As the year comes to a close this week...I've decided to recap a little bit. Not recap by paragraphs and stories. I don't have time to regale you with all of it. Besides...I'm a list person and you seem to digg lists much better anyways.
Fav Movies I saw in 08-
*Bella
*Dark Knight
*Wanted
*Horton Hears a Who
*Kung Fu Panda
*Iron Man
*House Bunny
*Sex Drive
Best Albums of 08-
*Taylor Swift
*Lil Wayne
*Gym Class Heroes
*Britney Spears
*Fall Out Boy
*John Legend
Shoes of 08-
*Vans
-lace ups
-half cabs
Best Songs of 08 (take it for what it is, i could go on for days)-
*Brooklyn Girls - Charles Hamilton.
*Acapella - Brandy.
*Heart Songs - Weezer.
*Whether or Not - Gabe Bondoc.
*This Boy - James Morrison.
*Lollipop - Lil Wayne (yaya..you sang it too)
*Waledance - Wale.
Breakout artists of 08-
*Lil Wayne
*Katy Perry
*Keri Hilson
*The Dream
Unsung Band of 08-
*Hey Monday (mark my words...09..everyone will sing them and i'll sit back and call them old school. ;)..)
Poets of 08-
*Buddy Wakefield
*Andrea Gibson
*Shihan
Man of 08...09...and beyond...
*Barack Obama
To wrap it up...90% of music this year was whack. All of it sounded the same, talkboxes were and are everyone's favorite new singing method, and if it wasn't one or the other...lil wayne was in the song using the talkbox voice instead of rapping. Go figure. Movies did major breakthroughs as far as story lines, plots, actors...yadayada. Vans stayed current and I grew out of my jordan phase. Poets became people I trusted...ironic. And finally...I stood up and became a proud proud American for the very first time in 20 years.
This year was wonderful. As is any year. One year older, one year wiser. I'm looking forward to 09 just as much as I was looking forward to 08. Lil Wayne will still be everyone's guy...but maybe I'll become everyone's girl. I'm going to say that Eminem is going to make a return and it might be huge. Kanye will put out another album that people will complain about but still buy and listen to. I will move out (ohhhh dream big girl wonder). My diploma will become more of a reality. I will fight, I will love, and I will grow. Each passing day is something to reflect upon and use for the following hours, days, months...year.
I will ring in the new year with people who mean the absolute world to me. What a good place to be. What a cool life to live.
Thanks everyone for reading another year of this thing. Like I always say...and you can probably say it with me by this time around....it means everything to me that you put your eyes where my heart, mind, and soul has been.
Love the life you live, and live the life you love.
peace, blessings, and continual growth for the new year...
GW
Monday, December 29, 2008
Monday, December 22, 2008
196. Best Christmas Present You'll Get....
You're Welcome. =]
Love,
Alvin, Simon, and Theodore....oh wait...Ashley, Kaitlynn, and Taylor
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
195. Just about a week...
Christmas is coming so faaast. I've been enjoying every single minute of the coming holiday though, I must say.
I can't even apologize for not being on this anymore. Because I'm not really sorry. I guess I've stopped writing about running and started to stop where I'm supposed to be. Just sayin. As if that made any sense at all.
Happiness is:
- Just about a week left until Christmas.
- Lights.
- Lights on houses.
- Lights on trees.
- Our big tree.
- Ornaments.
- Snow pictures from Jenny.
- New music.
- Christmas music.
- Tonsils shrinking.
- Keyshia Cole and her amazingness.
- Blackberry.
- Kaitlynn being home for 6 weeks.
- 3.8 GPA. =]
- Family time.
- Water.
- Hot cheetos even though I haven't had them since OCTOBER. I know..
- Peanut butter Captain Crunch.
- Sweats.
- My new slippers.
- Buying gifts for people.
- Buying gifts for those who need it.
- Christmas cards.
- Apple Fritters.
- Bumping into old friends.
- Books.
- New jeans.
- Green.
- Dani and my movie date.
- My big bed.
- Sleeping.
- Waking up smiling.
- Being thankful.
- Knowing they are proud of me..
- Laying in bed until 2.
- My iPod.
- B. Spears new cd.
- Having Taylor do impressions of Stass.
