tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63427600105304190402024-02-08T11:44:57.020-05:00Beauty is in the eye of love.Musings of a dual soul.Healingprosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05497114238722269412noreply@blogger.comBlogger129125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6342760010530419040.post-44072159861195862032010-02-16T12:54:00.003-05:002010-02-16T12:58:59.631-05:00Hiatus.<span style="font-family:verdana;">Anyone had any trouble logging in blogger lately? Seems like every time I go to work or the library, google-connected sites never work for me. </span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Anyway, I made a wordpress blog some time ago. I haven't updated it since the intro post, but I definitely have some things that I want to get out into the open. It's been too damn long. Lately I've been more of a reader than a writer, which can have its perks.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><a href="http://lovecrescendo.wordpress.com/">http://lovecrescendo.wordpress.com</a></span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Add me, follow me, do what it takes to inspire me to move the masses again!</span>Healingprosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05497114238722269412noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6342760010530419040.post-17316887173094748952009-11-30T13:39:00.001-05:002009-11-30T13:42:05.657-05:00My Hair Story.<span style="font-family: verdana;">Boycotting against the chemicals</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">20 weeks in</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">And I'm already waist deep in the struggle</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Coexisting rivalries fighting for a savior</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Everyone wants me to choose a side</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Straight moral conformity vs. rebellious curly exotica</span><br /><br /> <span style="font-family: verdana;">Thought I could hide behind flat irons</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">But I couldn't take the heat</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Combs turned to fingers</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">To ease detangling growing pains</span><br /><br /> <span style="font-family: verdana;">I'm trading in the sulfates and blow dryers</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">For butters and creams</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">In my sable S-curled dreams</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">That my family can't understand</span><br /><br /> <span style="font-family: verdana;">I want to let the ignorance grow out.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">And before I let the scissors take siege,</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">I want to know the real me.</span>Healingprosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05497114238722269412noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6342760010530419040.post-77819348636053448842009-11-30T13:20:00.005-05:002009-11-30T13:37:22.059-05:00What She(a) Did for Me.<a href="http://s69.photobucket.com/albums/i62/divaescarlata/?action=view&current=SheaButter.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i62/divaescarlata/SheaButter.jpg" alt="shea 2" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://s69.photobucket.com/albums/i62/divaescarlata/?action=view&current=shea-butter-and-nuts.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i62/divaescarlata/shea-butter-and-nuts.jpg" alt="shea 1" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Yes, I am convinced that shea butter would be a woman in human form because it's smooth, soft, and there is no hardness when she's resting against my skin.<br /><br />I probably saw raw shea butter for the first time when my friend let me use some about a year ago. It smelled odd to me and made my hands shiny. I've probably had my $6 16 oz. tub for about a month now and I feel like it's one of the best investments I've ever made in my life. Here's why:<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">1. A little bit goes a long way. </span>Cliche, but true. Seriously, I probably need my single fingerprint span for my hair and hands (respectively). Perhaps a little more for my feet though.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">2. It lasts forever (in a day). </span>No reapplying multiple times a day like lotion. Matter of fact, I'm never using lotion again (at least from the neck down).<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">3. Great for multitasking. </span>You can use it on your hair, skin, and nails! Mix it with some oils and you get a bomb moisturizer. Melt it and use it in your deep conditioners. Apply it to a burn or a dark spot every day and it goes away. I guess the only thing you can't do is eat it.<br /><br />Once I'm rich, I'll be buying in bulk.<br /><br />For those who are looking for something more natural for their hair and skin, I highly recommend her. She will not let you down.<br /></span>Healingprosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05497114238722269412noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6342760010530419040.post-76637695927958566812009-11-16T13:33:00.001-05:002009-11-16T13:58:25.441-05:00Some thoughts. (copy-paste style)<span style="font-family: verdana;">One of my friends asked me to help him for a thesis project, so I decided to share his questions and my thoughts here. Do with them as you wish.