In life I’ve learned a few things:
1) friends are great but not “needing” them puts greater value and appreciation for the ones you truly hold dear.
2) Moments are fleeting and to be IN the moment as it happens is something worth celebrating, not always by ruining it by taking a photo. Just let it happen.
3) no matter how sexy you may think you are, if you’re dumb, you won’t hold my interest for long.
4) some people are only good for one thing. It may not be a noble sentiment but it’s an honest one.
5) your greatest potential isn’t always what others may think, but pay attention because sometimes it is.
6) secrets are only as safe as the vessels that house them. Coffins are the most if not only secure vessel so choose your confidants wisely.
7) At some point, every single person you know, even your closest most trusted ally, will disappoint you and let you down. Guard your heart against this, but don’t close it, if you can keep it open after the affront.
8) know yourself. Before looking to be someone’s someone, know who the hell YOU are and what YOU need and what YOU are willing to contribute.
In life I’ve learned a few things:
Living with others post your early 20s is always a challenge, regardless of who it is. I live with my parents – the worst example of people you can live with as a young adult. During this time you’re coming into your own; your own tastes, levels of comfort, preference of clothing optional in the kitchen etc. however you have to now temper that based on those around you and their own levels of comfort etc.
However what really pisses me off is when you have a communal space where items are stored. Before I continue let me say this – I am not a selfish person. I love sharing with people who appreciate the things I do and it gives us something to chat and/or complain about in unison. BUT when people are clearly using your things without asking and more importantly TELLING you they’re using them, that right there folks is when tensions mount.
Those who know me are aware of my routines and my little obsessions. Peppermint tea and peach iced tea being two of them. I always keep a box of Heath & Heather peppermint tea in my cupboard to start the day, end the day, or to have a cup at some point during the day. It calms me and I love the taste. The other day though I started noticing a discrepancy in my peppermint reserve. I said to myself that someone else must be partaking of the delicious “peppermintness” I so adore.
I lacked solid evidence of this so I said maybe I miscounted the number of bags remaining.
Then came the bait and switch. Someone put OTHER types of peppermint tea in my box! The very gall! I depleted my authentic Heath & Heather reserve and moved on to another box. That went swiftly also and again I suspected foul play but lacked evidence. Until I was down to the last tea bag and arose the next day to find it and the box gone entirely! Proof! Which at the time didn’t appease me since I was out of my calming peppermint tea. I purchased another box (I really should buy it in bulk) and carried on with my monitoring – but I needed answers.
I decided to confront my mother aka the most likely suspect and while waving the box “asked” if she had been drinking this peppermint tea. She turned, scanned the label on the box and declared she doesn’t use that brand “specifically” then asked if I wanted it. I was taken aback! I exclaimed “it’s MINE!” To which she acted as though she had no clue as to how this magical box of peppermint tea kept appearing in the cupboard despite her not buying it.
I am now suspicious of my father but he always denies touching anything so that will be a lost cause. Clearly there is a peppermint tea goblin breaking into my home and violating my holdings for his perverse pleasures.
This isn’t the end, I can assure you of that!
This is one of those random posts you see when you scroll through a blogger’s entries. Usually sandwiched between some big piece of news and some philosophical musing and you wonder to yourself, “what’s this about?”
Let me tell you what this is about oh wondering public. All week long we go about our lives and we take our obligatory morning shower (less obligatory for some it would seem if you take public transport anywhere in the world). Day in, day out we go through the motions of cleaning our skin and going about our day. The reverse comes at night when we clean away the day and prepare ourselves for a restful sleep. Or sex. Whatever your evening reason is, we do t and get it over with.
However in many cultures the more easterly we travel, that act of washing away the dirty and embracing the clean has become more purposeful, almost ritualistic. Not daily of course but say once a week, for example, people slow down and take the time to properly cleanse themselves.
My weekly cleansing ritual uses the same principle. Once a week, usually on Sundays, and late at night when everyone is asleep, I perform my weekly routine. This is when I remove my facial hair, which I do once a week because I’m not the hairiest of guys (yes I’m male if you hadn’t realized yet), shave my head – this takes place once every few weeks to achieve that sweet glistening cancer chic look, all other hair that needs taming is tamed and then after that’s done it’s time to hit the shower.
My latest iteration involves the Hammam Treat from Rituals which a dear friend bought for me prior to his trip to the island. The perfect gift for someone who already used to hold cleaning oneself in the highest regard.
Utilizing each item in the kit is a beautiful experience and it allows, or forces me, to take a breather and enjoy the act of cleansing. All the while I have my iPad in the bathroom playing my favourite tunes on shuffle as I truly enjoy this thorough cleansing.
Every time I perform this ritual I feel a sense of calm and peace fill the bathroom and my being. It makes me remember that life isn’t a race so take a minute to enjoy the simple things. It allows me to reflect on my week and what I envision of the coming days. Also it gives me a chance to sing at the top of my lungs while washing away the stress and negative energy others were trying to bring into my life.
