Prolific Poetic Princess

So I was perusing my friends' page and came across an interesting entry on a friend's page and she picked six of my interests to elaborate on, and I shall do that now. I have not updated my interests in years, so this should be fun.

1. 1930s. Okay, I don't know much about the 30's besides what I was taught in history, but I remember randomly searching for popular saying during various centuries, and the 30's list intrigued me. There's just something about using words such as daddio that seems cool to me. Also, Billie Holiday and a lot of other jazz greats were alive at this time. I would love to go back there and just chill at a lounge listening to them sing and/or play music.

2. Cherry popsicles. Lol, that was on a whim. They're just good. I remember sometimes pretending that they were lipstick. I've heard about some strange sexual feats involving this dessert, but I like to keep (most of) my eating rated G.

3. Mikey. That's my boo right there. I met him through a fanfiction website. He was my #1 fan from the start and we still keep in touch. Though he's about 5 years my senior, he's still a kid at heart. His funny impressions crack me up and he's one of the sweetest guys I know. I've never met him in person because he lives in Chicago while I'm stuck in VA. One of these days, we'll definitely make it happen though. I love him.

4. Spoken Word. This poetic art is amazing. It's a huge part of my life considering that I know a lot of aspiring spoken word artists. My current boyfriend is one as well. I was always the type to watch Def Poetry and go to local open mics if I had the money. I've also picked up a few books (Spoken Word Revolution is a must-read). I don't personally consider myself a spoken word artist. I'm much too shy to overly exaggerate my lines in the first place. Reading my poetry is fun though. Maybe I'll have one popular spoken word piece or two.

5. Profiling. I think I put this up there just because I loved to change up my myspace profile back in the day. I used to add pictures of friends, quiz results, movie pics, etc. Now the task just seems tedious.

6. Jazz. Jazz never really phased me much in my younger years, but it's so relaxing now. Most of the time when I'm driving, I'll keep my radio tuned to the new smooth jazz station. It just sets the mood. It's hard to find songs because most of them are instrumentals, so if the dj doesn't tell you the title, you're pretty much screwed. Other than that, I feel like I need to make this musical genre an even bigger part of my life. The Hampton Jazz Festival is in a few weeks and I would love to attend.


And so your objective (if you choose to accept) is to pick 5-7 other random interests from my profile for me to elaborate on, or if you want me to, I can pick 5-7 random interests from your profile for you to expound on in a future lj entry.

If you have it, add me:

http://www.xanga.com/prolific_poetess


I update it more and it's cooler. No offense, lj.

I can't control my flow
Compressing creativity
Is like telling me
I cant be...me

And then what would happen?
I'd be that silent tribute on the news
For those who have lost their souls to conformity

So I choose life
With truth lying in letters
Begging for a message
Through today's poetic prophets.

So much inspiration in my head...it's crazy...Yet there's a lot of non-poetic stuff in my head, so here I am.

I'm at my peak weight and it sucks. I'm going to try and workout at least every other day and cut back on the stuff that tastes really good. Seems like junk food is the best tasting stuff. I guess all good things have to come in moderation, huh? One of my friends asked me if I lost any weight. I highly doubt it, considering that I ate like a piggie during break. Maybe the exercise is already making me look better, hmm...

I went to my first off-campus open mic and signed up to perform. After I signed my name, my heart already started beating like it was about to get stolen or something. I texted a few of my friends telling them how nervous I was. They assured me that I would do well. I wasn't so sure, since I hadn't read a poem in a while. And I wasn't so bad. My voice is sooo different when I read. And considering that my friends who went before me do that spoken word shouting thing, I kinda imitated it in some parts. I got quite a bit of applause. What a rush. I feel like my stuff is so different. A lot of people rhyme, and I occasionally do it but not compulsively like I used to.

Also, I think it's second nature to be inspired to write after an open mic. I probably would've wrote a poem there if I wasn't so tired. Three nights of sleep deprivation = @____@

I made a trip to the library yesterday. I have a new rule for those who have to deal with the messed up Internet security here: If you're trying to get your "not so work-safe" fix, go to the library. I found an erotica book and it's caused lots of laughs when I bring it to the caf, but that's only cause I sit with gay guys who love making a scene.