<br /><br />1. What is your personal attitude towards homosexuality? Do you feel as though because this lifestyle is your preference, there are negative connotations with it?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">2. As a minority, do you feel underrepresented in your community?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">3. With so many opposing stances on homosexuality, how do you view religion?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">4. Do you feel as though gender has a role towards the treatment in those that partake in this lifestyle? Are there any differences between gays and lesbians?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">5. How has being homosexual affected you in general? What is the positive and negative impacts homosexuality has had on your life?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">6. What has influenced you to be who you are? Has a figurehead contributed to your perception or is it because you feel comfortable with who you already are?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">1. I've always been open to homosexuality even when I considered myself to be straight. I believe there are positives and negatives with any choice one makes. However, homosexuality is looked down upon by a great majority of people. I feel there's nothing wrong with it personally, and not just because it's my preference.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">2. Very much so, but I've met a lot of LGBT's in college. I feel that there's quite a bit of support, even though HU is a conservative university. It's hard to be represented when there aren't a lot of popular role models/celebs that everyone can look up to. The white community has Ellen Degeneres and Perez Hilton (I know there's more lol). It seems like all the black celebs are mostly assumed because none of them officially came out (Queen Latifah, MC Lyte, Missy Elliot, Tyler Perry). Wanda Sykes comes to mind, but she was pretty low-key in her announcement. Also, I've noticed that she doesn't really talk about it in her stand-up, as she knows the topic is looked down upon.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">3. I still feel like gays can practice any religion they want, as I believe that God does not judge. Unfortunately, religion plays a dominant role in homophobia, especially in the black church community. I know some who are still Christians, and others who may be in between or may not believe in anything at all. As for me, as long as preachers don't bring up any homophobia at my church, then I'm good. There's a lot of hypocrisy, but there are those who go beyond it and find a true relationship with a higher power.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">4. Definitely. There's a double standard when it comes gay/bi/transgendered men and lesbian/bi/transgendered women. We see guys getting off on girls kissing just for fun, while two males kissing is disgusting to most people. I feel that males have it worse, especially those who act feminine. Men are taught to be strong and to look a certain way. Lesbian relationships are sometimes looked at as not being that serious (the "falling in love with your best friend" syndrome, college experimentation phase, etc).</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">5. It's made me realize that there is more to life than the standard (marrying a nice man, having children, etc). It's not a choice. It's a matter of what makes you happy. The positive is that I have met so many amazing people who fall under the category. Another positive is that the majority of my straight friends accept me as I am. The negative part is that I'm somewhat closeted to my parents. In a sense, I feel like it is none of their business and they can't dictate that aspect of my life. Another negative is that it's disappointing that other people that I may come across may never accept it, but that comes with the lifestyle.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">6. I've always been an advocate for self-love. I never hated myself for these attractions. It had always been inside of me, but acquiring a group of LGBT friends sort of gave me the push into the lifestyle. It felt odd at first, but I accepted it. Regardless, my sexuality doesn't completely define me. I'm African-American, a woman, a student, a daughter, etc. </span>Healingprosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05497114238722269412noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6342760010530419040.post-68424120262052553582009-10-19T17:45:00.003-04:002009-10-19T17:53:22.148-04:00My life in a few sentences.<span style="font-family: verdana;">Fell in love with a boy. Yes, a boy. Cutest thing I've ever seen.<br /><br />Problem: He's taken and leaving for the Navy soon.<br /><br />Solution: We fill our work shifts with craziness and laughter. And we'll be pen pals after he leaves.<br /><br />Still carless, but that should be changing soon. In the meantime, my social life is pretty much nonexistent.<br /><br />I'm glad I still have a job during the school year (first time doing so), but most of my earnings are going to go towards said car and college stuff.<br /><br />I feel like I've retired from writing poetry. I don't have those overflowing inspirations as much anymore. Hmm.<br /><br />The end (for now).