- Stass finding it funny.
- Cookie day.
- The Grinch.
- Ba hum bug.
- Kidding.
- Moccasins.
- Burts Bee's.
- Kaitlynn shopping with me.
- Taylor calling me Al.
- Candy Canes.
- New friends.
- Mid day texts..just because.
- Potatoes.
- Tim Tams. (look them up)
- iTunes.
- Burberry.
- Scarves.
- WWJD bracelet.
- Jenny coming for dinner.
- The Holiday.
- Sitting by the fire.
- Cloud 9.
- Enjoying where I am at.
- Looking forward to the new year.
- Tasha helping me each morning with a verse.
- Goodmorning phone calls.
- Vans.
- Dressing up.
- Dressing down.
- Victor coming back into town.
- Not being afraid of any clown.
- Making Jennys snow picture my background.
- Love makes the world go round.
- Goodafternoon phone calls.
- Chelsie Hightower. (you thought I forgot..)
- Getting a new Carrie Underwood poster.
- Cleaning my desk.
- Cleaning my room.
- Cleaning my car.
- Being clean.
- Showers.
- Soap.
- Perfume.
- Cologne..
- Good teeth.
- Goodnight phone calls.
- Fluff and stuffs.
- The biggest loser finale because the girl who won..was cute.
- My Grandma.
- My Grandpa.
- My Aunt getting here yesterday and staying for a long time.
- Cold weather.
- Funny people.
- Happy people.
- Saying Merry Christmas.
I have lots to be thankful for. I am blessed. I am overly blessed. I thank God every single day for what I have and what he has given me. It's my job to turn it into something that works and keeps working every single day. Remember that...if you are given the tools...it's your job to figure out how to use them. I hope everyone has been enjoying this season. It's kind of cool to see everyone so excited for something all at once. I vote we act this way all the time. Unrealistic? Maybe. But I believe that even more than that...we are excited that everyone else is excited. Kindness is contagious. Try it. It's a good look for everybody.
Peace and Blessings ya'll.
I can't even apologize for not being on this anymore. Because I'm not really sorry. I guess I've stopped writing about running and started to stop where I'm supposed to be. Just sayin. As if that made any sense at all.
Happiness is:
- Just about a week left until Christmas.
- Lights.
- Lights on houses.
- Lights on trees.
- Our big tree.
- Ornaments.
- Snow pictures from Jenny.
- New music.
- Christmas music.
- Tonsils shrinking.
- Keyshia Cole and her amazingness.
- Blackberry.
- Kaitlynn being home for 6 weeks.
- 3.8 GPA. =]
- Family time.
- Water.
- Hot cheetos even though I haven't had them since OCTOBER. I know..
- Peanut butter Captain Crunch.
- Sweats.
- My new slippers.
- Buying gifts for people.
- Buying gifts for those who need it.
- Christmas cards.
- Apple Fritters.
- Bumping into old friends.
- Books.
- New jeans.
- Green.
- Dani and my movie date.
- My big bed.
- Sleeping.
- Waking up smiling.
- Being thankful.
- Knowing they are proud of me..
- Laying in bed until 2.
- My iPod.
- B. Spears new cd.
- Having Taylor do impressions of Stass.
- Stass finding it funny.
- Cookie day.
- The Grinch.
- Ba hum bug.
- Kidding.
- Moccasins.
- Burts Bee's.
- Kaitlynn shopping with me.
- Taylor calling me Al.
- Candy Canes.
- New friends.
- Mid day texts..just because.
- Potatoes.
- Tim Tams. (look them up)
- iTunes.
- Burberry.
- Scarves.
- WWJD bracelet.
- Jenny coming for dinner.
- The Holiday.
- Sitting by the fire.
- Cloud 9.
- Enjoying where I am at.
- Looking forward to the new year.
- Tasha helping me each morning with a verse.
- Goodmorning phone calls.
- Vans.
- Dressing up.
- Dressing down.
- Victor coming back into town.
- Not being afraid of any clown.
- Making Jennys snow picture my background.
- Love makes the world go round.
- Goodafternoon phone calls.
- Chelsie Hightower. (you thought I forgot..)
- Getting a new Carrie Underwood poster.
