Rock N Roll...

Fell in love with a musician, 
Now he rocks me to sleep.
Yes, the neighbors sure could tell you
How we rock to the beat.


Faster tempo, up the bass
Make the walls shake in this place.
Scratch the record, adjust the plate
The house goes BOOM like an 808.


Moroccas shake, clitars are strum
Background vocals - hear me hum. 


I'm on the vocals, pass the mic
Baby, I could sing all night.


Til the lights go dim and the drummer's leg kicks
And the final explosion
 - Like pyrotechnics


A great performance
The audience wants more
Tune in tomorrow night, 
For the show's encore... 

Muse.

Clearly, my blog is a hodgepodge of thoughts and events, most of which revolve around travel, love and life experiences. I find that this helps me to write - because there's always such inspiration in everything that I experience. Right now is no different. Between cramming in all this schoolwork, working full time and traveling - I have had no time to really focus on my love life. Romance has been nonexistent, which sucks really bad for the hopeless romantic. I've spun around a few times and saw nothing that piqued my interest. Quite disappointing.


BUT - I have learned in life that it is the time in which you decide to stop looking, that something spectacular appears. This is nothing less than irony, since this "something" has been around for years. I can't help but chuckle when I think about it. You mean you've been walking past me this whole time? Here I go chuckling again. I realize that I asked God for this months ago. Ye shall receive, right? 


I won't do the whole mushy thing. I've been there. All it does is get my shirt all wet in the place where that heart is. I will, however - enjoy everything as it comes to me. Every date, every outing, every conversation. So far, so good. There is nothing wrong with taking things slow. Another quarter century piece of wisdom I've picked up along the way. 


You'd think that my love life would be so much more exciting, with all the traveling and socializing I do - right? Oddly enough, there's weirdos and creeps in all corners of the earth. Doesn't make it any easier. 

Miami Memorial Weekend 2012... World Erotic Art Museum...

Far removed from the Memorial Weekends of yesteryear, I did not go anywhere special or book a room in Miami. Instead, we opted to enjoy the local life for the weekend. Starting with lunch with CousinJin, we sat down and caught each other up on the past few weeks of our lives. I swear anything we do is a production, and lunch was nothing but laughs. We tried out Lime Mexican Grill for the first time, a healthy alternative to Five Guys across the way. Many apologies to the guys sitting next to us, lol 

The night was quite eventful; I even cooked dinner - which I rarely have time to do these days. 

Day to night...

Next day, we hit SoBe (South Beach for the non-residents) for the World Erotic Art Museum. If you've never been, and aren't squeamish about sex - this place is the largest in the country for erotic history and artifacts. My second time visiting did not disappoint, they add new exhibitions (pun intended) all the time. No photos allowed, but we managed to get a few in...

Tasteful art with a sensual twist... 

Pretty sure tonight will not disappoint, I'm having a wonderful weekend so far - feels good to stay in the state and enjoy myself. Someone told me I get bored easily - if there's never a dull moment, I won't have to worry :) 

Late Night Thoughts...

Nothing better than a cool breeze on a bare ass... 

Goodnight :) 

Jamaica, Jamaica...

Many sorries for being invisible these past few days - I took a quick trip to Jamaica with Ma Duke this weekend. It was such a nice feeling to be back in JA, It's been over ten years since I've gone! I'm super ashamed to say that, but now that my uncle's moved to Montego Bay - I'll definitely be making up for lost time. The view in the countryside was breathtaking, not to mention the fresh air and quiet. It was a much needed relaxation trip...

I ate so good this weekend. My uncle is an excellent cook, and he made sure we were never hungry - not once. Between the fresh fruit and the cooked food - I have my work cut out for me at the gym this month. 

I am officially back in love with Jamaica. I know there's another visit in me before the year is up. I hope Ma enjoyed her birthday weekend, this was all for her. Love that lady.

Fuera De Control (Out of Control)...

I discovered why I felt like I needed you. Living a life where I tell people what to do; sometimes I just want to give up control. I wanted to say left, and let you go right. Say soft, and you go hard, Less - you give me more. The feeling was intense, the rush was strong - the pain was delicious. Like the adrenaline from a free fall - I wanted more. Woke up craving the feeling - needed the thrill. Couldn't leave you alone, because you were the only one who could hold the power. 


Then the pain switched gears; no longer physical, but mental. Hands around my neck became wrapped around my heart. I said squeeze tighter, and you let go. Such an unfamiliar sensation. The heartache burned worse than a knife to the heart. 


The hurt was unbearable, took all the strength I had to regain control; of my body and my mind. You say it's yours - I say it's mine. You say come over, I say I'm busy. The satisfaction was better than the pain. And that - is the sweetest climax I could ever need... 

Get YOUR Life...

"They gon' love me for my ambition..."


These past few months have brought me to a great conclusion; people hate what they cannot achieve. They hate your car, your house, your relationship, your job, your everything. You start to feel like they're targeting you for they way you live your life. In all honesty, they hate everything but you.


People fail to realize their potential in life, and even when they do - most of them are too scared to go after it. You like my shoes? I worked to put these on my feet - how are you gonna get em? You like my body? This is hours, days - MONTHS in the gym, how are you going to get to this point? My hair's longer than yours - are you taking care of what's on your head? It's foolish to look at another individual and be envious of how they do - because to have what they have, they had to do something. Right? 


The hater mentality has never been a trait of mine. I may admire a woman because of her body, walk past someone and compliment their shoes - but I will never, ever EVER spew hate on anyone because they have something I don't. Especially if I don't know the individual - what kind of sense does that make? You mean to tell me you hate me because I'm married with two kids? WTF have you done to achieve this? Yeah, exactly. 


I have an individual in my atmosphere right now who seems to be drawing this energy of hate closer and closer to my life. Someone I do not interact with on a personal basis, which is why it baffles me so much. All I do is spread cheer when I'm near, why you tryna bring my life down? Little does she know, she picked the wrong one. 


You see, I have this thing about negative energy. I can't let it in. I will fight it like a head cold. Counteract it with positivity that will blow your mind. Cuz I'm out here living my life - doesn't matter what you say or do, nothing will change that. Positive people like me always have another route to success. Hate gets you nothing but mad. And what can mad buy you? I'll tell ya. Not a damn thing. 


So, I say that to say this - to my Go-Getters, keep doin your thing. Don't even worry about what's going on around you. Mind over matter; if you don't mind - they don't matter. To my No-Getters - get your life! You want it, map it out and go get it. We don't have time for you in our busy world of living. Get YOUR LIFE. 


Don't watch me - watch TV. Or Instagram. Or Facebook.


Twitter, anyone? 

Few more months til graduation - ambitious girl...

Product Review: Davines Love Conditioner...

I bumped into this Davines sample while I was getting ready to wash my hair yesterday - so I figured it's time to give it a shot. I've grown loyal to my Cantu and Giovanni products, but it never hurts to try something new.

As soon as I opened it, the scent wafted over my nose - it smells incredible! The consistency is soft and thick, glided right through my hair. I fingered it through and let it sit for a few minutes. My hair felt wonderful after I rinsed it it out. I twisted my hair into Bantu knots (Chiney Bumps as us Jamaicans would call them), and I'll be pulling it out in a few minutes. Can't wait to see how it looks!