<br /></span>Healingprosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05497114238722269412noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6342760010530419040.post-14145080745332687952009-10-19T17:36:00.001-04:002009-10-19T17:37:45.223-04:00Random Haiku<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Fingertips through hair</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Sex created the texture</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Natural instincts.</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span></div>Healingprosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05497114238722269412noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6342760010530419040.post-26128081067463345222009-10-19T17:32:00.002-04:002009-10-19T17:34:43.292-04:00Inside Joke.<span style="font-family: verdana;">I want to complete you<br />Like sentences dying to be written<br /><br />Phrase your words carefully<br />So I can fit your punch lines<br />Just right<br /><br />Create our own language<br />(Inside private thoughts)<br />Outside typical vernacular<br /><br />Tongue tricks trip the typical<br />Turning laughter into love:<br />The perfect translation.<br /></span>Healingprosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05497114238722269412noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6342760010530419040.post-73214657299787493032009-09-01T20:10:00.000-04:002009-09-01T20:11:13.275-04:00Sleepwalk.<span style="font-family: verdana;">First step </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">I'm touching consciousness</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">As deep sleep meets stumbling feet</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Dreaming with closed eyes</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Yet perceiving with fingertips </span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Nourished by our synchronized laughter</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">You accept my advances</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">In exchange for my half-lidded embarrassment </span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Entranced by our broken lullaby</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Second step</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Hits my surface like lightning</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">With the tingle of our potential</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Penetrating my rod bones</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Trip</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Back into bed</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Static clings to my clothes</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Sheets tangled in intricate designs</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Begging for something more</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Rise</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Determined to have you</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Catching up to the steps I want to take</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Walking turns into flying</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Without the dream world</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Feeling the air swept up in my skin</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">The cool turns into warmth</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">A front I'll never forget</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Under you</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">My back bounces against the surface</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">I wake</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">With outstretched fingers and numb toes</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Following wishes hardly obtained</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Might as well go back to sleep...</span>Healingprosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05497114238722269412noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6342760010530419040.post-4098327042242488322009-09-01T17:25:00.001-04:002009-09-01T17:25:49.719-04:00Against the Odds.<span style="font-family: verdana;">Shuffle the deck</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Let's even our chances</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">(I already know I'm winning)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">You don't even look</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">However,</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">I keep my cards in check.</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">I don't wanna throw my ace in any hole.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">I want my hand </span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">To play the keys on your heart</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Bluff until my eyes give me away</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Forget the deck</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">And deal</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">With me.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Challenge my chances</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Until luck fades</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">And love runs out</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">With nothing more to bet</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Than a well-played heart. </span>Healingprosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05497114238722269412noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6342760010530419040.post-12298868458568460582009-08-26T14:37:00.003-04:002009-08-26T14:48:31.334-04:00Beauty of Nature. (condensed 15 min library version)<span style="font-family:Verdana;">I have a confession to make...