I'm sick of not having my laptop. I miss my music collection. It's out of the shop and my dad's supposed to pick it up tomorrow, so I should have it by the weekend.

I randomly watched the last half of America's Next Top Model and they were modeling meat clothes...wtf? How many photos shoots has Tyra done? Geez, 10 freakin' seasons...When I think top model, I think someone who's every freakin' where just makin' hers. Let's see...Adrienne is shacking up with Peter Brady, where the heck is Yoanna? Wasn't she in a hair commercial or something? Eva's acting, haven't heard from Naima. Danielle has been in a few magazine ads. Um, Caridee...? Jaslene's doing it big, I guess. Her size annoys me. Ummmm, Saleisha just won, so...yeah. I'm not really keeping up with Model this season just because. Obviously we haven't seen it all, so...Tyra better make that money.

My hair = grr. I need to get it braided one day. And these gay friends of mine want to make me over or something. Do I really look that bad? Ah well...One of these days I'll surprise them. I'll surprise everyone.

I guess that's it for now. Peace homies.

Why is it that I'm still up at 5 am? No, I'm not restless or purposely pulling an all-nighter. What the hell is up with roommates talking on the phone all hours of the night? The chick slept til 3 pm today, so I figured she wouldn't be sleeping for a while. But on the phone debating about random shit at 5? Are you serious? I have gotten into bed numerous times tonight only to realize that she is still on the phone raising her voice. Now she's an adult. She can do whatever the hell she wants, but this is beyond me. What happened to respect? *sigh*

Can I get a roommate who doesn't need the tv on to fall asleep and doesn't talk on the phone past 1 am? Is it really that hard?

Luckily, I only have to go to one of my three classes today. At this rate, I'll probably be skipping it. Either that or I will be going straight to bed afterwards. I can't stand having my sleep schedule screwed up like this. Last night I was tossing and turning and tonight I've barely touched dreamland.

Now tomorrow night...er, tonight, I'm going to an open mic. If I have a pounding headache by then, I'm seriously going to hurt somebody.

By tomorrow, at least one of us is going to be back on track with the sleep thing. If not, I'm seriously going to have to do some bitching outside of online blogging.

Break has been very chill...Well duh.

Over the weekend, I visited my grandparents and did some shopping. I got a pair of black pants, some flip-flops, a purse, and an awesome party dress!

On Monday, I had three appointments. Orthodontist (like a 2-second check on the retainer I never wear lol), doctor (which was scheduled too early according to insurance, so basically went there for nothing), and the dentist (got my first filling, yay). Never again.

Yesterday I wrote random scenes for my story. Usually scenes would stay in my head because I wouldn't have time to write them. Break came at the right time. Though everyone else's break is next week, it seems. Oh, Hampton...

I'm almost done with a great book. It's called If This World Were Mine and it's by one of my fav authors, E. Lynn Harris. It's gonna be a sad day when I catch up on all of his books. He supposed to come out with another one soon, which is pretty exciting.

Today I worked out and got some cd's from the the library. I got Janet's Control and Damita Jo, Michael Jackson's Bad (which I just realized there was no cd in the case, boooo), James Morrison Undiscovered, Jamiroquai's Synkronized and an Etta James cd.

Tomorrow I'm hanging out with Shannon. Man, I haven't seen her all week. We are definitely going to raise hell.

Eventually I'm going to get my laptop fixed before I go back, warranty or no warranty. I still haven't found it yet. Grr. My baby needs a new fan...or something. I was gonna take it apart and look at the fan, but I was gonna have to unscrew everything, and I don't trust myself with that many screws. @_@

Looks like my recap is done...

I'm done with this school shit for now.

Just gotta go through one class tomorrow, turn in this research stuff, and kiss HU goodbye at 12.

Yes.

Damn conservatives.

