Hair discovery!

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:





I like it because it looks wet, but it's not wet.

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.

Opinions?

No Sleep 'til...the end.

I am in no mood to catch up on the art of poetry at the moment.

However, I did catch up on some of this work and I'm definitely proud of that.

May have to pause the poetic masses.

I shall be living in the library all week.

The End.

Randoms.

So I feel wide awake. This isn't good. I have a full day ahead of me.

I really wish I had something profound to blog about.

But I don't.

Random tidbits:
-I'm a bit under the weather (be damned if I have the flu again), so I'ma got back on my vitamin game. Just drank a bit of apple juice, which has Vitamin C so that should help a bit.

-Currently feeling "Whipping My Hair" by Rihanna. Never thought I'd say "feeling" and "Rihanna" in the same sentence.

-Tomorrow is Peer Counselor Orientation. I'm glad that I made it. I thought my interview sucked personally, but I guess not so much.

-Besides my healthy apple and orange juices, I vow to drink solely water. I barely drink soda in the first place anyway.

-I am in love with Sam Sparro. Check out his feel good music! http://www.myspace.com/samsparro

-I hope Blogger won't be down for too long today. I need more comments on my latest poetries.

The End.

Bonus: Stream of Consciousness. (no looking back)

Livin' on poptarts and Ramen noodles
Ain't cuttin' it

I long for the days
Where eyebrow waxes and pedicures
Become a staple in my budget

Instead of throwing dollars
At clubs and "luxury food"
In Subway bags

I'll own franchises and written words
Speak eloquently in any setting
While still being me

Choking on syllables and thoughts
Is getting old at this age

My progression is recorded every minute
Downward slopes slide across a broken pride
And once I make my umpteenth fall,
I look at past bruises
And connect the dots
Leading to my blistered feet
Drain the ignorance
And let the patience heal

Remembering
That tomorrow brings another chance
For a full circle change.

(Shoutie to my girl Ebony who told me to write another poem to rest my tired soul)

Some of my lovely quirks.

I've done the 25 Random Things list on Facebook that spread like smallpox all over the site. Lately I've just been thinking about tidbits that barely anyone but me know about. So here goes, my heart:

1. I love taking a hot (non-scalding) shower every once in a while. I like how the heat makes my skin feel more vulnerable. I feel like I can see the red undertones in my skin as well. Makes me proud of my Cherokee Indian heritage.

2. I haaaate the sound of squeaky brakes/wheels. They practically surpass the annoyance of car alarms.

3. If I have a song in my head, I tend to keep the beat with my fingertips when I'm bored. I also try to guess which fingertip the last beat will land on.

4. My glasses are a part of my face. I feel insanely weird without them, so I will probably never switch to contacts.

5. I can't sleep well in a bed/couch other than my own. I also can't sleep (75% of the time) with the TV on or if my roommate is moving around in the room. Also, hunger affects my sleep as well.

6. When I'm bored in class, I tend to draw and/or write random words in cursive (as opposed to writing in print like I usually do). I usually just try to draw at random, that is not knowing what I intend to draw as soon as my pen/pencil hits the paper.

**I may update this list, so be on the lookout.

At the moment, I'm elated because I'm done reading for my two hardest English classes. The other night, I had so much reading to do I thought my eyes were going to cross. I'm also insanely tired at the moment, but I'm at the laundromat with my friend so I plan on starting my class journal.

Good day/night.

Bisexual speed dating night?

I'm just waiting on more of this L Word episode to load. The current scene is the speed dating night. Sounds like fun. I'd like to go to one of those.

Tonight I went to a gay club in Richmond. I liked that one better than the Baltimore one. It looked nicer and had two floors. I had a blast dancing with the gays. I can honestly say that I've never been to a straight club. I've been to straight parties (duh), but from what I've heard, a lot of regular clubs are wack. Anyway, I just like being around people who are like me. Sure girls can dance on each other at straight clubs, but it's not that serious. I am still sore from dancing.

I finally got dropped off at my dorm at 4-ish. There's like 4 people at the front desk, including the night watch dude. One guy called me out and was like "Are you really a party animal?" That definitely caught me off guard. Apparently a dude I barely know said I was, probably because I don't stay in the dorm like the rest of those dorks do. But anyway, it's nothing to be ashamed of. I like to have fun and forget about what I have to do (which isn't much considering the 4-day weekend).

So, random fact about me (I just feel like it lol):

-Anyone remember Toni's "Un-break My Heart" video? It used to make me sad as a kid. Poor Tyson.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6mK3N72UlNc

Childhood seems so far away. In a way, I'm still a child dependent on parents and school in order for me to get to that next step. I'm hoping the path isn't too rough.

Inaugaration is in two days! The future of America is gradually unfolding. I know Obama will make us proud.

Looks like I'll be sleeping through brunch later. Most likely it won't be the HU Sunday brunch I love anyway, so no loss.

Good day.

Vexed and glorious as ever.

Kenna is the man by the way. Check out his music.

Anyway, living life is crazy. You have your best (and worst) moments in no particular order, and depending on the impact, it'll help/haunt you for the rest of your life. Right now I think the good and bad are balanced. I can't keep someone (romantically) interested for the life of me, but my friends save me from oncoming boredom. Romance takes more work though. I'll take friends over an iffy lover any day. (Optimism always prevails)

My midterm grades were better than I expected. Still, I have a lot to do in order to get through this semester.

It's Homecoming week and I'm not the least bit phased. I may just go out of town for the weekend anyway.

End surface blog.