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">I love hair.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">I mean, I always have...well, permed hair I guess at first. Now I've decided that I really want to know my true roots. I haven't had a relaxer since June and hopefully I will never get one again. I want to renew what I have lost from all those chemicals. I used to have thick and long hair back in high school and I don't believe I appreciated it for what it was, hence the gels and sprays and grease that led to my eventual downfall.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Hair is somewhat equivalent to pride. It builds confidence, gives one compliments, etc. And that doesn't apply to solely the straightened texture. I've realized that natural hair is beautiful (and I can't stop touching my own).</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">I stopped blow drying my hair back in March. I'd rather lose hair the natural way. I don't own a decent flat iron, so I embrace the mini fro I have on the front of my head.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">I hope to do a big chop by the end of the year or whenever I feel comfortable with getting rid of my straight hair. </span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">People want to say that natural hair is harder to handle, but there are plenty of amazing blogs with hair tips and the like, so I'm ready. I'm not one to do much with my hair styling wise, but I want to broaden my horizons.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Maybe I'll start a hair blog of my own...*shrug*</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">For now, I just want to know the truth...without the creamy crack. </span>Healingprosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05497114238722269412noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6342760010530419040.post-30119320353937226892009-08-25T10:46:00.002-04:002009-08-25T10:50:48.945-04:00My first blog feature!<span style="font-family:verdana;">Check it out! </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><a href="http://www.1081creations.com/2009/08/cuffed-by-curiouslovechild.html">http://www.1081creations.com/2009/08/cuffed-by-curiouslovechild.html</a></span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">It also features music and the like. </span>Healingprosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05497114238722269412noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6342760010530419040.post-16474315785560124902009-08-17T14:08:00.001-04:002009-08-17T14:09:44.395-04:00Cuffed.<span style="font-family: verdana;">I've never been in handcuffs </span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">But I could feel the cold metal in my dreams:</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">You on top of me</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Each wrist linked</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">To the other</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">While the public chanted of our love</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">A mockery of marriage</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">A bondage of adoration </span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">That supposedly goes beyond the silver imprints</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Past the gold on my ring finger</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Pressing into veins </span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Leaving vulnerable skin underneath</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Wet and useless:</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">A bronze reality</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Melted together</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">To form a union </span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Less than pure.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">And God only sees you </span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">For the wrong you do</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Between the clicking cuffs</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">You don’t think of me</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Consistently</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Even as I lay over you</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Sharing blood beating </span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Stainless steel</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">I refuse to appreciate</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Your mental freedom </span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">My lack of control sends spasms</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Down ring fingers</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Leading to tips that can’t touch you</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Like I used to</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Our friction creating fractioned hearts</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">In an imprisoned dreamland</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Our togetherness creating a distance</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Only heartstrings apart.