MUSIC: Drake ft. Jhene Aiko -- July

I'm gonna just ramble these thoughts off real quick....

Some of the things Drake says in this song are EXACTLY how I feel right now.  I've got it in heavy rotation on my iPod. The track is about a year old and I guess it's technically a cool breakup song.  But for me, it makes me smile because well... I'm excited. About what? I'm not quite sure. That's the fun of it, I suppose.  Anyway, take a listen:

Drake ft. Jhene Aiko -- "July"

"Uhh, this verse starts as my snipers hit their marks

And your guards fall down from a rifle to the heart

Like clap clap, let em fall slow

I know you had your fears 
You can let them all go

And most women are motivated, so I act accordingly

But this is so refreshing that it means a little more to me

Dedicating time when I really can’t afford to be

I provide protection if you open up the door for me

Couple stares, couple texts, couple dates

Couple "I think that we’re ready’s"

Couple "I think we should wait’s"

Are we acting like a couple, I’m just trying to get it straight

'Cause I’m over here convinced that it’s too early for mistakes..."

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This Week's Random Quote...

"I disregard the proportions, the measures, the tempo of the ordinary world. I refuse to live in the ordinary world as ordinary women to enter ordinary relationships. I want ecstasy. I am a neurotic -- in the sense that I live in my world.  I will not adjust myself to the world.  I am adjusted to myself."

– Anais Nin 

I Wrote This.

So, please read it. :)

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BLOG 45: Moment of Clarity.

Tonight is my first free night in weeks.  And, while I made a failed plan for tonight,  somehow I know that sitting in front of my computer in the middle of my new bed with this cup of tea is everywhere I am supposed to be.

I am proud of me.  I sat today and reminisced upon that moment in February when my roommate -- my sweet, sweet India -- told me she was going to be moving to Baltimore at the end of the school year.  I was happy for her but, of course, I was more concerned about myself.  I was 24 years old and the idea of moving back into my parents' house made me sick to my stomach.  I remember how many times I told India that I would find my own apartment sans roommate and make it fab. Today I walked into my apartment and realized that I was living the life that I said I would. A tedious 6 week apartment search amidst law school assignments, work and haters... I did it.

I'm proud of myself for this small feat, but in a larger sense, I'm proud of myself for always following through.  I set goals for myself and take the necessary steps to achieve them.  It's a blessing to live your dreams, even the teeniest, tiniest ones.

This brings me to my next thing.  Law school sucks, but I have a feeling that at the end of it my professional life will be pretty much set.  It's time for me to work on my personal life.  I should go out more, even when my leopard print snuggie seems like the more appealing option. It's time for me to date with purpose, not just for a free dinner or to see the latest movie.

I gotta get it together.  I think that when you've been hurt by people the way that I have, the relationships that should probably be the simplest become the most complicated.  The wonderful thing about love, though, is that what I want will want me as much as I want it -- flaws and all.  I've been broken into a million pieces this year. I'm soooooo ready for the good stuff, but I'm also patient enough to wait for what's right for me. Still waiting for my knight in dirty Nikes (hehe. remember that?). No lies. No pretenses. No walls. No regrets. No anger. Just pure, unconditional, fun, reckless love.

I guess you could say that when it comes to my personal life I'm working on carpe dieming -- with caution.



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Anyway, thanks so much for your emails of condolences at my grandmother's passing. It means more than words can articulate that you -- many of whom I've never met -- took time out of your day to send some love my way.  I won't ever forget it.  Not ever. Love you.

Alicia Myers -- I Want To Thank You

I've had this song on repeat so much lately that I just had to post it.  LOVE this song!

Alicia Myers -- I Want To Thank You (1981)




"I want to thank you, Heavenly Father
For shining your light on me,
You sent me someone who really loves me
And not just my body...

He keeps me happy, so very happy
And he loves me
I don't know how to be
It's been a long time since I had someone who loves me
I owe my thanks to Thee..."

*dancing* *smiling*

Here's to the Crazy Ones: Farewell, Steve Jobs.

Steve Jobs, co-founder of Apple, Inc. , died yesterday of pancreatic cancer.  He was an innovator way ahead of his time.  What I appreciate most about Steve, though, was the fact that he used his position as chairman and CEO of Apple to inspire others to greatness.  For that I am appreciative and, in tribute, I've posted the commercial that caught my attention just a few years ago and confirmed that being crazy, thinking different and walking to the beat of your own drum is not just okay -- it's genius.

Farewell, Mr. Jobs.

“Here’s to the crazy ones. The misfits. The rebels. The trouble-makers. The round pegs in the square holes. The ones who see things differently. They’re not fond of rules, and they have no respect for the status quo. You can quote them, disagree with them, glorify, or vilify them. But the only thing you can’t do is ignore them. Because they change things. They push the human race forward. And while some may see them as the crazy ones, we see genius. Because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world, are the ones who do. “

-Jack Kerouac