I mean I'm not one to play the race card but DAMN!!!!!


Can we get a break?!


Michael Vick, now this? Not Marion... say it ain't so...



"Olympic track star Marion Jones was sentenced in a federal court Friday to six months in prison, two years of probation and community service for lying to federal prosecutors investigating the use of performance-enhancing substances. Before the sentencing, Jones broke down as she asked Karas not to send her to prison. "I plead with you to alleviate the situation by not separating me from my boys, even for a short period of time," she said.

But Karas noted that "athletes in society ... serve as role models to children around the world. When there is a widespread level of cheating, it sends all the wrong messages."

"People live with their choices," he added, "and the choice not to play by the rules has been compounded by the choice to break the law."
Courtesy of CNN.com

Oh really...







Michael Vick & Marion Jones


But you can't put Britney Spears away? I agree with paying for your actions. I believe in consequences but I also believe in fairness. However I digress. In the words of Ice Cube " a n***ga got it hard cause I'm brown.


My sentiments exactly.

"I am not my hair, I am not this skin..."-- India Arie.



Ok. So I'm not going to lie. I had to really push myself to write this post. I thought, "Hmm... there really isn't anyone reading this [mental comment: as of yet] and I'm really tired..." but something said HALT! Get yourself together and share this particular experience.

An experience that is serious, yet not that serious. Enlightening yet filled with comical entertainment. And so I sit here... typing. Hoping that you might get some pleasure out my pain. [Pardon the melodramatic commentary...]

So if you don't know by now, I am of mixed ethnicity... my mother is Haitian and my pops is Cuban... Afro Cuban.

I generally don't see myself as mixed and I don't bring up the fact that I am Cuban to many people cause... well, cause I just don't. Plus I strive not to be like Tiger Woods.


Many people, especially black people think that I'm lying or that I'm trying to be something I'm not. The only thing that ever proves that I am really what I say I am [not that I really should have to] is meeting my father and hearing for yourself his thick Tony Montana like accent.


Or analyzing my hair.



Yup... that was all mine.



And this too..

My crown and shining glory.

My mane.

For some stupid, odd and absolutely ignorant reason my hair has helped me save face in many of situations. I'm not of a light complexion. As a matter of fact I would fail any brown paper bag test miserably. And because of Willie Lynch and his letters, many people don't consider me the standard of beauty.I obviously missed that memo when it was first issued because that is biggest load of crap I ever heard.

Back to the hair....

The fact that I have always had shoulder length [or longer hair], people seem to give me a pass. As if to say, "she's pretty cause she has long hair".... wait, what?

I hated that. So on my 21st birthday. I chopped it all off. I decided I would stop relaxing my hair and grow it out naturally. Initially I want to get locks and have a whole new look. Goapele was the inspiration.



Goapele


Now locks are out and Janelle's lovely mane is in. So what, I'm a biter. And?! Tell me her hair isn't just grand!



Janelle Monae


When I cut my hair off... my mother had a FIT! She keeps this picture of me with my hair at its longest in her wallet.





I find that so disappointing. Why is my hair supposed to be the source of my beauty? Doesn't any else see something depressingly wrong with this?! And don't people think it will grow back in natural state?


Its different but I'm glad I made the decision to cut the cream crack off my head. It was time. Now, I have a whole plethora of things to experiment with. I wear weaves, wigs, whatever... you name it! I think I'm going to get a curly weave this time like my friend has it... I told you I was a biter. lol.





Once my hair gets a little more "hutzpah" to it.. I'll wear it out. I can't wait. I know you can't either!

Whatever, Whatevers...


Wally G's and a Hustler's Diet


If you need to learn how to survive off 5 dollars... P. Tone has the answers.


2:40 gets me... ALL THE TIME!

"Smile."







Mitchowski, from the Wondaland Arts Society inspired me to *ahem* steal , I mean borrow this...

Right now, I’m feeling extremely optimistic. Life is good. God is greater.

My body is is something that needs work. What most would consider desirable. I do not. The grass is always greener.

The thing I miss most is being naive. Ignorance is bliss. Always being on guard is a lot work.

I got a reality check, when I decided living at home was a good idea.

The minute I learned to accept my situation for what it was and for what people thought it should be, my life got right! I live within my means. And that is just the way it is.

There is way more to life than striving to be video chick. The representation of beauty for a black woman has got o get beyond Beyonce's blond hair and Buffie's ass.

I can’t always control my need for instant gratification. Which 9 times out of 10 is what usually gets me in the most drama/trouble. But I really need to.

My happiness grows in direct proportion to my acceptance, and in inverse proportion to my expectations. [I like that one :)]

If you don’t have a sense of self, what you like and what you won't put up with then you have lost the battle.

I can’t depend on people because dependence comes along with a sense of entitlement. And no one owes you anything.

I also can't complain because someone always has it worse and God has been way too merciful to someone [like me] so unworthy.

I startedout with a plethora of people in a crew now my circle friends is very small. Approx. 3 and I like it that way.

I really don't know if I'll ever be able to commit myself to anyone, relationship or friendship.

I always wanted to run my own shit. Own my own company with my own creative vision. I will.

Whatever terrible thing is going on, it’s going on until you find out that it’s not. So get to that part as quickly as possible.

I don’t know about getting married anymore. Quite frankly it seems like a big fat sham!

I have to learn to live with my ego, unless I start belittling someone to achieve/maintain it, it really is an asset.

Average is unacceptable. Success is imperative. Failing is not an option.

Oh my cyboy and cybergirls.... get up, if you going get down." - The Wolfmasters






Picture courtesy of [The Kaos Effect]

"It is my belief that kids are God's way of making death more appealing."- My momma.


She's dramatic I know.


My type of DISCIPLINE...















That is Hi- LAR-ious!
I'm taking notes for if I decide to raise a little theif of my own. :)

"The world brought me to my knees, what have you brung you." - Lupe Fiasco


Ooh I think I like HIM...





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