</span>Healingprosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05497114238722269412noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6342760010530419040.post-25521259888624645342009-08-05T15:54:00.002-04:002009-08-05T15:58:42.973-04:00Overflow: random stream of consciousness thing.<span style="font-family: verdana;">How much will it take for me to overflow? It's enough to make me wonder of what you have to offer. Your talents may be a close match, but will you tend to other habits? With me, you could be lucky, but my conscience may compromise my emotions. I may shiver with the thought of you in summer, but my feet are covered and my heart is used to the temperature. Spike the mercury to your liking, but my heart has had it all. Maybe not you…but maybe it'll be the same. Difference being you dying for attention while I live for space. There is no chase. We sort of fell into each other's existence and thrived. The sun blinds our eyes as we beg for rain to stick to our lips. Moist kisses in bathroom stalls bring us back to the reality of lust.</span>Healingprosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05497114238722269412noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6342760010530419040.post-45645835230113737502009-08-04T16:53:00.001-04:002009-08-04T16:57:59.875-04:00I'm not a big fan of repetition, but...<span style="font-family:verdana;">Here's one of the poems I did for my project. This is my Black Arts movement poem.<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Mr. Man<br /><br />Tell me when to breathe<br />And I will learn your beat,<br />Mr. Man.<br /><br />I can dance right on your heels<br />If need be,<br />Mr. Man.<br /><br />The crowd must love the chase<br />Eyes run from you to me,<br />Me and Mr. Man.<br /><br />How do they feel,<br />Mr. Man?<br /><br />Do they feel sorry for me,<br />Or do they see my dark skin and laugh,<br />Mr. Man?<br /><br />This is my only work.<br />I have no rights,<br />Mr. Man<br /><br />So I speak through my feet<br />To lift my spirit<br /><br />No one can take it<br /><br />Even if you are a Mr.<br /><br />Master...<br /><br />I am still a man.<br /></span></div>Healingprosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05497114238722269412noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6342760010530419040.post-64332203447734403002009-07-28T20:37:00.004-04:002009-08-04T16:52:22.036-04:00Man of the Year (or survey really): Van Hunt<span style="font-family:verdana;">I love this man:<br /><br /><a href="http://s69.photobucket.com/albums/i62/divaescarlata/?action=view&current=VanHuntZanibar.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i62/divaescarlata/VanHuntZanibar.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /><br />So I will give this a shot!<br /><br /></span><br /><br /><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Instructions:</span></strong> Using only song titles from ONE ARTIST OR BAND, answer these questions. Pass it on to 12 people and include me. You can't use the artist or band I used. Do not repeat a song title. Repost as "My Life According to (ARTIST OR BAND NAME) I was tagged by the lovely <a href="http://chiefofaffections.blogspot.com/">Knobody.</a><br /><br /><br /><strong>Are you a male or female?:</strong> Being a Girl<br /><strong>Describe yourself:</strong> Daredevil Baby<br /><strong>How do you feel:</strong> Hole in my Heart<br /><strong>Describe where you currently live:</strong> In the Southern Shade<br /><strong>If you could go anywhere, where would you go:</strong> Break Down Ur Door<br /><strong>Your favorite form of transportation:</strong> Ride, Ride, Ride<br /><strong>Your best friend is:</strong> Her Smile<br /><strong>Your favorite color is:</strong> Blood from a Heart of Stone<br /><strong>What's the weather like:</strong> Who Will Love me in Winter<br /><strong>Favorite time of the day:</strong> Seconds of Pleasure<br /><strong>If your life was a TV show, what would it be called:</strong> Hidden Charm<br /><strong>What is life to you:</strong> Mean Sleep<br /><strong>Your relationships:</strong> The Lowest 1 of My Desires<br /><strong>Your fear:</strong> Come Tomorrow<br /><strong>What is the best advice you have to give:</strong> There's Never a G'Time to Say Goodbye<br /><strong>If you could change your name, you would change it to:</strong> Precious<br /><strong>Thought for the Day:</strong> What Can I Say<br /><strong>How I would like to die:</strong> At the End of a Slow Dance<br /><strong>My soul's present condition:</strong> Down Here in Hell (With You)<br /><strong>My Motto:</strong> Anything to Get Your Attention ;)<br /><br />Tags: Ziggy, Riva, Hairlicious, Dorinae, Altamese, Carrie, True_Sanctuary, Brooklyn, LittleMissKnobody, Alex Devonce, Shannon, anyone else who wants to do it!Healingprosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05497114238722269412noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6342760010530419040.post-24078321216596024192009-07-26T12:46:00.005-04:002009-07-26T13:35:02.554-04:0021.<span style="font-family:verdana;">So my 21st birthday occured on Friday. I went to class, then my sis and I went and ran some errands. Some relatives came over (basic tradition of telling stories about the days me and my siblings were born and eating cake) and birthday money trumped the shit paycheck I'm getting at the end of the month. Then my bestie picked me and my sis up and met some of our friends at Applebee's.<br /><br />My friend Michelle and her boyfriend got there before us. The DeAnna sauntered in maybe 20-30 minutes after. Then Ebony and Rebecca got there extra late, but it was okay because by then I had a couple of drinks in me. And now I will tell the rest of the story via complimenting pictures:<br /><br /><a href="http://s69.photobucket.com/albums/i62/divaescarlata/?action=view&current=hurricane.