I have a 7-9 page paper due tomorrow for my 2:00 class and I'm on page 2 right now, still trying to figure out exactly what I wanna prove. I'm going to CiCi's Pizza for dinner just to get away. Then I will come back at 9-ish and pull a (semi) all-nighter just so I can get this done.

Ah, college.

The first week of classes have already passed and I already have a good feeling about how it's going to end. It's only been a week and I feel like I've gotten close to more people. It means a lot to me.

First off, I have the perfect schedule. I start class everyday at 11:00 and end at around 3:00. I feel like Tuesday is my slack day, even though the classes I have are back to back. I have dance at 11, and then humanities and physical science, which are pretty much slack classes.

I'm writing my first newspaper article this week! It's about eclectic taste in music across campus. I was really excited about the topic, so I got first dibs on it. However, I have little experience writing an article, so I needed my editor to broaden my perspective. We ended up going through my whole music collection and we both now have a huge lists of artists and songs to check out.

Music is a beautiful thing. Without it, I don't know what I'd do. I love discovering new artists who stay true to themselves. That is the key to good music, in my opinion. A lot of my inspiration for poetry comes from music. New music = new inspiration basically.

It's a shame that some people don't expand their horizons when it comes to music. It's like knowledge. The more you know, the more better off you'll be. You can relate to a lot of different people through exploring different genres and artists. I just have an open mind, it seems. I just wish my hard drive was as spacious as my mind, lol.

I'm almost done with the sequel to Invisible Life and I'm excited. I should be getting the next book within a couple of days.

I should go ahead and finish my work for Wednesday. I'm going to stay away from the p word (procrastination) for a while. Wish me luck.

And I'd like to give a special shoutie to my new buddy Craig! ^_^

Bah, this pizza isn't agreeing with me. I blame it on the cheap cheese that Mom bought...Though I have been a little rat these past couple of days.

I didn't do a lot this week. Right before the new year, I saw Sweeney Todd with Shannon and Katie. I wonder if my ex saw that yet. He's a Tim Burton worshipper.

I basically spent New Year's at home chillin'. My mom and I worked out on Wednesday and today. Yay.

One of my goals this year is to be more aggressive. I need to do what I feel without worrying about the consequences. I mean doing logical things, duh. Lol
But anyway, Farm Fresh gave me a call back, but I'm only going to be here for another week, so I'll call them once the semester's over.

I'm looking forward to the semester starting on the 14th. I know I'm going to be better. I plan on setting up some sort of schedule so I can get it right.

I'm so bored. I kinda feel like watching a movie. This lj thing ain't workin'.

Peace.

You know how your birthday comes up and you don't feel a year older? That's what Christmas feels like to me, except the latter is a bit more stressful. I wasn't too creative with gifts this year, and I managed to get all of my presents without setting foot inside Bath and Body Works.

I am incredibly broke now, but I was before I came home from college. i'm still debating over whether I should get my freeloading booty out there and just get an easy job at Wendy's. They need day shift people, so I guess I'll consider. It wasn't that bad working for them the first time. They've done some major upgrades since I worked there almost 3 years ago. I really wanna work somewhere that doesn't involve food, but an opportunity is an opportunity.

I'm meeting up with DeAnna tomorrow and I'm so excited! We almost never hang out when she's here.

I've been obsessed with a lot of songs that deal with moving on and growth, but I finally have a new favorite bittersweet romantic song, which is "Heaven Sent" by Keyshia Cole. The chorus basically hit homes when it comes to what every girl longs for.

Today's been pretty long. Went to church at 8 and didn't get home until around 3:30 because of other ish my mom had to do.

I want to write prose again, but I'm so lazy. Plus I hate writing beginnings because they take forever and usually suck for me. I read one of my old fanfiction stories a couple of days ago and that cracked me up. I was so repetitive and funny back then. Some things never change. I've only written a short erotica or two since then. Maybe I still have it in me somewhere.

I've been awake for too long. I should turn in soon. I doubt that I'm going to make updating lj a habit again.

