Sunday, February 8, 2009

daily.

daily i would wake up, anticipating that i would make the day ahead of me the best that it can be. with no frustration, arguments or aggrevation. instead everthing that was tempted to be avoided wasn't and was added to the list of routines. wake up, shower, brush my teeth, get dressed, eat, leave, become frustrated. not a great day huh?, && then, this one day, everything changed. i stepped nout of the norm and found my rescuer. and he redeemed my infatuation. i'm his treasure he says. his gold. and this is a routine that i'd like to last for a long time .

Sunday, February 1, 2009

UNCIVILIZED .

although i've often heard before that "black people cant keep anything", i always wanted to disregard the statement each time i heard it. but now, i can honestly say that i partially agree with this somewhat bias opinion. what makes me think this? here's my description: Oct. 24th, 2008. This was the date that one of my best friend's and i decided to have our sweet sixteens together, at a lovely bar & grille/banquet hall by the name of 947. now, 947's banquet hall was simply used for Wedding Receptions and Sweet Sixteens, Family Reunion Dinners, Formals, anything you would call an"EVENT". great for us, it was right up our alley. a bit pricey, but it was great quality and beautiful inside and it was in our neighborhood, however, no one seemed to really know about it. luckily our mothers purchased the hall for a night, 9-1:30. our "Sweet & Stylish" sweet 16 invitations were handed out and like we had planned, all 200 & something teens attended our "EVENT". it went great. The next weekend afterwards one of our close friends had her sweet 16 there as well, which was fine since it was a special"EVENT". Unfortunately, her party got ended early because of a fight. Soon after, the word had spread that there was now a new party spot, and very conveniently close by. Now, you'd just have kids renting out this place with spur of the moment parties, just to have them. These parties would turn into jumping grounds for fights. Mr. Mike, the owner, was surely beginning to become uncomfortable renting out his place of business to these untamable Young Adults. but hey, we're in a freakin recession, everybody needs money! soon it was just becoming to much, every friday and sat was now being rented out for parties, students at school were even referring to the restaurant as "Club" 947!, ridiculous. So guess what, no longer will it be rented out for those purposes, and the name of the bar & grille is now changed, to guess what............. "The Irish Pub". haha . damn shame, minorities take what is nice and CIVILIZED and once again, it has been taken over for the worse. let's do better aye !