- Cleaning my desk.
- Cleaning my room.
- Cleaning my car.
- Being clean.
- Showers.
- Soap.
- Perfume.
- Cologne..
- Good teeth.
- Goodnight phone calls.
- Fluff and stuffs.
- The biggest loser finale because the girl who won..was cute.
- My Grandma.
- My Grandpa.
- My Aunt getting here yesterday and staying for a long time.
- Cold weather.
- Funny people.
- Happy people.
- Saying Merry Christmas.
I have lots to be thankful for. I am blessed. I am overly blessed. I thank God every single day for what I have and what he has given me. It's my job to turn it into something that works and keeps working every single day. Remember that...if you are given the tools...it's your job to figure out how to use them. I hope everyone has been enjoying this season. It's kind of cool to see everyone so excited for something all at once. I vote we act this way all the time. Unrealistic? Maybe. But I believe that even more than that...we are excited that everyone else is excited. Kindness is contagious. Try it. It's a good look for everybody.
Peace and Blessings ya'll.
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
194. Finals = Finished.
Soooo here comes my excited schpeal about how much I absolutely love Christmas...
Wait...on second thought...I'll just post something that I think is incredible.
This guy usually sings and writes all his own stuff. Super talented. This time he just did an instrumental and in keeping with the spirit...I thought I'd post it. He does both the piano and the sax in this video. Quite good...maybe he's the next Kenny G.
All he needs is my trumpet in there and we'd make it a hit. ;)
Wait...on second thought...I'll just post something that I think is incredible.
This guy usually sings and writes all his own stuff. Super talented. This time he just did an instrumental and in keeping with the spirit...I thought I'd post it. He does both the piano and the sax in this video. Quite good...maybe he's the next Kenny G.
All he needs is my trumpet in there and we'd make it a hit. ;)
Monday, December 8, 2008
Saturday, December 6, 2008
192. Word? Word.
I've been meaning to write you something, but my carefully, hand-stroked words get lost in the wonderment of your light eyes - and I become somewhat of a speechless wanderer, misplacing my thoughts before you. But before you even became a heart-kissed realization, your form enlightened me. This was times ago. Kicking up lust that must have been born amongst the months I cried for, for someone else's problem that so feverishly became my entanglement...but that was just initially. Because you now know we are a much deeper us, and I’d like to have it no other way than a few more thousand leagues under from what I see.
You see, you are a beautiful abstract obscurity, facing the sun like no other person can stand against the hot circle of light. You are lovely in something a bit brighter. You bring peace to the days that are dark simply from radiance.
And understand, this doesn't resemble a storybook.
It’s not you calling for me, it’s me falling for you while you make every precautionary effort to keep me safe from breaking.
It’s you showing a feeling, and me showing equivalence, and us singing an off tuned melody that represents it metaphorically.
And sometimes,
It’s – you telling me that writing is not your forte...and the lost words that drip from the back of your mind become somewhat of a forever-neverland. I must guess what thoughts pour from your soul. I'd have it no other way.
Now, I’m obviously not perfect, and even though your writing is not - I think you are – because faith tells me to say so and faith has brought me good things and, face it, you’re perfect proof that faith misleads not.
So tonight let me crown you with my whispers while you daze between a sleep and dream’s end. “I enjoy you”, I’ll say. Above you, I’ll sway my pendulum of a once broken but now bandaged, healing heart. Because in this simple slumber of you – I’ll swear in the silence you save me. And you’ll save me still because it’s written on the walls with your signature below, cocking your hands back and elbows tucked like Muhammad Al-cut a – fool – for hurting you. And trust – I will cut a fool for hurting you - myself included.
So...thanks - giving my eyes the sweep when wet, you've allowed my vision to refocus. And when storm clouds hover over my existence, expected, you blow a kiss like high winds over summits. And sometimes my heavy heart sprouts sharp edges, but you stay to chisel away the uneasy until calm, again, resembling a lighter version of the pitter patters that keep the rhythm of my body. "Home is where the heart is," they say, but the phrase's just as beautiful in reverse because I feel it, now. Beating chest not empty.
So thank you.
You see, you are a beautiful abstract obscurity, facing the sun like no other person can stand against the hot circle of light. You are lovely in something a bit brighter. You bring peace to the days that are dark simply from radiance.