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i62/divaescarlata/hurricane.jpg" alt="hurri" border="0" /></a><br /><br />First drink - Hurricane<br /><br /><a href="http://s69.photobucket.com/albums/i62/divaescarlata/?action=view&current=martinimile.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i62/divaescarlata/martinimile.jpg" alt="martini" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Second drink - Pomegranate Martini...loved it!<br /><br /><a href="http://s69.photobucket.com/albums/i62/divaescarlata/?action=view&current=whitepeach.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i62/divaescarlata/whitepeach.jpg" alt="sangria" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Third Drink - White Peach Sangria...that was pretty good too.<br /><br /><a href="http://s69.photobucket.com/albums/i62/divaescarlata/?action=view&current=siglaughface.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i62/divaescarlata/siglaughface.jpg" alt="laugh" border="0" /></a><br /><br />I did this a lot at the table...signature laugh face.<br /><br /><a href="http://s69.photobucket.com/albums/i62/divaescarlata/?action=view&current=mangomargarita.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i62/divaescarlata/mangomargarita.jpg" alt="mango" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Fourth drink - Mango Margarita...it was okay.<br /><br /><a href="http://s69.photobucket.com/albums/i62/divaescarlata/?action=view&current=thegang.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i62/divaescarlata/thegang.jpg" alt="gang" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Not as many people came as I thought...damn Facebook events. It was still fun though.<br /><br /><a href="http://s69.photobucket.com/albums/i62/divaescarlata/?action=view&current=patronnnn.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i62/divaescarlata/patronnnn.jpg" alt="patron" border="0" /></a><br /><br />One of my friends decided to be generous enough to buy me a shot and a half of Patron..nastay.<br /><br /><a href="http://s69.photobucket.com/albums/i62/divaescarlata/?action=view&current=damnpatron.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i62/divaescarlata/damnpatron.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /><br />My method of masking the taste.<br /><br /><a href="http://s69.photobucket.com/albums/i62/divaescarlata/?action=view&current=lolol.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i62/divaescarlata/lolol.jpg" alt="who's drunk?" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Which one of us is tipsy? You'll never know...<br /><br /><a href="http://s69.photobucket.com/albums/i62/divaescarlata/?action=view¤t=newspaper.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i62/divaescarlata/newspaper.jpg" border="0" alt="wrap"></a><br /><br />Shannon wrapped my present in newspaper...can we say trife?<br /><br /><a href="http://s69.photobucket.com/albums/i62/divaescarlata/?action=view&current=fashionistas.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i62/divaescarlata/fashionistas.jpg" alt="fashion" border="0" /></a><br /><br />This is my favorite pic...second to the lime pic.<br /><br />There are more, but you get the gist. For my Facebook friends, there's a lot more pics up there.<br /><br />Some of these are cut off...just click on the pic to see the rest.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span>Healingprosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05497114238722269412noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6342760010530419040.post-36918305016194897962009-07-23T17:59:00.001-04:002009-07-23T18:01:02.740-04:00Hair discovery!<span style="font-family:verdana;">So today I prepoo'd by rubbing my oil mix of castor, olive, and coconut into my scalp and then putting Silk Elements Olive Condish on my hair. I decided to try heat since I was in a hurry. I put my hair in three twists, baggy'd (shower cap), and used my blow dryer. After about 15-20 minutes, I took the twists out and my hair looked extra wavy. Like so:</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><a href="http://s69.photobucket.com/albums/i62/divaescarlata/?action=view&current=Photo1349.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i62/divaescarlata/Photo1349.jpg" border="0" alt="hair" /></a></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><a href="http://s69.photobucket.com/albums/i62/divaescarlata/?action=view&current=Twista.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i62/divaescarlata/Twista.jpg" border="0" alt="twist" /></a></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">I like it because it looks wet, but it's not wet.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">I think I will try this right before I go to my birthday dinner tomorrow. I'll just put less conditioner in it since I washed my hair already.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Opinions?</span>Healingprosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05497114238722269412noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6342760010530419040.post-59241670173206376242009-07-18T14:15:00.002-04:002009-07-18T14:20:03.207-04:00Definition of Bravery.