Merry christmas!!

So.....it's my second favorite month of the year, December :) yea it IS because of Christmas. Now if you didn't know, i'm definitely not the material type (i'm super frugal, actually). Christmas is all about the happiness one is inclined to spread during this time. From the presents, to the caroling, to dinner, to strengthening of family values and bonds. This is the time of year where my frown is simply irremovable. Well this year is not so much different except i have a gift given to me in the summer, a blog! well since this is Christmas time, I can think of many useful things i could have in life, i really don't expect anything(SERIOUSLY! this is NOT a request!), and i usually don't do this i'm gonna sit in this blog's lap as if it was Santa (no homo) and have a list of wishes lol.

REMEMBER i don't NEED any of this, but....
Santa blog, i want a....

ideas to blog about
car
laptop
dress shirts
black dress pants
socks
my dryer fixed
extra roommate
new mp3 player
ballin shorts
cable
rent
to play some basketball
to play football
my HU Pirates to win, all the time
a clean room
visitors
an idea of what to do for new years
money to travel
to hang out w/ my boys
to play someone in Madden
to clear all this debt
a good fight to come on
the Cowboys to get the Super Bowl this year
a girlfriend (i kinda, maybe, possibly have someone in mind........)
to see new posts on Boredom Kills With a Bang t::m::C::! and Cr8
for all the drama @ farm fresh to be resolved
for everyone to be as happy as i am (or happier) to have life
to be with my family

Dirty

In a town just like yours, a man owns a store. He hires a person just like you, and the kid, like you would be, is more than happy to have the new job. On one the first few nights, the kid is given the task of cleaning the bathroom. This was nothing he wasn't used to, so off he went to do his job. Ha was thorough in his cleaning, leaving the sinks and floor shiny. Upon opening the door to a stall in the bathroom, he sees that someone managed to miss the toilet from point blank. "Oh HELL naw!" he said and left the task unfinished. Not too much later the owner comes in. He wears a black Armani business suit that is the stuff of GQ magazine. He sees the new employee and greets him with a smile "hey kid did you get to those bathrooms like i asked?"

"all but one part" said the kid

"let's go check it out"

The two walk to the messy stall in the bathroom

"you definetely missed a spot" said the owner

"but there's shit al over the toilet" complained the kid

"get me some cleaning materials" the owner said calmly as he hangs up his jacket on a nearby hook and rolls the sleeves up on his dress shirt "let me show you something."

The kid watches as the owner thoroughly cleans the messy toilet. He recieves a pat on the shoulder from the owner and a message he would never forget:

"Never be afraid to dirty what you can clean"

Home is....

Do you know what the hardest thing for me is? change. and maybe that really isn't so weird, but it's not out of fear. Rather it's born of attachment. I get extremely attached to everything: people, items, habits, places. (this was the sentence where i explain why im like that, and i can't. so call this a blank). At any rate, if I've ever been attached to anything in life it has been 34c mariners cove. rd, my brother and my apartmeny in the harbors. We have had conutless memories in this place, more than i can count or describe here, but here are 34 (how am i really gonna do this with any kind of order? im not) of my fav, (that i can think of) comment and add your favs too!

10 Crunchwrap

I hate to bring this up only because my good buddy Khem is not like this now, but it was one of the really funny pranks in the house. Basically one friday he, 240 and I get messed up and we're in the living room partyin to b-more club music. We later get a ride to Taco bell where Khem gets 2 crunch wraps. when we return, we eat and continue our acting complete fools. (note: the song being played has the sample from Denzel Washington's role in training Day. you know "KING KONG AINT GOT S**T ON ME!!"). Khem eventually gets hungry but can't find his 2nd crunch wrap. "maybe you ate it" he begins to hear multiple times

"No! i got two of them! i only ate one. who has my crunchwrap?!"

after many minutes of searching, lo and behold, a crunchwrap appears near the kitchen floor where he thought he originally placed. This was also accompanied by a not-really-close-to-escaping Carl. In unison with the song in play "awww you muthaf***ers" Khem roars "CARL!!!!"