I shall close with my latest poetic snippet called "Suspicious Hearts":

You can't trust
Suspicious hearts

They mislead us every day
Disguised in the streets
With kind words and offerings to bear

Their intentions are temporary
Leaving you and your heart
Disconnected with your once whole self

One side blames yourself
While the other blames them
For expecting the unexpected

You're lucky if you get closure
And even luckier to completely trust again

Then you begin to transform
Into the detached being
You dreaded in the first place


~*~*~*~

I just finished reading the memoir of my newest favorite author, E. Lynn Harris. I had no idea of how much he had been through in his life. I felt sorry for him as he explained the abuse, death, and depression that he experienced. His whole life story emphasized one thing: you are in control.

For the past few months, I've grown steadily mentally and emotionally. I've gotten over a lot of unecessary things that used to consume a lot of my time. I'm happy to say that boys are no longer a part of my life. I'm only interested in men who know what they want. I'm not all desperate and sad just because I haven't found anybody. I already have love in my life. And as long as I have that unconditional love from my family and friends, I will be satisfied no matter what I do.

Harris mentioned the three F's: faith, family, and friends. I feel like faith comes in many different forms. I mostly have faith in myself with a belief in some sort of higher power. My family will always be here for me. Period. I've had my share of friends and acquaintances this year. It hurt a lot to lose people I considered to be good friends, but I learned that they can be replaced.

I am my number 1 priority. I know that there are several influences out there, but at the end of the day, the decisions are mine. I know I have so much to improve on and even more to discover about myself. I already have a great deal of love for myself, which is a treasure in itself.

Oh, and another treasure is John Legend on TV. Mmmm...

Since yesterday, I've finished a book every day. I'm so dedicated. I should be making another trip to the library some time soon.

I hope to get on a regular exercise plan as well. I hope to be at the gym for at least two times a week.

Having a job would also be nice too. I'll probably do some more searching tomorrow.

I'll probably start on my next book tonight. Let's see if I can make a record.

~_^

If I could rate my progress
As an aspiring woman,
I'd say the victories of my struggles
Exceed my expectations

But I know there is more
To be tweaked and redefined...

I've loved,
Lost,
And moved on to greater things

And my voice will only grow stronger…

You see,
I'm working behind the scenes
Looking beyond my mirror's reflection
And seeing the beauty of my flaws
From every angle
Not letting anyone shatter my perspective.

My reign continues to bless me.
(I don't know about you)

My expression is the golden key
To truths buried in subtle heartsong
Caressing my musical intentions
To birth a poem that will
Bring you closer to my inspiration
And farther from your ignorance

I am significant.

I love fast and strong.
My tears touch cracks
Underneath closed doors.

I am one step closer to grace
With every true friend I make

I am not anyone's fool but my own.

So I encase myself in a cocoon
Lined with the words
Of powerful positive women
And wait for my moment to emerge
Entrancingly beautiful
And complete.

And those left behind
Will regret
Overlooking the miracle that is me.

I'm gonna be pretty damn picky about who is going to be my true love. You know, I should have high standards.

I spent some time with my dad today, and I realized that I'm going to admit it. Yes, I do want a guy that's just like him. He's strong, loving, protective, and is always going to appreciate me.

I mean, I'm so grateful to have such a supportive and loving figure in my life. I have no idea who I would be without him, honestly. I wouldn't know how a man is supposed to act.

My man is going to be just like him. I just know it.


Now I need some sleep, lol.

I just needed to get that out.

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Now playing: Jill Scott - A Long Walk (Groove)
http://foxytunes.com/artist/jill+scott/track/a+long+walk+(groove)

I just got David Ryan Harris's "Bittersweet," so lemme know if you want it and I'll upload the tracks for ya ^_^

Never in my life have I ever obsessed over some type of curse word, lol. Okay, enough with the laughter.

I thought I'd be really excited for the weekend to start and maybe having something fun to do with some friends.

Actually, I'm sort of stressed the hell out.

Everyone's got their own life now, including me. I feel like I can't reach anyone right now. I'm waiting for someone to hear me out. It seems like I shouldn't have to. If my friend was struggling and needed my help, I'd drop everything I was doing if possible.

