Something to Think About

Howdy!

Haven't had much time to blog, but now's my chance. This weekend was different, to say the least. Stressful. But everything's okay now. So far, I'm loving my class at the university. The students are really cool. It doesn't help that I look like I should be in the class, instead of teaching it! I always try to remember how I was as a freshman/sophomore in college. Clueless and carefree, yet I always got my work done. I think we do more talking, discussing current events and entertainment than actual oral communication. We do what we have to do though.

I didn't sleep well last night at all. I have alot on my mind. When I think about it, it's not even that crucial. But...I have some decisions to make soon and very soon.

I heard something on the Steve Harvey Show this morning that stuck with me. A caller was giving a testimony about not being able to break into an industry. Ever since she'd moved back home, nothing was working for her. Steve told her this: "The reason we don't succeed is because of two things:we haven't been called to do it or we have not been faithful."

No truer words could have been spoken. Of all the things we want to do, whether it be a career, a family, relationships, have we been called to do it? It is what God wants for us or what we want for ourselves. Think about hardships you had on a job. Sure you went to school for business management. You even have advanced degrees, yet there's something missing. Maybe there's something else that you are even better at. You just don't know it yet.

We have not been faithful. I think that means we have not put in the work that is required. Have you done research? Have you made sacrifices? How can I be a writer or an entertainer or whatever if I have not practiced my craft?

Real talk. Something to think about.

Now on to the fluff. Making the Band 4. Aubrey, please get the _____ outta here STAT! Showstoppin' was tight, but ya'll ain't no TLC. Beat it. Diddy is the most arrogant man on the planet, but he's so damn funny! Whew! I don't think I can take a season of the foolery. Did I hear that Diddy was changing his name again to Sean John??? Again, I say, Diddy--kick rocks!

Oh, and unfortunately, nothing entertaining has been happening. Just slow motion. I vow to myself to get out and do some (constructive) things this first part of the year. Maybe I'll have some funny stories for you.

Long Time, No Blog

Hey Ya'll!

My, my, my, it's been a loooong time, hasn't it? Per B Fab's request, I am posting. I have been so busy with work that I haven't had time to do anything but sleep. I started to post yesterday, but it was too much going on. Why must we face adversity? Or why must I face adversity at the workplace. My work roommate and I had a misunderstanding about my capabilities as a facilitator and how a groups of 35+ men would react to me. After all the drama and all the prayer, it occurred to me that it wasn't my lack ability, but her insecurity that caused this mess. The class was at 7 a.m. this morning and it was a success! God always has my back and I thank Him for that. I'm hoping to move past this and acknowledge me not always speaking up as a weakness that God is already beginning to change.

Moving on.

Speaking of speaking up...I finally told the Youngin straight out that me and him being more than friends just ain't gonna happen, capt'n. Sorry. Friday night, I awoke to a voicemail stating that I don't answer nor return phone calls so he wasn't going to worry about it anymore and just "let you call me when you wanna talk." My first thought was kick rocks with Jerusuem Cruisers on, but I realized that there's a certain person who doesn't return my calls in a timely fashion either (DAMMIT!), so I felt his pain. It was time to just bite the bullet and be honest. It wasn't so bad. However, I still don't think he got it. Oh well.

Other than that, I'm trying to stick to my guns and have no dealings with That One even though I plan on being in the area for All-Star. Be strong, hold on. And whenever he calls, God give me the strength to let that a$$ have it. You can't just do whatever you want to do, ya know. It's not fair. And I'm guilty of myself.

A friend of mine who lives in Houston posted on my Facebook that I need to make sure my work and "doing too much" doesn't get in the way of my social, intimate live. Don't forget you have a life to live. That really spoke to me. Sometimes I feel like I'm working so much for nothing. I know that's not true at all, but it is what it is. I plan to use this extra money for good, not evil. lol Namely trips to NYC and CHI and N.O. for Essence Fest. I'm trying to live life. It just requires work. Until I find that rich husband...

Check my story on the Memphis Blues on N'Digo.com under Press Play. While it's still up. It's a weekly magazine. Shout out to Bonnita Jones.

Reminiscin': Dirty South/Dungeon Family Edition

So you know I love my OutKast, right? I was just thinking about them, as I listen to the Art of Storytelling, Pt. 4 (Go 3000!). So here are a few videos that I could find and embed from their era.

OutKast-Benz or Beemer



OutKast-Elevators



Goodie Mobb-Black Ice



Joi-Ghetto Supastar (Note: That's Joi on Movin' Cool from Idlewild, not Paula Patton. Excellent lip-syncing though.)

Okay, This is Getting to Be Ridiculous....

that I have not posted in over a week. But you know what? Life happens! But on another note...(in my Varnell Hill voice) "Did ya miss meeee???"

Don't answer that unless the answer is hellz yeah. Moving right along...

I've been busy and then not so busy. My aggravation levels have been high, so clearly, I haven't felt like being bothered by anyone much. Last night was the first night that I've actually gotten a decent night's sleep. I can hear everything these days. I think somebody upstairs is getting the brakes beat off them in the late hours and that freaking cat that has made my patio her new home seems to be mating. That means that it sounds like somebody is trying to skin her alive. (I don't actually know that it's a "her," by the way). Work and church activities are about to kick in high gear.

School starts Monday and as usual, I'm nervous. Not so much, but I can't BS them like I did off-campus. When I paid $54 for faculty parking, I almost told them to take the job and shove it where the sun don't shine. Satellite campus parking was the $FREE.99! Anyway, it's a blessing all in all. But please believe, I will be attending every on-campus event I can, teacher or not! I gotta take advantage of that hang tag.

I have been on my music lately. The Dream. I love Love/Hate. Eh,eh, eh. Yeah, I'm addicted to it. Janelle Monae. Spacey chick, but talented nonetheless. Look at an interview on her on Clutch TV. PJ Morton. I heart PJ.

The men...umm, there's nothing to say really. I'm over it all. Why can't we follow the golden rule in relationships? I don't blow up That One (or call at all, for that matter), so why must the Youngin blow me up? I don't want to talk, dude. And I know he can't read my mind, but we learned what context clues were in elementary school, right? Maybe not. Next week, we'll work on colors and shapes. Okay that was mean. You know I'm nice.

Last, but certainly not least, I have another writing assignment with N'Digo Magapaper, based in CHI-City. I'm so excited about the opportunity. God answers prayes and I could not do anything without Him!

Peace out and good day!

Back to the Grind

Well, I'm back to the grind. This is my first day back and it's not so bad. It's Wednesday so Friday will be here before I know it. The last post, I was feeling a little down and had gone into hibernation. Saturday night I thought about the work that was coming when I returned this week, I immediately got in the bed! School is about to start, additional classes at work and church activities are back in full swing. I need a nap already!

It's January 2, so that means a new issue of Clutch posted yesterday. Check out my interview with Mary Mary (I love them!)and the Woman of Color Manifesto by founder, Dede Sutton. I think we all need to live by that. I assume you heard about Susan Taylor leaving Essence? I've heard her speak and even met her. Extremely spiritual and enlightening, but long-winded as a mug! Best wishes to her.

Oh, there's finally a post up at Honey Magazine, too

I'm out!