9 April fools
My favorite day of the year! little did i know how crazy this day this would actually be. Nor did i know i would be the fool today. Having a lovely AIM conversation while barely awake in my bed, I heard that barbaric knock, trademarked by your friendly neightborhood police. this would have been a weird joke to play, no party, broad daylight and no witnesses. But this was not a joke, i was really being arrested. Convinced this was not a joke, but also sure this could be cleared up, I cooperated. Upon arriving i realized it was all legit and i made my call to my brother. 4 hours later I wake up to the guard escorting me to a judge's room where my mom waited in the tears she used to plead me out of jail. Meanwhile, an actua trick WAS being played at the house. Apparently my buddy had decided to dupe his friends by faking and injury but it evolved into death before the girls heard it. Well his trick worked, too well in fact, and he kind of paid for it as one of the girls did not take the joke so well. Imagine telling my story in the midst of all this.......

8 Sunday Dinner

If there is one thing you know about my family, it is this. My mama can flat out COOK. i mean..SHE THROW DOWN!! Well one of our freinds had the idea to have a big dinner a la soul food and have everyone pitch in. It was great, evryone helped do something and my mama made her magic in the kitchen par usual and everyone caught the itis. No craziness, simply the best home cookin a Hampton student ever got in hampton

7 The Luther

Speaking of food, there is a big difference between my mother and I. We both have skills in the kitchen. the difference is i am a culinary mad scientists. ranging from the moniliths of sandwiches i make at work to making dinner out of pieces of the box ingredients and adding things to stretc it. Well this one took the cake. In my childlike impressionability, i was inspired to make the most devastatingly large sandwich i'd ever heard of.
1lb of ground beef (made into a burger patty)
5 strips of bacon
sauteed onions
a slice of yellow american cheese
all in between
2 KRISPY KREME DOUGHNUTS!!
The ingredients were rather inexpensive and the hardest part was fully baking the burger (too big for a stove). well, to be most correct, the hardest part was EATING this thing! I finished it over a spades game and spent 30 minutes practically immobilized on a couch, still slowly digesting the food

6 Valentines

One day my brother were introduced to a few great and beautiful women. They came over and often and we always had good clean fun. This was the spot the escaped campus to and they appreciated it plenty. They also noticed that we all were single (or going out w/ them). So to show how much they appreciated us, they made themselves our valentines and put on quite the show, from dancing, stories, and even a rap! To those fine women, i will never forget that night, and always love you all for it.

5 Hole in the wall

What do you get when you get a 6'6 185lb bully and a 5'8 175lb hyper defensive mouse. A 5'8 175lb body print in the wall. Those two play completely too much. smh

4 Kitchen

For all who have the harbors bottle graveyard, know who did it the best. it's documented on Facebook. the whole kitchen was full before the end of the spring 2007 semester. and that's throwing away doubles. btw, NOT happening in the new crib.

3 Tent
The truest wtf moment in the house. literally. 2 of our (at the time) lovebird friends decided to claim the territory the frequented the most: the dining room area. A verbal declaration would have been enough, i think. Not for my overrachieving friends. after a long day of classes i walk into my apartement to see...a tent. A tent the size of the dining room and just short enough to sit under the dining room light. It was practically its own biosphere, complete with AC, power sockets, food and bedding. It went down in less than a week...couldnt be serious for that long.

2 Hide and Seek
The first thing you do in a apartment? get furniture? hook up the TV? set up your bed? No. wait until dark, cut out the lights, get your friends, tell them to hide and count to 20. fun. you'll never fathom how creative, sly, or small your friends are unitl you do this. Little did i know i had friends short enough to fit under a sink; or wild enough to climb into the space above the closet; or slick enough to just step outside on the patio.

