life!

YOU'RE NOT THE BOSS OF ME!!!!!

I live in a society that does not appreciate the hard work or determination of the people who have put in a 100% to allow our eyes behold beauty, our ears enjoy sound, our minds appreciate brilliance or our hearts endure sorrow. This amongst a lot of other deprecating gestures KILL me, you wonder why ours is a country where dreams come to die!!?!

Until recently, the lighter, more popular arts like music, dance, spoken word were laughable.. majority still don't get it. Snide remarks like "that's not a real job" are written in the wind, are whispers in the sand, spoken by their eyes. It's a conceited people that think their skill is above another... besides if it isn't worth mentioning why is it ALL you can talk about?

People laughed at Michaelangelo and the Sistine chapel, at Noah and the Ark, at Albert Einstein and his theory of relativity. A king is never appreciated in his Kingdom. So....
Write if you want to write.
Sing till you hit the right note.
Talk to yourself in the mirror:if you can motivate one, your work is done.
Dance to the music you hear(so what if your ears hear hip hop and your body hears garage?).

It's their loss if they want to be jaded...

I get smiles and many positive nods in what I think is approval of my academic profession, which is okay, and just that OKAY,nothing more. If asked to choose approval or over self-respect, self respect would be the victor always. My brain is in good working order, my self esteem makes me feel I can climb Everest, I may not be where I want to be, but the journey there is worth every cheer and tear. Who died and made anyone the BOSS of me?!

My boyfriend who is a self- proclaimed mountain of wisdom told me once that knowledge in any form shape or manner is its own reward... truer words have never been spoken.

What's beef?

" I wanna make luv in this club" ... Usher sings out of what seems to be a million speakers scattered around the dance floor, people start going wild busting out their baddest moves , then the music seems to fade, guys n girls stop throwing the random punch that is dance, and there she is... This chic in the micro-est mini I ever did see, with a top so tight I could swear I saw her heart beating.. And a single sentence from some tiny voice(fair to assume is female) "who invited the slut?! "

To borrow a phrase from the late, great Notorious B.I.G "What's Beef?"

Wait, what's that i hear like blatant denial?Ladies, act like you know! We're always hating on each other, even though we might have never met... IT'S CRAZY!!! Woman on Woman crime is at an all time high, women divers are less courteous and patient to thier counter-parts, walk into a shop and a female attendant will be less helpful if you are of the same gender. Again, i reiterate, IT'S CRAZY!!!!

Here's what some people had to say when i threw it out there:
I believe you have an acceptable answer to your question tucked away in your brain somewhere. However, the strongest contributor to this behavior is feelings of competition. Zeb(Male 27)

They don't, overall. Please don't over generalise. Women are not more likely to be petty to one another than men are.
Why "people" act petty can change depending on the situation, i.e. they might be petty only towards certain people they don't care about, because they dislike that person, because they are insecure, because it makes them feel more powerful to treat people this way, because they have benefited from this behavoir in the past, etc.
J(Female, 34)

Girls, we're all on the same team so to borrow yet another phrase, from one of the greatest men of all time "why can't we all just get along?"

(poll culled from yahoo! answers)

The birds and the bees....

So, hands up if you remember your first ever talk about "The birds and the bees"....?!
Well if you have, then kudos for sitting through three hours of gruelling non-graphic, dad/mom-not wanting-to hit-the -punchline-while-trying-really-hard to-make-the-point pep talk! It couldn't have been easy, i know, for I too have been a victim of "The Talk"! Now, if you're lucky you would've by some form of miraculous favour, dodged the fatal bullet that is "The Talk". But I, perfect child that i then was, was accursed to have sat through it twice...once when i turned thirteen and again when i gained admission to university, you'd think it gets easier to listen to with time.THINK AGAIN.

Truth is, most of us already knew so much about the birds and the bees before dad/mom debated on who'd be better suited to go in, sometimes unable to conclude, they both knock on the door ,walk in, sit on the bed, ask you to sit between them, make a little idle talk like: when did you get all grown and so beautiful/handsome, etcetera, then just before the walls start closing in, the air becomes thin and they tell you how babies are made... yeah. Anyways because the parents are trying extra hard not to be too direct the message is either never passed or comprehended, most times they stop, not knowing how to progress.


To be fair, they really are giving a hundred percent, they just aren't very good at it, amidst the long pauses, inapprporiate examples,and impossible parables, we cut them some slack and say "I get it" ( no small thanks to the TV, internet, magazines etc).The look of relief on their faces is and always will be one for the history books.

It might be the most dreaded thing after the plague, but the talk is kind of like world tradition...