That previous post.....that one....down there......
That was my 100th post!!!!
Raise the muth@fuck!n roof!!!!!
N*
Friday, February 18, 2011
Poem: plethora
So I wrote this is history class the other day and it's creation is influenced by class, documentaries, life, and love. I will call it poem: plethora. Don't really know what to title it. Usually I don't know what to title most of the randomness I write. And trust me, this will be random. But then again, it's not to me. I know why it is and what it is.
Sentiments
Sentimental feelings
Mental acrobats
The causation of the psychology exercise that works out the brain
Keeps it right and tight
And worrisome and confused
Lies in a small space in the southern hemisphere of the United States
Too far but never too far to know that the heart beats louder than drums played by any musicians' band.
Understand?
Sentiments.
Sentimental feelings
Will never disappear like the sky or the heavens
Or the trees and in the summertime
All the bees.
They won't go away like the pestering people that live blind to the realities of the world.
More concerned with pop culture than human nature.
Naturally, it leaves one hurt and bruised.
Feelings that seem to overlap.
Building sturdy foundations where brokenness can lay
Safely.
Accompanied by regret.
I bet.....
You any amount of money that better times will come.
I just don't know where they would come from.
N*
Sentiments
Sentimental feelings
Mental acrobats
The causation of the psychology exercise that works out the brain
Keeps it right and tight
And worrisome and confused
Lies in a small space in the southern hemisphere of the United States
Too far but never too far to know that the heart beats louder than drums played by any musicians' band.
Understand?
Sentiments.
Sentimental feelings
Will never disappear like the sky or the heavens
Or the trees and in the summertime
All the bees.
They won't go away like the pestering people that live blind to the realities of the world.
More concerned with pop culture than human nature.
Naturally, it leaves one hurt and bruised.
Feelings that seem to overlap.
Building sturdy foundations where brokenness can lay
Safely.
Accompanied by regret.
I bet.....
You any amount of money that better times will come.
I just don't know where they would come from.
N*
Friday, February 11, 2011
Social Psychology
I'm a tad bit behind but.....
2/7/2011
Instincts are impotent explanations of interactions.
N*
2/7/2011
Instincts are impotent explanations of interactions.
N*
Social Psychology
I haven't done this in a while. I miss sharing my notes from class.
2/10/11
Me thinking while the professor is lecturing: Sometimes she sounds like a poet. Other times she sounds like a redneck.
What you heard is not what the person said.
Understanding intention requires imagining a situation from the others point of view.
'They' sway us. Who is 'they'?
Meaning is anchored in behavior.
We must adjust attitudes to create balance (clearly I need to follow this advice).
N*
2/10/11
Me thinking while the professor is lecturing: Sometimes she sounds like a poet. Other times she sounds like a redneck.
What you heard is not what the person said.
Understanding intention requires imagining a situation from the others point of view.
'They' sway us. Who is 'they'?
Meaning is anchored in behavior.
We must adjust attitudes to create balance (clearly I need to follow this advice).
N*
In Social Psychology class......
No poetry comes to mind
Thoughts filled with frustrations
Regret
And a sense of defeat.
My feat was strong, heavy, and bold.
Not really concerned with the term 'old'.
More mature, more experienced,
More something.
Perhaps.
Considering the possibility of love was something like a trap.
I moved too slow.
It snapped
Onto me like I was a mouse
Caught in its final resting place.
Love will be the death of me.
N*
Thoughts filled with frustrations
Regret
And a sense of defeat.
My feat was strong, heavy, and bold.
Not really concerned with the term 'old'.
More mature, more experienced,
More something.
Perhaps.
Considering the possibility of love was something like a trap.
I moved too slow.
It snapped
Onto me like I was a mouse
Caught in its final resting place.
Love will be the death of me.
N*
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
2/9/11 @ 3:50pm
Let me stop being sappy for real.
It's not very fitting.
We all go through our hard times.
I can honestly say I made the effort.
Things didn't work in my favor.
I'm still happy.
Very focused.
I'm exceling in my passion.
My investments are about to see a great return.
And my booty is getting bigger.
;-p
N*
It's not very fitting.
We all go through our hard times.
I can honestly say I made the effort.
Things didn't work in my favor.
I'm still happy.
Very focused.
I'm exceling in my passion.
My investments are about to see a great return.
And my booty is getting bigger.
;-p
N*
2/9/2011
Don't you get tired of giving your all to people (or a person) and you get nothing back in return. They let you down and treat you like nothing ever happened?
Don't you just hate that?
N*
Don't you just hate that?
N*
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
Once Again.....
I feel like the fool.
Try to be nice to these hoes and they don't appreciate it.
sigh.
N*
Try to be nice to these hoes and they don't appreciate it.
sigh.
N*
Sunday, February 6, 2011
Who Are You......
I'm a lover, I'm a fighter, I'm a saint, I'm a sinner
I'm a loser, I'm a winner, but I'm just a beginner
I'm a chiefin Indian
Buddhist
Egyptian
N*
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
Busy Bee....that's ME!
I haven't been writing lately. Not that I haven't had the inspiration, I just honestly haven't had the time. I've been ON top of the school/work thing lately. Just trying to stay focused and complete everything strong. I have some major shoots coming up so the times I am on the computer with idle time, I am usually looking for inspiration so I can knock your socks.
Everything is well. I am happy. I'm gaining weight....trying to be thick-A-licious!!!! Ready considering going to Atlanta for Valentine's Day. Bilal is performing!! One of my ABSOLUTE favs, for sure. And since I can't make it to his concert in Chicago on March 5th (which Nicole keeps nagging/making me jealous about), I decided Atlanta would be my only other option. I think Kurtis wants me to be his Valentine. He said he wanted to take me to the Aquarium. Awwwwwwww......Kurty. LOL!
I miss my family like crazy. I miss my mommy like whoa! I miss my wife. I can't wait to see My Name. And I REALLLLLYYYY want to see my Loenthal (aka Lorenzo P). He's going through some things right now and I really just want to give him a hug right now. Plus....we have great best friend date nights.
Speaking of dates.....Three.....count it 1,2,3 people have asked to take me on a date when I get back to Chicago. Say whatttt?!??!?!?!?! I don't even know what to do on dates. Giggle at the jokes and chew in a non-obnoxious way. *shrug* Who knows!?! Maybe I should Google it.
Until Soon,
N*
Everything is well. I am happy. I'm gaining weight....trying to be thick-A-licious!!!! Ready considering going to Atlanta for Valentine's Day. Bilal is performing!! One of my ABSOLUTE favs, for sure. And since I can't make it to his concert in Chicago on March 5th (which Nicole keeps nagging/making me jealous about), I decided Atlanta would be my only other option. I think Kurtis wants me to be his Valentine. He said he wanted to take me to the Aquarium. Awwwwwwww......Kurty. LOL!
I miss my family like crazy. I miss my mommy like whoa! I miss my wife. I can't wait to see My Name. And I REALLLLLYYYY want to see my Loenthal (aka Lorenzo P). He's going through some things right now and I really just want to give him a hug right now. Plus....we have great best friend date nights.
Speaking of dates.....Three.....count it 1,2,3 people have asked to take me on a date when I get back to Chicago. Say whatttt?!??!?!?!?! I don't even know what to do on dates. Giggle at the jokes and chew in a non-obnoxious way. *shrug* Who knows!?! Maybe I should Google it.
Until Soon,
N*
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