1 New Years
If there was ever a time to make a memory it was the beginning of the year. 4 years of wild, crazy nonsense. The new years party evolved from getting a few of the friends form the beach and having a little get together, to wild extravaganzas that included the stragglers in hampton, cases of wine, bowls of alcohol concealing punch, the good ol' stereo, someone drinking too much and random wild happenings. This day (or 2 days really) is where making it rain (Pacman Jones style; and woefully realizing what he did), tossing a drink on the wrong guy, locking onesself in the closet, the power lines being cut randomly and Stephen's suddenly clean room happen.

Hungry? why wait?

Man I miss y'all! and i left for so long I forgot to feed y'all! but it's kool i got a ton of suff for ya and i decided since i got the day off i'ma hit ya wit most of it now.
Well let's see....takin off from where i left off Atlanta was a blast! Got to see my boy 240 be the legend he'll be in the future, got to see my lil midget (she is just a friend, seriously) on her birthday (as i have every year for a few years now) and i got to really enjoy the atmosphere of the I definetely wouldn't mind living there. Of course, I also learned a lesson, the airport in the atlanta is no place to rely on your will power. Basically, i thought i'd just man up and wake up at the crack of dawn and get to the airport in time. Yea so guess how that ended up? yep. $50 rebooking fee. i did get home in time tho lol.
Since i've been back from Atlanta it's been quite the struggle. Everything to my car to the power to the rent. well besides that, I've also added something to my weekly activities. I now have become a plasma donor. good for the babies and i get a lil $ on the side. plus it's funny hangin out w/ the old guys that are there. think i got stories, man they are hilarious! This struggle has moved me to pray a little bit more. Not sure what the Lord has in store for me, but i do think this stretch in the summer is a test of faith. Not just in my believing in him, but also my faith to depend on him. It isn't enough to simply attibute everthing good in life to him. I'm learning I have to ask as well, because though he loves us, he can't be taken for granted. You have to want him in your life and that's what prayer shows is that you recognize him as something you want and need in your life. Honestly, i still don't pray enough, but i have started to pray a little bit more. Speaking of which i heard a clip of something the other day, and I wasn't sure if it was true of if there was more to it i didn't hear. basically the preacher said when you start out saying you aren't worthy, you've already lost. It makes sense to a degree, why pray for something you shouldn't get? And maybe it's too much humility but my question for that is how worthy are we? A question i hope i find the answer to...
NY was fun, but wayyy to short. better i didn't stay tho, i'd be so much worse off, lol. Sad I didn't see my sister. I actually didn't do a whole lot there this time, but it was just fun to catch up with friends and what not.
Okay so why are all the beautiful seemingly unbreakable relationships demolished now? GOSH ppl! c'mon now many ppl would give up so much to be in a relationship and you want to just screw it up. smh....so yea i've talked on this subject before but guess i gotta throw another lesson in. First of all, if you are in a relationship and you dont like it, i'm definetely not telling you force yourself to be in it, but think things through. Many ppl i know rush into relationships and they do not last, worse they end on horrible terms. patience, my child. Yes you may break a million relationships before you find the right one, but you could also avoid a lot of heartbreak if you gave it time before throwing those three words around like a football. Being single may not be romantically fufilling, but it gives one time to really reflect on things and prepare for a relationship. Another point, if you want something in a relationship, and you ask for it for months and still don't get it, cheating STILL isn't the answer. Cheating get's you three things, a get out of relationship NOW card, someone pissed at you, and one of many possible labels, ho, slut, floozy among the mix. Almost never (and i mean scientifically small decimals here) does it get your significant other to change in the way you want it to. And also don't think you'll get away with it, because cheating is for the most part always discovered.
So there, i even chopped it up for the babies like a parent would. don't worry i won't leave you that long like that for a while

Out the cage

Sooo I'm finally back in the A to visit after nearly 3 years (if memory serves right...) YAY!! First of all, gotta apologize to B (sorry i couldn't bring us both, man). Second of all, HAPPY BIRTHDAY COURTNEY!!! At any rate, this break was sorely needed after the monotony of a 6 day workweek, where the only time i had fun was when i paid for it with dehydration. This time I have the time to really explore Atlanta and see how great this city is (the only thing that could make this better was if the Braves were in town, but hey i'm kool). And right now, I can think of too many times that i have been happier. Besides all that, I get to keep the apparent trend of being there for Courtney's birthday (traditional, though unspoken). At any rate, i've no real moral to teach or story to tell, so stay tuned, because I'm pretty sure there will be something blogworthy that happens. Oh yea, the hair game is back on point btw....