<span style="font-family: verdana;">I did a little tree chart thingy (courtesy of Rivaflowz) and this is what I came up with:<br /><br />Bravery<br />Fight<br />Love<br />Carry<br />Secrets<br />Passion<br />Heavy<br />Hands<br />Speak<br />Hearts<br />Scream<br />Silence<br /><br />As I wrote these words, I thought of the connections and came up with this:<br /><br /><br />One who will fight</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">For love and<br />Carry<br />Its secrets of<br />Passion<br />Heavy<br />In hands<br />That speak in place of<br />Hearts<br />Screaming in<br />Silence.<br /><br /><br />Thoughts?<br /><br /><br /></span>Healingprosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05497114238722269412noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6342760010530419040.post-88629732421563632572009-07-13T19:46:00.002-04:002009-07-13T19:54:25.255-04:00Life is a (hopefully) gradual process.<span style="font-family: verdana;">Hey all. For those who don't follow me on Twitter, I guess I gotta update for y'all every once in a while.<br /><br />I'm about halfway through my second summer class and it's pretty fun. I feel like going to an HBCU and taking classes such as African-American Lit really opened me up to some viewpoints I never really saw as a girl living in Hickory. Poetry-wise, I'm focusing my whole individual project on imitating/being inspired by different time periods. We went around the room and talked about our projects, and my teacher suggested that I study all the forms, for example, if I did slavery, I do a confessional of sorts. It fits too because I'm currently reading Hottentot Venus, which is all about slavery.<br /><br />I've been way too lazy in between all these classes. I need to read the bare minimum for this class plus read for Thesis in the fall. I also probably need to do some extra reading.<br /><br />Anyway, I'm at work (boring as hell) and I need to get ready to close this place up.<br /><br />Any twitterheads should follow me. Name's curiousluvchild . Duh.<br /></span>Healingprosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05497114238722269412noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6342760010530419040.post-40920197140362626082009-06-30T13:41:00.002-04:002009-06-30T13:47:28.377-04:00Intimacy. (Part 1?)<span style="font-family: verdana;">You confine me<br />In a place fit for maximum security<br /><br />A holding cell made with your hands<br />Picking locks of hair with your fingertips<br />My body slowly leaning forward and<br />All it took was your lingering<br />Breaths on my neck<br />Leading me to<br /><br />Spilling sanity into your psyche<br />A mess of my past<br />Mingling with this and trying that<br /><br />Dripping from your ears<br />While the rest absorbs into memory banks<br />Refusing to cash my thoughts<br />To spend on toxic gossip<br /><br />The only whispers lie<br />Between us<br /><br />You<br />Who taught me that<br />Intimacy isn't a surface thing.<br /></span>Healingprosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05497114238722269412noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6342760010530419040.post-90079830628777691892009-06-24T10:02:00.003-04:002009-06-24T10:08:31.910-04:00Lawd, I never thought I'd be backtracking with this one...<span style="font-family: verdana;">For my summer American Lit class, we could write a poem (any type, any form) for extra credit. However, my teacher said he'd give us more bonus points if we wrote sonnets. I've been slacking, so I decided to tackle the 14-lined monster. It's a mess, but one of the lines is pretty inspiring (well, more inspiring than the uplifting tone). Just guess if you like.<br /><br />(Hint: It's the only line that sounds like I wasn't chopping words off the block.)<br /><br />Anyway, enjoy.<br /><br />Love can't be me now, so I try to gain<br />Wisdom, Confidence, Self-Respect and Trust.<br />Right now, life is about ducking the pain,<br />Hardened shells and pride a definite must.<br /><br />Sentiments lead to cemented heartbreak,<br />A heavy burden no one wants to lift<br />Including myself; I must give and take<br />Before I surrender my precious gift.<br /><br />The dream is over and the deed is done.<br />My life is lonely searching for truth,<br />But I won't have to live without the sun,<br />Its glow presenting the luck of my youth.<br /><br />My chance to find purpose, find what is right<br />For me, and soon enough I will take flight!<br /><br />Though I'm not a big fan of end rhyme, I should tackle this form poetry. Maybe it'll bring something new to my arsenal.<br /></span>Healingprosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05497114238722269412noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6342760010530419040.post-57198652856816198542009-06-19T09:52:00.003-04:002009-06-19T10:31:59.378-04:00Pure vs. Tainted: Realllly?<span style="font-family: verdana;">So PlanetOut.com brought a very interesting issue in today's email: Are lesbians who have sex with men different from those who haven't?<br /><br />The majority of comments lean towards the "hell no" factor. But I still stick by the fact that sexuality for some changes with time. Straight is considered to be the norm. Most of us are raised in that ideal. It's up to us to really find ourselves and try new things in order to know for sure. There's a lot of factors that play into sexuality as well (plenty of books on it too).<br /><br />I truly feel that I am a lesbian. It's an interesting mindset. I can't wait to have my ideal relationship. I miss hanging out with my girl-loving friends. I'm aching to write a girl poem, but I have no girl.<br /><br />I've been with men sexually, with my most recent encounter being over a year ago. The desire has faded. It's like putting a TV on mute. You lose understanding of what you used to know. It's time for a new perspective.