And understand, this doesn't resemble a storybook.
It’s not you calling for me, it’s me falling for you while you make every precautionary effort to keep me safe from breaking.
It’s you showing a feeling, and me showing equivalence, and us singing an off tuned melody that represents it metaphorically.
And sometimes,
It’s – you telling me that writing is not your forte...and the lost words that drip from the back of your mind become somewhat of a forever-neverland. I must guess what thoughts pour from your soul. I'd have it no other way.
Now, I’m obviously not perfect, and even though your writing is not - I think you are – because faith tells me to say so and faith has brought me good things and, face it, you’re perfect proof that faith misleads not.
So tonight let me crown you with my whispers while you daze between a sleep and dream’s end. “I enjoy you”, I’ll say. Above you, I’ll sway my pendulum of a once broken but now bandaged, healing heart. Because in this simple slumber of you – I’ll swear in the silence you save me. And you’ll save me still because it’s written on the walls with your signature below, cocking your hands back and elbows tucked like Muhammad Al-cut a – fool – for hurting you. And trust – I will cut a fool for hurting you - myself included.
So...thanks - giving my eyes the sweep when wet, you've allowed my vision to refocus. And when storm clouds hover over my existence, expected, you blow a kiss like high winds over summits. And sometimes my heavy heart sprouts sharp edges, but you stay to chisel away the uneasy until calm, again, resembling a lighter version of the pitter patters that keep the rhythm of my body. "Home is where the heart is," they say, but the phrase's just as beautiful in reverse because I feel it, now. Beating chest not empty.
So thank you.
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
191. A little bird told me...
that every person in the world is stressed this week. I'm not sure what it is. Maybe it's the fact that for students the semester/quarter is winding down. Projects are due, homework is handed in, tests are being prepared for, registration is being completed. Maybe it's the fact that for the work world we are in a recession...have been for a year now..and they are just announcing it. Maybe God is shakin' this place up for some unknown reason. I can digg it. He's allowed to do a little something like that. It's a test.
What I'm trying to say is...go with it. Don't go against it. Don't try and race it. Don't stay back and follow it. Move with it.
December has me feeling a bit different. Good different. Tis' the season I suppose. =]
I know this is short...again. Maybe it's becoming a pattern with these short little posts. I usually have oh so much to say and then I come on here and realize that I never really did have much to say.
Two things I never (I can't say never because I have written about it before) but...almost never write about on this blog are religion and politics. I steer clear because this is more of an unbiased place to get a good laugh or a little pick me up from my music or words or whatever you use it for. I've chosen not to make this my little high post to come and preach my feelings to a choir. That's not my place. However...I did make an exception a few weeks back in writing about Obama and I will make an exception with this blog- in the case of religion. All I will say is...
"Know God, Know Strength. No God, No Strength."
With this said...God can be whomever...or whatever you like. I leave that up to you. I'm using God as a figure to believe in. I believe in numerous things. My advice? believe in something. You'll get much further if you do.
My inspiration for a day like this...I hope you enjoy it as well.
Peace and Blessings ya'll.
What I'm trying to say is...go with it. Don't go against it. Don't try and race it. Don't stay back and follow it. Move with it.
December has me feeling a bit different. Good different. Tis' the season I suppose. =]
I know this is short...again. Maybe it's becoming a pattern with these short little posts. I usually have oh so much to say and then I come on here and realize that I never really did have much to say.
Two things I never (I can't say never because I have written about it before) but...almost never write about on this blog are religion and politics. I steer clear because this is more of an unbiased place to get a good laugh or a little pick me up from my music or words or whatever you use it for. I've chosen not to make this my little high post to come and preach my feelings to a choir. That's not my place. However...I did make an exception a few weeks back in writing about Obama and I will make an exception with this blog- in the case of religion. All I will say is...
"Know God, Know Strength. No God, No Strength."
With this said...God can be whomever...or whatever you like. I leave that up to you. I'm using God as a figure to believe in. I believe in numerous things. My advice? believe in something. You'll get much further if you do.
My inspiration for a day like this...I hope you enjoy it as well.
Peace and Blessings ya'll.
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