Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Random thoughts about natural hair and other stuff
*if you dye your hair with chemicals, is it still natural? What does natural really mean?
* is it just me, or does it seem a bit trendy to be natural these days? Does someone's reason for going natural really matter?
* what does natural mean to you? I think that natural ness is a spectrum. Really, natural is in the eye of the beholder.
* has anyone ever called you dread? I get called that all the time when I wear twists.
* do you get approached by random dudes with dreads more frequently since you have natural hair? I know I do. Two random dudes JUST walked up to me, trying to talk to me even though I'm clearly on the phone and uninterested in what they're saying.
* do you notice natural hair more now that you're natural? I have always noticed natural hair, even when I had a perm. I love the diversity and uniqueness of it.
* it's annoys me when someone has on headphones and I can still hear their music loud and clear.
* I hate when people stare at me. After staring at me for more than 3 minutes, you might as well say hello. You've obviously committed my face to memory, the least you can do is greet me.
TO BE CONTINUED...
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Tuesday, September 29, 2009
S.I.S. Barbie's New Fashion Forward Black Dolls Hit Stores
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Monday, September 28, 2009
An Ode To My First Love
See her in my dreams and
Lately every night she's been
Waking me out of my sleep
Begging baby please
Just one kiss, just one touch
But I know it's a trap cause
One is never enough
But I fall into the trap anyway
The two of us imprisoned in sheets
Every time our souls meet
Potential turns into kinetic energy
And we battle each other
Cause we just have to compete
But I never win so
I've gotten used to defeat
And we argue like we can't stand each other
Two forces opposing
But she never stays mad for long cause
I am the one she's chosen
And sometimes I neglect her
Cause I don't want her to see
My jealousy...insecurity
Vulnerability
But somehow she sees it anyway
Even though I wear my defenses like clothes
She has X ray vision so
To her I'm aways exposed
And if I don't drop my guard
She'll tear that shit down
She said “Get used to being completely naked
Whenever I'm around”
She wants me to be a nudist so
Eventually I give in
We make love then make war then
Do it all over again
And her love is perfect
There's no reason for me to cheat
Cause no one does me like she does
Always leaving me with soaked sheets
Always leaving me satisfied
While simultaneously wanting more
And she willingly grants my wishes
Always having something new in store
Willing to try new positions
If that's what I ask her for
And regardless of my intentions
She never walks out that door
Sometimes I use her. And she knows it
But she still sticks around
Don't deserve her. So I serve her
And I worship her ground
And she damn sure ain't perfect
But she's just right for me
She's my first true love
And her name is Poetry.
Sunday, September 27, 2009
This weekend's hairstyle
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Thursday, September 24, 2009
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What we've been reduced to
No talking
No smiling
No fucking
No reconciling
I remember when we used to talk all the time
Your words my sustenance
The way you manipulated vowels and consonants made no sense
Your tongue wrapped around each letter and I would follow suit
I wrapped around you
And we talked.
For hours on end
The time that existed between conversations was irrelevant
All that mattered was your words
My words
Our words
Our world...
Came crashing down
And this is what we've been reduced to
No talking
No smiling
No fucking
No reconciling
I remember when we used to smile all the time
As constant as the rising and setting of the sun
Grins spread across our faces like jam on toast
Making life sweet
Your smile, illuminating, has a domino effect
Causing my mouth to follow suit and smile
But now teeth remain imprisoned behind cold lips
This is what we've been reduced to
No talking
No smiling
No fucking
No reconciling
I remember when we used to fuck all the time
Couldn't keep our hands.lips.mouths.bodies off each other
I mean to the point where our skin touched so much that our
complexions mixed and we became the same color
But bodies in heat are no longer intertwined between sheets It's like
the fire that used to provide warmth just burns now
And this is what we've been reduced to
No talking
No smiling
No fucking
No reconciling
I remember when we used to talk and make up
Smile and make up
Fuck up and make up
But now apologies are few and far between
Neither of us want to admit we're wrong
And neither of us want to admit that something ain't right so...
This is what we've been reduced to.
Sunday, September 20, 2009
Does length really matter?
was reading this blog, and the blogger mentioned APL. Now this was
like the 10th time I have seen that acronym, but I didn't know its
meaning. Every time I see it I think: what the hell does THAT mean???
So I eventually found it through Google and it means ARM PIT LENGTH.
WTF? All these acronyms are annoying me. Bsl for bra strap length, twa
for teeny weeny afro, the list goes on. I mean I get it, but it kinda
bugs me that there is like an acronym for every hair length
imaginable.
What's the big deal about hair length? It's seems like length is more
important than health. It's not like I never wanted long hair, cause I
did. But once I realized the maintenance it would entail, I began
consistently cutting my hair to keep it at this medium length that I
often complain about. Now I'm not as concerned about the length of my
hair. I'm just glad that it's the healthiest that it's been in years,
and its so soft that I want to touch it all the time and not put weave
in it. And the best thing is: I don't have a dandruff problem anymore.
My head doesn't itch as much, my scalp feels clean. I started using
all natural stuff on my hair (coconut oil, glycerin, Shea butter, aloe
gel, essential and carrier oils, and WATER) and the dandruff POOF!
disappeared.
Anyway I just want the focus to be on the health of the hair, not the
length of it. Besides, healthy hair will grow.
