Random things

Hi blog, me again. SOOOO I decided to start writing about my intern adventures downtown because it seems almost every time i come down here i see something that i am absolutely positive is not normal and if it is it shouldn't be. So today am walking my very, very far ( i mean more than a mile, well at least it feels like it) walk from parking ( which cost me 3 dollars out of my own pocket but we won't go there( because the ministry of tourism won't give me access to closer parking at there facilities but anyways) to the Ministry of tourism, i happen to see in Rawson Square 3 random chicks cheer leading. AM THINKING... At 10 am when the temperature is said to be 81 degrees you girls want to cheer lead? Hmm interesting..... so i decide to watch (never mind the fact that am late because i had 2....yes 2 flat tires this morning but ehh there not paying me and besides its government so we all know how that goes). So these chicks are doing a full fledged stamp my feet clap your hand routine in the sun for free? Were they practicing? Did they just want exposure? Or were they expecting money to be drop into a top hat? These questions among many others consumed my forehead until i realized hey its 81 degrees and am wearing a suit, a hot one at that..TIME TO GO!!! Well i was perplexed and i thought about that as i walked my remaining 4 blocks. WEIRD! Well till next time and trust me these days there always is a next time.

Dream

Drifting away into a land full of dreams
Burying my thoughts and wearing my heart on my sleeve
Careless and carefree without a doubt in my mind
You and me could't be more defined

If only life was a fairy tale then all my wishes would come true
And you loving me could be in sync with me loving you
And not only Cinderella would have that happily ever after
Tinkerbell and Peter Pan would be our dinner guests from here on after

I'll wear that poof of a white dress on that blessed day
You would praise me for my beauty and my good grace
I would praise you for you patience and your heart like a child
We would walk away together with a great big smile

Sadly the alarm clock wakes me and jares my back
Reality sets in and my life resumes on track
I am alone with a dog and a cell phone
No one to love me
All alone

Last thought

Homeless, jobless, feeling near worthless
No prayers can save him
His minds is in a pool of doubts
No prayers can save him
He sees this as his only way out

Negativity surrounds him
Car repossessed, feelings consuming him more than stress
Just pray about it they say
But his mind is made up
He's just waiting on the day
The voices in his heads coerces him
DO IT! DO IT!

His blessing quickly turned in his curse, his only way out
Phone constantly rings
His thoughts consume him, makes him, breaks him
Handsome, black ,strong man watching his life taken away
By a bleak economy

He sees his reflection
He winces at the site
Sharp, piercing
Red stains the carpet, silent cries escape

The last thing his mind allows him to play
A family dinner was prepared
The last time all his kids will see him sitting there

Mash potatoes, chicken and corn
His wife is seen feeding the newborn
Smiling at him with hopeful eyes
The voices still tell him it would be better to die

It's after 4pm
The voices stop
Three kids and beautiful, black, strong wife
Why would this man take his own life

Homeless, jobless feeling near worthless

Recession exceeding more than six months?

History sure does repeat itself

Didnt the world go through this like two times already



Now unemployment aint racist no more

It just about knocking on every bodies door

Screw minorities it getting the rich too

Bailouts? What the hell they suppose to do



Times are getting troubled

More mothers having babies

A woman just had eight and now she wants donations

And didnt gas prices take a dive? So why are food prices still so high



So they say this could take like 3 years to blow over

We been in recession long time but they just official announce it last year October

Old folks turning to the 'Good Book'

Signs of the last days?

Let's wait to see if Obama is worth all the praise



Maybe we should start going to church since we can't borrow from the bank

Maybe it will help many from thinking suicide is the best option

And what's up with all the foreclosures?

Where all them people suppose to go?



I see the Chinese buying up

And this is suppose to be good

How much black people work at the Chinese in you neighborhood

Ok Ok maybe a few but notice how much cameras they got watching them and you

Ah boy.. ReaL LifE

Going back

Hi blog just another thing i was feeling... might be a lil long doh

I want to go back to my sesame street days
Lazy days , crazy days
Those no mommy i don't wanna bath days
Spending summers on the island days
Fighting sun fly and mosquitoes days

I want to go back to my Doug and porkchop days
Rugrat days, Lunchable days
Those mommy am sick days
Spending weekends at sleepover days
Fixing hair and trying on make up days

I want to go back to my trl and much music days
First boyfriend days, can't wait to finish high school days
Those back talking mommy days
Getting slap and acting tough days
Saying that ain't even hurt days but rubbing that same spot days

I want to go back to my college days
Hanging under that tree days, Wendy's across the street days
Those daddy buy my first car days
Crying cause i mash the thing 2 weeks after i get it days
Hiding by my boyfriend days, scared as hell days

I want to go back to my first job days
Working for fun days, just to buy clothes days
Those daddy i going to the club days
Thinking cocktails and dreams was the best days
Showing off my first tattoo and piercing days

If only time could take me back cause i miss it already
Eating mommy pancakes and good ole spaghetti
Daddy teaching how to drive a car
Even though he never let me drive it far

Hanging out with best friends and giggling on the phone
Being told to get the hell off and do your homework soon
throwback to the 90's cause thats where I learned all about me

MISSING THOSE GOOD OLE DAYS LIKE CRAZY

Miss you all over

How bout if you kiss me with sweet tenders lips
Trail your fingers and discover a new place on my body
Embrace me and make me miss you all over

How bout if you touch me with those strong hands of yours
And smother me with you confidence
Let your scent linger and make me miss you all over

How bout if you take me to places i dare not speak
Do those naughty things that make me weak
Lets yours lips do the touching and make me miss you all over

How bout if you love me and i loved you back
Be my happily ever after, my rest of my life
Be my phone call, my text message
Be my kisses stolen late at night and make me miss you all over

Me

Right before the definite A comes a resounding D all followed by a Ph which is often confused for a f or pha then closing it off would be NE. DAPHNE defines who i am and who i possibly will always be. People say your name is the only thing you will have throughout your life and even after you die. Well thats me. Caught up in a world of lies and unforgivable past. Curving its way is the S covered by the better half of the m&m duo followed by the I that points towards the sky which is where i will end up distancing itself from the cross who is my one and only savior but never to far from the the H which is the very heart of me. SMITH suppose to be Storr but i can't be bought anywhere so i'll stick with my British title. Waiting for it to one day be changed a day that may never come.This is simply who i am in its entirety.