-All work and no play.......

A dream I have from time to time

He was nervous, the crowd filled Armstrong Stadium. He scanned the two crowds, starting with the seats. His family numbered roughly 15 and sat in the center section behind the home team's goalposts. Another group of at least 20 caught his eye, all staring at the main field. He traced their eyes to the target on the field. A girl with a cap and gown on like the other hundreds of students surrounding her, sat attentively her eyes, fixed on the stage. He glanced nonchalantly, flashed a small innocent smile and widened his focus to the entire audience. The lump in his throat had cleared at this point.
"I'm not a very long winded person, maybe that's why they chose me as the speaker today" he jested. The crowd chuckled. "But i will to the best of my ability leave anyone within earshot something to remember." he continued, straightening up slightly "We are here today to congratulate, a group of young incredible people, that have endured four years, of obstacles, known and unknown to us. they deserve to reward them selves for the extremely hard work they have put in to come this far. But i say to you, my friends. Do not settle for just rewarding yourselves with just the celebration of these last few days or weeks,how ever long you have been celebrating. Reward yourself with a future. This is just a step in life, a degree is a tool not a trophy, use it. I remember when I myself was a fellow student, conversing with some of you, my good friends. We would talk about the future and how we envisioned it. Many of you had dreams of making lots of money, or being very successful among your peers. The drive you had in that conversation is the same drive i know you will have in the future. i hate to make this personal, but do you all remember my response to that question? Yes, I just wanted to be happy, and being happy to me was being in the position to successfully help many. While there are many more to help i can say I have been doing as well as I hoped" the crowd roared in applause. He smiles. Then before he continues, he looked down to his side. He grabs the cordless mic off of the stand and starts slowly away from the podium. "well you know what my friends, my family? I revisited that question. what would make me happy? I met a classmate a couple of years ago when i was in a situation in where i didn't feel school was for me. She was there to encourage me and ever since has been my continous inspiration. If not for her i may not be spaeking to you all at once, but maybe in a random conversation, talking about how i could have made it. I say all that to say this" by this time he has dropped fro the stage and walked a few rows back. "What would make me happy is that this person let me become a part of her future" he clutched a small black box in his hand and slowly fell to one knee next to the ever attentive girl, he flashed a smile at in the beginning of the speech.......

Wrong

I am a smart person, be not fooled. But being smart does not entail you being right all the time. Scientists are wrong a high percent of the time. Some of our smartest government officials, make mistakes. Some of my very smart friends can't even spell. But the thing that make these people smart is that they know when they are wrong and are open minded enough to see someone else's viewpoint. Personally, i LIKE being wrong from time to time because it means either something is going to turn out better than i think, or i get to learn something.
Earlier i posted a blog on being weird because a friend of mine called themselves that and i didn't see it. It's not that i was attacking her, but I've seen others call themselves weird, but the things i saw in them i did not consider strange at all. So I wrote, saying basically people are not as weird as they seem because everyone is different in some way (or that's what i meant to say, maybe it came out different). But a response to this post opened my eyes a bit. And though I didn't totally agree with the whole response, it made me really think about it.
I realized i was somewhat wrong. First of all if you say you are weird, who am I to say you aren't (even if there are elements i understand). Also, though there are those, that simply want to stand out, people don't really do it by calling themselves weird. There are many other ways that people stand out in the confines of the general society. To take your uncommon traits and genuinely embrace them (not because they make you stand out, because they are part of your personality) is weird, or even special. Also being weird does not mean you can't fit in, or you are incomprehensible, it just means yo don't commonly identify with society.
Personally, i am weird with two things. First of all I'm a lefty, only 10% of the world is left handed. Most things i do look strange to you. Second, i LIKE being wrong. Most people have to prove they are right until they are blue in the face, or even have to fight for it. I'll save my fighting for things much more necessary, if i'm truly wrong, i'll know it and learn from it.