You should try your own cleansing ritual and tell me how it makes you feel and I’d love to know what products you use.
I found this little gem while getting my Facebook on this evening and felt that it needed to be shared. I was shocked at how few views it had! I figure it would have had MILLIONS! Oh well, I guess watching fat losers shame themselves dancing to Single Ladies is more ‘entertaining and enlightening’, whatever.
Here’s wishing you a magical Christmas! I shall be busy burying my sorrows in sleep or libation lol. Retail therapy after the 26th? Definitely.
Imagine that! Home for the holidays is Shontelle Layne, another Barbadian artist signed to a major record label.
The Universal Motown alum came back some time in late November but has been keeping a low profile. Guess she wanted to catch up on some R&R with her main squeeze and budding entrepreneur Chris. Hmmm, wonder what these two have been up to… Certainly not working on her debut album, the release date for which is still to be finalized but sources report it is expected to drop some time early next year.
Living in a residential community which is plagued by maniacal drivers, I once proposed that 27 speed bumps be placed from top to bottom. Of course the idea was shot down.
I also proposed that speed traps be placed but with the use of physics, be designed to tear into tires only above a certain speed. Again that idea was shot down. Clearly I live surrounded by pacifists.
At any rate, I think I found something which might please me, forget them. I present to you, the world’s most effective speed bump. (It’s in German, just watch it and stop complaining you xenophobe.)
Well for those of you who are now joining in on the action, I recently became a wordpress blogger, moving my original blog here and I’ve got to tell you, I’m lovin’ it!
Also, I have been checking out Britney Spears comeback album Blackout, one of the most anticipated (in good ways and bad) albums, possibly within the past decade. It’s a pretty solid album, surprisingly so given her tumultuous year and the goings on in her life. To be perfectly honest I was expecting something a little more… watery. Over processed bubblegum pop without lyrical depth and over the top production. Happily I can report my expectations were disappointed.
The debut single Gimme More happens to be one of the least exciting tracks on the album and although it did relatively well on the charts and it IS a nice song to dance to, don’t underestimate the album as a result of it.
Piece of Me set to be the next single from the album speaks to her media blitz and attention and while unlike certain other artists who whine and moan about when they mess up, she simply points out her life and puts some perspective on the whole situation.
While Radar will win no Grammy for Song of the Year, it is a strong club/pop song sure to get you dancing and the beat is crazy enough to be infectious.
One of my personal favourites Break The Ice brings Britney back to her place as Pop Princess utilizing her undeniably unique voice for which this type of music actually works. It has in all the sound effects of vintage Britney while assuring its fresh sound with instruments not usually heard in pop.
Heaven on Earth has this old club feel from back in the day when it was all about the music. It just feels like a song to dance along to or just bop your head from side to side joyously as you sit in your car or seat in the library, wherever you may find yourself.
The most shocking title coming out of the album was Get Naked (I Got A Plan) and I raised an eyebrow when I saw it and thought it was going to be a porn song done to a ballad a la Touch Of My Hand however, it’s another mid-up tempo song to dance to, or… whatever else to:).
Freakshow is daring in the manner in which it was produced and the way her voice is filtered in the first verse, it works though, and at least it’s out there in one of my favourite lines “Me and my girls like to get it on, grab us a couple boys to go” which is sexy yet not obscene.
Toy Soldier is one of those fillers that really don’t give the album weight, however as far as fillers go, it could have been a LOT worse. I hear some singles which are worse than Britney’s fillers.
My LEAST favourite song on the album is Hot As Ice which as one of my friends describes sounds like it was done by Britney Spears featuring the Oompa Loompas However, it grows on you like a fungus. I just think her voice grated across my inner ear a bit in that song.
Ooh Ooh Baby is yet another filler which adds nothing to the album but track numbers, however it still sounds cool, not single material, so of course I expect to see a music video for it soon. It seems songs which really shouldn’t be singles are chosen all the time.
*Breaks into song* “You’re the perfect lover I’m in love with all the things you do so seductive when you touch me I can’t get enough of you.” I should really find that song Perfect Lover dull but somehow it penetrated my core and filled my brain with its lyrics lol.
Finally, the song which I think was a brilliant decision to have as the final song is Why Should I Be Sad which speaks to her relationship (obviously with Kevin Federline) and actually givers her side of the story. Why I like the fact this song comes at the end is because my view on albums is that the last song SHOULD sound like the end of the album, it doesn’t have to say “Thank you for buying my cd, I really hope you enjoyed me” but it should feel as though the chapter is closing. Why Should I Be Sad does that for me, and it really made the album sound complete. Great production thanks to the likes of Danja Hands, Pharrell Williams and Jonathan Rotem, this album will certainly be a PushPlay album. All in all, I give Blackout a surprising 4.5 Stars out of 5.