Description : A quintessential look into a day in my life. I'm a crazy, sexy, cool, college chick with goals, dreams, and drama. Come read what's going on in my world!
Sup, I was never much of frequent flyer... as a matter fact I've never been on an airplane. I suppose if I had been on a plane as an adolescent, I would be apprehensive about being on one. Don't get me wrong, I'm not scared of heights, but if a plane ride is like a roller coaster, then I would have a problem with a plane. I will overcome my apprehension, because there are places I want to go, that require a bird in the sky to get there.
Taking a train ride isn't a big deal compared to a plane ride, even though there are more train accidents than there are plane crashes. I actually like train rides.... I like the different people who get on or off. I like watching the landscape change and streak by. I like the gentle rock of the train that prompts you to sleep. I like the nastalgic blow of the horn and the conductor saying "tickets please" or "all aboard." I like the sound the train makes when its starting to move, its like a tea kettle relesing bouts of steam, like a huff. Trains are a good way to travel despite their accident stats.
Many of friends have wondered why I wasn't terribly anxious to get my driver's liscense. I mean i've gotten a permit, but I let it expire. I know I put myself out of some employment markets by not having a DL, but car accidents happen everyday, some even minutes apart. I don't know the average of how many car accidents there are, and I never really cared until one hit me.
Friday I was walking home from work. I began crossing the street to get to my parking lot. I checked for traffic and proceeded. Before I knew it a red car was upon me and I had no way of getting out of its way, I tried to quicken my step, but the driver hadn't even tried to stop until my chest had slammed into the hood of her car. At that time she braked causing me to bounce and fly back onto my rear. For a moment I was in shock of what just happened.
I then wanted to get out of harms way but my legs were in excrutiating pain, I couldn't move them. I began screaming, crying, cursing, and tried to calm myself. I heard someone woma come over and said she had called 911 or that 911 was on their way. That's when I reached for my purse and called for my sister... who was at work. I then thought oh yeah I am in the road that is in front of my house... maybe one of my brother's would be there. I silently begged for my older brother to answer the phone, he didn't. I then thought maybe my younger brother was there, so I called my house number. He finally answered, I screamed for him to come outside.
Moment later my younger brother came running out... there was so much commotion going on, I could hear the idiot driver saying she was sorry. I hadn't told you, the readers, but I was scheduled to do background work on a movie (again) the following day, so I was upset that the woman didn't move into the right lane, where there was no traffic, nor did she try to brake. She must have been high or preoccupied. I couldn't tell if she was doing anything, I just know she had on sunglasses... although the sky was grey. And no the ground wasn't wet, I would have realized that because I had to lay there until EMS came.
Needless to say I went to the hospital... I have a left hip contusion and left knee/miniscus injury. I thanked God repeatedly for it not being worse. But I must confess, I have never been in more pain in my life. Even with the narcotics I was prescribed, I have jolts of pain, my knees hurt no matter what i'm doing, I can't sit to potty, I had to stand and wash up, my mobility is limited. I am so upset... so in pain, my life has been out on hold, and all of this right before Thanksgiving. I don't mean to sound bitter, but I can't understand why she didn't stop. Thank God, I am still here.
Sup, So the 44th president of the United States of American is the candidate I voted for. People have asked me if I ever imagined a president would be elected who was other than the status quo. My answer was why not. I mean I voted for the candidates who I felt would be the best at representing my country. My only prayers is that he and his staff run this country effectively. I must admit, national origin played a minor role in my decision to elect Barack Obama et al. I am very pleased to have lived in this day to have seen history being made. Actually we all should be.
Anywho, I have some interesting news to share. I went to an open call at a casting agency and was booked (selected) to do background work on a Bollywood feature film. I was a pedestrain... some folks may not appreciate that role, but I did because it was my first paid acting role. Many well known actors start out small. I just wished I had applied my talent 10 years ago. But then again... maybe this is the way God mapped it out. I just wish I am very successful and I have lots of fans, so that I can inspire and help people. I let you know the title as soon as the director gives it one. I shared this experience with my mom... she had a part too.
My love life is wading by.... John is still in the picture, but he still proving himself to be unreliable. He still calls and sends text messages about how he wants to spend time with me and how he misses me. I know if I really wanted to I would persue him, but I'm just taking it easy and trying to get myself together... pray that I'm headed in the right direction.
Sup, So if you know anything about me, you know i'm rather low-key when it comes to politics. If you know the game, then its easier to be a witness than be in the box. With that being said... In a few hours history will be made. Either Barack Obama and Joe Biden make history by having a bi-racial man become the next commander in chief of the United States or America would have voted for its first female vice-president!
Believe it or not throughout the entire campaign I made sure I kept an open mind. I watched the democratic and republican debates, just to get a sense of who was making sense. Once the the favored party candidates were chosen I awaited anxiously to see who McCain and Obama were going to choose for their running mates. I must concede I was a tad bit surprised BO chose Biden, but after evaluating Hilary's disposition and who Bo ultimately chose, I realized he had made a wise decision. I also think McCain chose an interesting running mate, albeit I had very little desire to research her background. Then again, it has been widely publicized.
I have a confession, I had a notion for some time now that I was going to vote for BO. I juat wanted to make sure I was making the right choice. I listened carefully at the presedential debates.. made sure the candidate answered his questions and not used filler sentences, statements, comments, etc, to blow me off course. I also felt i should have made bigger contribution to the party itself. I did tell many young people to vote and to register to vote if they had not done so already.
But in addition to that, I volunteered to make phone calls to people across the united states for the Obama campaign. Those few hours made me feel like I took part in history and not just the part where I spend five minutes in a line and then in a flimsy booth and then out again for the next citizen to exercise their liberty. I felt like a made a contribtuion to a greater cause.
Oh heck, sure i've volunteered before, but the only other time I felt this good, was when I helped serve homeless people on thanksgiving day at a soup kitchen. Stand up world... soon you will need to welcome my country's next president... Barack Obama!
Sup, I was going to make a video entry, but I lost track of what I was doing and ended up putting my pj's on. So instead of a video blog entry, I've opted to do a text entry... Before I had made the decision to make a vid entry, I had been playing in makeup... and I do mean 'playing.' I haven't worn makeup regularly since high school. I had come to a realization that I look fantastic without the makeup. But I was attempting to take some cute pix and I didn't like the way the pix were coming out so I spruced myself up with a smidget of rouge, shimmer around the eyes and bronzer on the cheeks. Tell me which pic you like best?