Lessons for today
It's ok to be weird
It's ok to be wrong if you can learn from it
I'm so special, I'm so special, so special, so special so special.....

Michael.........

At age 50 Michael Jackson has died. the most famous person on the planet for most of our lifetimes has left his unforgettable mark on the human race in countless ways. not much to say, though his death was tragic, i'll enjoy his life. for that reason the playlist will be all michael for a lil while. see if u can listen and hear current songs that have been influenced by songs in the list.

Single..love it or hate it

Being single. I have been single about 99.65% of my life (accurate to the nearest .01). I have had many chances at love and missed them, i've tried love a few times and didn't have a chance. For a moments in my life I let it actually attacked my self esteem. I even experienced jealousy, the one emotion i can stand the least. That was until i did have my real first shot at a beautiful relationship. To make a hardback novel short, she was in my class senior year; we seemed to build a bit of chemistry but i was feeling someone else. After I swung and missed, I went back to the girl that was feeling me, only to hesitate, ever so slightly, but a few too many times. and you know he who hesitates.....It was actually the only time my heart was actually broken. There have been other chances, some even leading to me to doing things i DON'T stand for and nill NOT do again. but none with such impact as the first, for reasons that out weigh my stamina to type tonight. So since that point, there has been an empty spot in my heart that, for a while, nearly depressed me (that's saying something trust me). That empty spot, can only be filled my one thing, romance.
There are some that see being single as a breath of fresh air. As if a relationship was a full time job . they get the freedom to focus on the things that are also important in their life, like a career, or school. To a degree, i must agree. In an effective relationship, work must be put in both ways. The more intense the relationship, the more you have to tailor your life to your significant other. Some things you may have had planned in your life may get a little caught in the wash, or may have to take a outright backseat. But in these cases, is that a reason to give up love? Don't you think you've found somebody that instead of holding you back, will pick you up and give you a boost? just sayin, man, if u got a keeper, keep her. Also, there are relationships in which it just isnt gonna work. I was in such a situation myself, honestly. The Lord blessed us both with the sense to know we weren't meant for each other, and we mutually and peacefully parted ways. Not all situations are so easy, and none at all are perfect, but no relationship is worth intense pain and suffering to where you feel less of a human being. see the writing on the wall if it's there. Some others who like the single life, however, simply like the fact they are available to others of the opposite sex. No more having to steal a glance at the pretty girl in the tight skirt walkin across the street for you buddy, you can go chase now!.......... that mentality is immature. But i'm not here to Player hate, to each his own.
Since coming up with the idea to write this, I've actually battled with where i really stand on this subject. at first, i told my self (and someone else) i hated being single, i was lonely and if i just have someone I could turn to for company, i'd be satisfied. having heard other perspectives, and actually doing a little soul searching this is more how i feel. No I do not particularly like being single, i do get lonely and could go for a female i could consistently turn to just to kick it with. However, for now being single is for the best, i need to make sure lust and desperation are not reasons im in my next realtionship. So no being single isnt necessarily where i want to be, but it is where i have to be, so that i also know myself and what i really can offer in a relationship.
So i say to my happy bachelors and bachelorettes, if you are single and like it, fine. But do so for the sake of finding yourself in the progress. Don't give up love, for it is a gift from God. To the single people wishing they had someone, there is one out there for you, know it or not. but remeber, a relationship is almost a job. even before marriage, you have to live a little bit for the person you are dating. Also take this time to search yourself, what do you really want in a realtionship? are you the person you want to be yet? many people rush into relationships not knowing the answer to these questions and wonder why they break up. Can I answer these questions? you ask....yes the answers are both no for now.

