy pants when you finally do get home.
27.) Her favorite sentences from you start with “when i get home” or “when i get out”.
Lastly guys,
28.) No matter how much she’s changed, never forget that you mean the world to her, she loves you more than anything, and you will ALWAYS be her hero..whether you think you are one or not
November 13, 2008
^^^ the title of my 1st poem, in 6th grade. No clue what the title has to do with my post yet.
Now, I would put the entire poem up but I’d rather not make a fool of myself.
Recently, I’ve been doing less talking and more watching. Observing my surroundings and seeing whats what. I’ve come to the conclusion that if one stops overanalyzing life and just relaxes, God does the rest. (Let go and let God. Psalm 46:10) By “letting go”, I actually have not fought with my mother in about a week. It’s amazingly enjoyable. By “letting go”, I now know that I could care less what other people think about MY life choices. I was so scared of what my parents, friends and everyone else would say that I didn’t want to announce something that means SO much to me. I’m getting married. To the most wonderful man I have ever met. To the only love I will ever want and need. And I’m happy. Ecstatic. Joyous. and last but definitely not least, PEACEFUL. My parents aren’t so peaceful about it, but they’ll come around. I’ve spoken to my grandmother about it. And all I’ve asked for it support, not necessarily understanding. So anyone else who doesn’t like it can (and I’ve tried my best not to curse on here) kiss my ass. *moving right along*…
Side Note: Digging into your eye with dirty fingers causes temporary blindness.
November is one of the most important months to me. One reason is THANKSGIVING. I love Thanksgiving a little bit less than I love ♥ Parish and a little bit more than chocolate. Not because of the Pilgrims or whatever the reason is that people started celebrating the holiday but because of the food. Mmmmm. Most people know I’m a fat person trapped in a skinny body. And I can not wait until November 27th. Also in November are a few birthdays I have to mention. In order, a distant but good friend Charles (November 10th), my grandmother (November 14th), another distant but good friend Marquis (November 15th) aaaaand ME! lol, November 23rd. So, to celebrate my birthday I will be taking a trip to Fort Knox, Kentucky and get to spend a whole TWO and a half days with my fiance. Uninterrupted, no family or friends to be sitting in our faces. Absolute bliss. I might even turn my phone off, smh. Something which we know I never do. Can’t wait!!
“Hell is the suffering of being unable to love”. -Dostoyevsky
November 3, 2008
You don’t know.
But im the girl who cries every morning.
In hopes every night for his safe return home.
I’m the girl who drags herself out of bed every morning so that he will be proud of her when he comes home.
I’m the girl who lies in bed longing for him to be next to me.
I’m the girl who sits quietly during class because all i can think about is the next moment when he will safely be in my arms again.
You don’t know.
But I’m the girl with a million things to say, but none will come out without the tought of him.
I’m the girl who checks my cell phone every 5 seconds
Just to make sure i haven’t missed his call.
I’m the girl who stops and stares and wishes for him to return soon each and every time another man in uniform walks by.
What you don’t know
Is that i know love on an entirely different level from most.
I know the love that spans time and space; the love that most people are constantly searching for.
I’m one of the girls who waits months for a single kiss;
A kiss that will make the months apart worth every second.
A kiss where everything in the world stops for what seem like an eternity.
You can see it in that person’s soul and know that without them life could never be the same.
You tell me i’m too young to be so in love;
I know that love has no age limit.
You tell me i don’t even understand what love is.
I tell you i know more love in homecoming than most know in a life time.
You don’t know that every time he leaves a part of me goes with him and a part of him stays with me.
You tell me that people change but i tell you,
True love will always remain constant and steady.
You tell me you know how i feel and understand what im going through
you have no idea.
What you dont realize is that i understand the true meaning of not only love but of longing and anticipation.
You don’t see
But i’m one of the few who gets goose bumps as my little heart fills with pride everytime the national anthem is played.
I’m one of the girls who will stand tall and stay strong on the outside
but i’m dying in the inside.
I’m one of the girls who will make friends with complete strangers for only they can begin to understand what i’m going through.
You don’t understand
That i picture his face everywhere i go and that he is with me in everything i do.
You think i don’t cry anymore, that i have gotten over it,
What you don’t know is that i just hide it better.
You don’t know
The feeling the first time you hear the word deployment or the feeling of his hand as it slides out of yours for what could be the last time.
You don’t know
What that last hugs or kiss means and how important that goodbye truly is.
I’m the girl you see standing alone in the corner of the airport
Watching quietly out the window with tears rolling down my cheeks.
I’m the girl you see with a disheartened face
Staring silently at the ground.
What you don’t know,
Is that i know true love
That no matter what obstacle we have to face,
Our love will live forever (that only we know)
You tell me that you support the troops;
I tell you, I’m in love with one.
I’m one of the silent, but outgoing;
Weak, but strong;
Scared, but grateful.
What you don;t see is that he needs me and i need him.
I’m one of those girls: the girls who stand tall behind her soldier.
Stand proud behind her Hero.
Stands strong behind her man.
Watching silently and patiently as he serves and defends our country…
-Unknown Author
…I never stop thinking about you. You have my heart babe…
November 2, 2008
Love is everything it’s cracked up to be. That’s why people are so cynical about it. . . . It really is worth fighting for, being brave for, risking everything for. And the trouble is, if you don’t risk everything, you risk even more.