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Saturday, September 12, 2009
14th Hong Kong Dragon Boat Festival
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Thursday, September 10, 2009
I've decided...
Every day I feel like I should loc my hair. The feeling keeps getting stronger. I'm excited about it. So the Fro Chronicles will become the Loc Chronicles.
But first I gotta get the money to get someone to start them. I can maintain them myself. I think I want henna too.
We shall see!
For now I will be wearing protective styles and the puff occasionally.
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Tuesday, September 8, 2009
Accessorize the puff!
I do love the puff, I'm tired of wearing my hair out though cause it's starting to feel like the elements are getting to it, so I will probably be putting in Afro or Marley twists really soon. My hair feels dry today and I don't know why, because I co washed and moisturized, then flat twisted it and tied it up with a satin scarf. That usually works well and makes my hair feel great. I'm starting to think that flat twists aren't as good an idea as they used to be. When I take down the flat twists my hair tends to feel dry. But if I do a bantu knot out my hair feels really nice. Two strand twist outs are cool, they just don't look as good as they used to. Maybe I need to do smaller twists. I don't know.
Just my hair woes.
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Saturday, September 5, 2009
Detroit Free Press - Obama's lesson plan for schoolchildren
Obama's lesson plan for schoolchildren
Nothing online has brought out more discussion in the last 48 hours than President Barack Obama's plan to address schoolchildren Tuesday.
As Obama wages his divisive quest for health care reform, parents across the country balked at not having the opportunity to pre-approve the message.
The White House has said the speech is not a political one, but one that will stress studying hard and staying in school.
Locally, several school districts have said they will not show students the speech.
Here's a round-up of coverage from across the Web:
Polifact.com refutes comments by Secretary of Education Arne Duncan on this being the first time the president has addressed the nation's schoolchildren.
"President George H.W. Bush gave an address to schools nationwide in 1991, from a junior high school in Washington, D.C. News reports from the time said the White House hoped that the address would be shown at schools nationwide, and Bush began his remarks by saying he was talking to 'millions" of students 'in classrooms all across the country.'"
* See Bush's complete remarks to schoolchildren.
The Washington Times said in a Thursday editorial the speech was an effort to expand the president's "cult into the classroom:"
"In a move suggestive of the Pyongyang public school system, the U.S. Department of Education recommended that before the speech students collectively brainstorm questions like, 'Why does President Obama want to speak with us today? How will he inspire us?' Classrooms are to be festooned with 'notable quotes excerpted (and posted in large print on board) from President Obama's speeches about education,' presumably alongside benevolent-looking images of the dear leader."
In a Friday editorial, the New York Times called the controversy "overheated and bizarre:"
"What is most disturbing about all this is what it says about the parents - and the fact that they have such little regard for their children's intelligence and ability to think."
Over at Huffingtonpost.com, blogger Michael Shaw says conservatives are using the controversy as a scare tactic:
"Beyond all the 'state indoctrination' and even Hitler Youth analogies being propagated by Obama's school chat, I'm wondering how much there is (or is also) a racist meme at play. It's something along the lines of: You can't trust your children alone with this man ... knowing how black men are. Wink, wink."
Much of the controversy has stemmed from the Department of Education's lesson plans that are to go along with Obama's speech. A first draft of the lesson plans encouraged students to write letters to themselves on how they could "help the president," according to the Wall Street Journal.
You can see the revised lesson plans for Prekindergarten-6 and and grades 7-12 below. You can double click to view them larger, or hit the full screen toggle.
Lesson plan: Prekindergarten - 6th grade
Lesson plan: 7th grade - 12th grade
Freep.com will hold a live stream of Obama's speech at noon Tuesday if you wish to see it.
Contact MARK W. SMITH: msmith@freepress.com. Follow him on Twitter: @markdubya.
Website address: http://www.freep.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=200990905009
Thursday, September 3, 2009
Honey Bee
Wanted to be wherever the honey be cause
Honey is sweet but its good for you too...
As were you.
Well, that's what I thought but
I believed and was deceived by the buzz...
You made me buzz.
Chemistry so kinetic that it resonated through me like vibrations
You buzzed and I came.
Addicted to your hypnotic sound
I clung to you.
Cause you were sweet like honey and just as sticky
I was stuck and
Couldn't let go without your residue being left on my fingers...
Honey Bee
Using me like a hive
Filling me with nectar and storing your secrets in me
Making me feel like home...
Your praise made me bloom like honeysuckle and I
Left pollen on everything I touched
Telling the world of your sweetness...
Honey bee
Treating me like a queen bee...
But that was then and now
You just sting
I can taste the memories of us.
I savor the ones that are sweet and
Spit out the sour ones and
That is what you get.
Words from me that are hard for you to swallow cause
They no longer taste good...
But they're real
And now you're bitter.
The honey that used to drip from your lips is gone
I realized that honey was really aspartame
Way too sweet to be real and you left behind an unpleasant aftertaste
Now when you speak you spout vinegar.
My mind puckers up at the sound of your voice
Everyone knows that honey is the way to keep fly girls like me but
You can't possibly be the bee you used to be so...
Honey bee gone.
You stung me and it hurt but
I didn't bleed
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
My hair last weekend
My hair today
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