To my couples out there, I'm happy for you. may they last in happiness forever. emphasis on hapiness.

Lesson for today,
before you get what you want, you gotta know what you want, and you gotta be real with yourself

Music

Music
A tool, a weapon, a pillow, a trainer
An educator, an activist, a ticket, an entertainer
In good hands it changes your life, in bad hands, you change your mind
The wind at your back as you jog
The blanket over your body at night
The friend that drags you out to a night on the town
The rain that keeps you staring blankly out the window
The entrance of 80 men clad in all black
That stupid alarm clock
The call to arms
The one shot of liquor
The starting gun
The closer
The night you will never forget
That last kiss
A side dish, a friend, a stranger, cupid
an instructor, a miracle, a fight, a punching bag
In good hands we are stronger, in bad hands we become brittle

My music
my energy, my inspiration, my soberer, my consolation
my thoughts, my heart, my life, my protection
my first step
my best crossover
my one handed grab
my adrenaline
my dream of her
my dream with her
what i should say to her
my heartache
my gift from Him
His expectations of me
His guiding hand
my redemption
the hand picking my head up every 45 seconds it falls
the pat on my back.....good job
My music

Your atmosphere for my words
your comments for my thoughts?
my appreciation for your few seconds of your attention
Love

Weird

What really is weird? does having one uncommon trait make one weird? am i weird for harping about it? I don't think i am weird, nor do i think a lot of people that believe in their own oddity, are weird. some people think being weird gets them attention. That's a cry for attention, don't be pathetic. Others are often told so by ones who carry themselves differently.That's not weird, that's a close minded audience. Others simply have traits that are inexplicable to others, or even incomprehensible. maybe weird, but then haven't we all an element of this of some sort? so fine everyone is weird, right? so why mention it?
I am not weird. there are things i do that others do not, and vice versa,. My vibe isn't yours, though it may have a beat or two that match. i don't think you are weird. You are human, therefore, you are different. be that way. not to get attention, not to give your self a title, not to alienate yourself. be weird because you were born that way, and realize that the person next to you is just as weird as you are.

Different Strokes: the lesson for today

Allow me to (re) introduce myself.......

hello world (or whatever portion i actually reach)

My name is Stephen
but you can call me Grandpa, or Salem, or Sneaky, or Senpai. (there may be others, i forget them. I'll focus on the nomenclature later.) First, I'd like to thank five people. The Father, Son and Holy Ghost, first of all, for my and your existence. Second, B cuz this is his laptop (mine is still in critical condition). Third, my first ever crush @ Hampton University (she prolly just found out who she was just now, not that it will surprise her), you blog straight from the heart, true inspiration. Fourth, my fav. girl from the A. yours was the first blg i ever read regularly (btw i need u to feed me!!) Last, but definetly not the least my dear Kitten, if anyone ever appreciated something i've typed it's you. Oh and YOU the reader, you give this blog purpose, im up @ 3 am for YOU all 1million minus 999,990 of ya!

There isn't a lot to me, honestly. I am smarter than your average bear, but not a genius. I'm no midget, but too short to play shooting guard in the league. I'm strong for my size but ten pounds too small to put my true weight in Madden. My strong suits are actually my patience, especially with people. I'm a generally calm, simple man who has a temper taller than Yao, and likes to have fun. My biggest weaknesses are Cinnamon Buns ice cream (i'm fiendin right now), laziness, and being TOO nice. elaboration will come later.

This blog has 3 purposes of which you should get a relatively even but random distribution; entertainment, education and expression. this thing could go all over the place, from heart attack serious, to LMAO goofy. What do I get out of this? I'm a Bio major. Two things, honestly. One, i have something else to do on the internet, so im not lookin at fb and twitter with a blank stare, or lookin at a bunch of away messages on Skype and AIM, lol. Secondly, if i'm not underestimating my audience, i'll get a little feedback. I know y'all got me ;-)
That's enough for now, before i fall asleep on the d button lol