Since I stepped on this campus a little more than a year ago, I was determined to find my own way as well as make friends. Pretty typical, right? I found a few that I know I'll treasure for the rest of my life. But for some, I'm not so sure.

A couple of friends are now a part of a new clique that just formed. It sounds pretty cool and all, but I figured I wouldn't have been a part of it. That doesn't bother me. What bothers me is that I can't hang out with them. You think they'd make a little time, right? But I guess it's all about bettering yourself. If that's the way they're gonna do it, then fine. What I won't stand for is people talking about me behind my back and finding out weeks later. I don't need some damn clique telling me that I'm not good enough for their standards. I have my own damn standards. You're growing just as much as I am. I know I'm going to be extremely proud of myself when I graduate because I know I'll be so much better than I am now, no thanks to you.

Oh, and what the hell is it going to take for me to find some guy that's not into a girl who can shake her butt a certain way or is wearing a killer outfit every damn day? Can I find someone who's not trying to get some or is anti-relationship?

I just need some support...and my car.

It's like sex on the verge of breaking up
It's good, but you can tell
He's thinking of someone else...

~*~*~*~*~

You know that no one is faithful
Today

Even the devoted husband has to take a look
At his young and drop-dead sexy co-worker
And imagine

The
Clit-twitching
Thunderous passion
That he would give her in a heartbeat
If it wasn't for

The morals
And
The longing to be the one man
Wait---
One person who doesn't give in to temptation.

He wouldn't dare
(At least not in the physical)

His mind
Has no limits...

While she has yet to touch
That unforgettable smile
With the dimple on the right side
Winking at her

She wishes to engulf that smile
With her vivacious lips
And make him kneel at her altar
Until his bloody kneecaps kiss the floor eagerly

His taste dripping from her chin
Her melted truffle cascading down his fingers
And then--

He smells the perfume
From the birthday card he received that morning

His wife…

The love of his life,
At least
Until his fantasies prevail…

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Now playing: Anna Nalick - In My Head
http://foxytunes.com/artist/anna+nalick/track/in+my+head

Hey everyone! I was a 90's kid, so I definitely belong here. ^_^

I'm not so much into the grunge and alternative, but I love the dance, electronica, and old school hip-hop/pop music.

I actually have a favor to ask. If anyone has some classic Daft Punk songs they'd like to share, I'd greatly appreciate it. I can't get them off of sendspace or any other uploading site because my college internet security is crazy, so just email to me at Salsalover203@aol.com

Thanks in advance!

Once you're tagged, you have to write a note with 10 weird or interesting facts about yourself. At the end, you choose 10 random people to be tagged, listing their names. Don't forget to leave a comment that says, "You're it" on their profile and asks them to read your blog. You can't tag the person who tagged you.


1. I watch Spongebob a lot. Most likely if there's nothing else on TV, that's what I'm watching. (which isn't so bad since there's actually a new season, yay)

2. Most of the time when I flip open my phone, I expect to see a text message/missed call thingy pop up, but usually there's nothing there. Bottom line: I flip open my phone when I get bored.

3. I have selective hearing and I'm absent-minded, and it drives my sister up the wall when she tries to talk to me while I'm in another world.

4. If I'm talking to one of my good girl friends or a guy I have a crush on and someone interrupts the conversation and basically takes over, I get really jealous.

5. (Surprise, surprise) I'm a bit of a shopaholic. As long as I have money to spend, I'll most likely want to take a trip to some of my favorite stores.

6. People think that just because I'm an English major, I love to write just about anything. In actuality, I only love to write about what I'm interested in. I'm just as bummed about writing a 4 page essay as anyone else.

7. I've had an urge to watch The Little Mermaid for the longest time.

8. My dvd collection consists of like 3 dvd's. I only watch most movies once anyway. I'm more of a music collector. I have countless cd cases in my closet.

9. When I get out of my car at night, I look up at the stars and they seem to hold me captive for several seconds and it sucks that I can't just stare at them for hours because I have other things to do.

10. I text more than I talk when it comes to meeting new people. There's just something about letting my fingers do the talking for me...