<br /><br />Sure, "gold-star" lesbians are different in the fact that they've never had that male experience. That doesn't make them better. We all like the same thing, in a broader sense. Now it's "confused" people that y'all should be afraid of. That's a whole different story.<br /><br />One of these days, I'm going to expound on all this. For now, I'm tired and in class. *sings Rent-like* Another dayyyy.<br /><br /><br /></span>Healingprosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05497114238722269412noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6342760010530419040.post-12363066250412324352009-06-11T10:19:00.003-04:002009-06-11T10:42:25.112-04:00iWorry.<span style="font-family: verdana;">It was difficult for me to fall asleep last night, hence the great lack of focus in class today. I think I'm going to list all of my fears here so I can lighten my emo load.<br /><br />1. Employment - I know I'm a step up from the unemployed since I have a job right now. It's minimum wage, but it's still a job. I'm trying to upgrade to the new Chili's that's coming in July. Currently, I am the oldest worker at Tropical Smoothie Cafe. Luckily I have more of a productive life than past summers, so I'm not there all the time like I was before summer school started. Seems like a lot of my peers have better jobs. One of my very first crushes works at the Gap, while the super smart people are making moves with paid internships. I'm grateful to be making my own money, and it's going to stay that way, whether I upgrade or not. Upgrading is absolutely essential, especially if I'm trying to move out in a few years or less.<br /><br />2. Love - For my single people (or those who aren't in the best relationship), do you ever wonder if there is someone out there for you,but not necessarily in the place you live? That's a topic for another blog, but sometimes I honestly feel that way. I think I end up falling in the friend zone by accident just because I'm so damn nice.<br /><br />3. Coming Out - I'm only planning to do so with people I care about. Everyone else can find out on their own. It's scary, but I have to take it one day at a time. And when I do, I want to be confident that this is who I am. It's like I'm waiting for a sign, but I have no idea what it is.<br /><br />4. Time Management - I've always sucked at it, but I have to get better. I think the busier I get, the better reality check I'm going to have. I have to make things happen as opposed to putting shit off. I mean, who has the best jobs? Go-getters do, mostly.<br /><br />As Jasmine Sullivan sang, "We're not human without fear." Facing them can force us to change our lives for the better.<br /></span>Healingprosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05497114238722269412noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6342760010530419040.post-67331406481240993492009-05-27T11:56:00.004-04:002009-05-27T12:03:36.042-04:00Palm reading.<span style="font-family: verdana;">I feel like I could compose a poem solely from the reading I received last night.<br /><br />According to my bestie's coworker, I have a very strong fate line. And yes, I do feel that a lot of occurrences in my life happen for a reason. Lesbianism would've been far from my mind had it not been for a tiny curiosity that occurred at the end of my freshman year in college.<br /><br />Money-wise, I will be making bank, but I have to spend my money wisely. Recessionistas know what I'm talking about.<br /><br />Relationship-wise, I've already had three relationships, which is absolutely true. And my palm reveals that my next relationship may lead to marriage. Hmm...<br /><br />I'm supposed to have twins and another kid in the future. I don't really think about kids much, but I know I want at least two. Two at the same time however...I'm not sure about that.<br /><br />I have a very strong life line as well.<br /><br />Supposedly your dominant hand tells what should happen while the other hand provides an alternative. I like what my right hand tells me more anyway, so I'm good.<br /><br />I'm at work and the lunch rush should be here at any time, so I'm going to sign off.<br /><br />Deuces.<br /></span>Healingprosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05497114238722269412noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6342760010530419040.post-5667326893056656592009-05-14T17:12:00.005-04:002009-05-14T17:16:23.035-04:00Quickie.<span style="font-family:verdana;">Hello all. I haven't disappeared completely from the blogger world. I just have no wireless net access at home so I've been having many a rendezvous with the public library as well as other free sources of internet.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">I'm currently working my butt off (Saturdays are my only off days so far) and excited about getting my first summer check tomorrow!</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">I do need to spend more time on my craft since I have more "free time." I also need to finish unpacking and start looking for a better job. Also, I need to see if I'll be able to live in my friend's apartment next school year. That would be a dream come true for real.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Anyway, I'm past due for chillin' at home. </span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Give me opinions on my last post!</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Love y'all!</span>Healingprosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05497114238722269412noreply@blogger.com1