Tuesday, October 31, 2006

Randomness Pertaining to TV

Attention: Why can't I make titles? Anyhooo.... more randomness.

Chris Noth is so freaking hot it isn't funny. Yes, he is 52... but I don't care. He could GET IT. I mean come on. Playing the wealthy, debounaire Mr. Big on Sex and the City just cemented his position of one of the hottest white guys ever in life. I mean come on, let's be real with ourselves. He is pretty cute in Law and Order too. Speaking of Law and Order, the guy that plays Stabler is rather hot for a white guy too. I think it is the tall, dark eyed and dark haired white dudes that I actually consider to be hot.

Anchal from America's Next Top Model is mos def the prettiest one on the show but she won't win. She is just too awkward when she is not modeling for one thing, the lack of self confidence isn't cute, and the judges just arent going to pick her because she is a size 4-6. That's actually why I like her, I can't see her ribs.

Lynette on Desperate Housewives is freaking pimp. Come on, I mean, break down the door to you husbands "person he has a kid with" and threaten to do to her spine what was done to her door in front of the chick's daughter is freaking pimp, I don't care what anybody says.

UCB is extra stupid because they charged me 20 damn dollars to get my transcript mailed to LSAC. UMCP charged me nothing. I also got my diploma today, and it was signed by the governator himself... lol. I laughed on BART today. It was very funny to me.

There's a lady at my work that talks and doesnt know when to shut up. She corners me at like 4:45 when it's time to go, and wants to talk. COME ON.

Prince's "Why You Wanna Treat Me So Bad" is a rather nice song. It was made in 1980... I was negative 4 years old. Anyway, at the end, there is this duel guitar solo... I really like it. Prince coulda even got it back then... especially that picture on the CD with the wild hair. WOOO

"What Does It Take (To Win Your Love)" is a really cool song that has been made over many times since the 1960's, but Peter White's version that came out this year is great. I was in the car the first time I heard it and was getting it in traffic and people were looking at me.

Logic Games are the best part of the LSAT because there isn't really anyway they can trick you.

Asheru, the artist that did the Boondocks theme song is a really good artist. He is conscious, yet not. And his music is really nice. How come more rappers cant be like him.

Return to your regular scheduled programming.

Randomness

Dancing With The Stars is interestingly pretty good. Emmitt is doing a really good job. I am proud. I he bringing us black athletes back up from where Jerry Rice left us last season. I mean really. He is doing good.

This is going to be a post of randomness. Here goes

LSAT class sucks ass. Doing good with all the other application processes.

I think my sister has a white boyfriend. Lol. Yeah.

I am actually starting to like college football now. What the HELL is up with that. I mean seriously, I watched two games last weekend with my parents

Thursday, October 19, 2006

Books Are Pretty Durn Helpful


Last year, in my African American Studies class I read "Mama Day", by Gloria Naylor. This is "mos def" my favorite book for two reasons. The first reason is because I absolutly love the way it's written. For me, the mos tinteresting types of books are those that start out in the present and then recount how people got there. It makes it all the more interesting and meaningful when at the end you are back to where you started. The second reason I love this book is because it taught me a lesson that helped me get over 2 year depression about leaving Maryland.

It is not possible to go back and revisit a particular place in time. It is possible to revisit a specific physical place, but once time intervienes... it is literally impossible to return to what was. People change, settings change. This piece of knowledge let me know that even if I went back to Maryland, it wouldn't be like it was my freshman year. So I started accepting where I was and quickly got out of my depression and started excelling in academics and track... doing me basically. LOL. So yeah, I owe a lot to this book because if I had not read that one sentance when I did, there's no telling where I'd be. No no no. I wouldn't be a crack ho or anything... but I probably wouldnt have ended up with my ending GPA or on the top 10 all-time list in 4 events at my school. I mean seriously.

SO the point of this is to say that I am ready to go back to DC/VA/MD finally. I mean before, I wasn't ready. I mean I was, but not mentally. I think before, I just wanted to go back to freshman year, when I knew who I was, when I had the most fun that I had ever had in my entire life, to go back to when people liked me FOR ME and I didn't have to pretend. Now, 95 percent of my friends from freshman year are out of college like me and not around that area anymore. I genuinly did like the area and I am ready to go back and make a new life for myself there.

Plus, there are so many things that I missed out doing while I was there out of fear. Now most people would think... fear of comming out of my shell and stuff of that nature. No I mean fear of being shot (DC Sniper was like 5 miles away from campus), fear of getting bombed (always helicopters and sirens in DC right after Sept. 11... not a settling feeling). I feel stupid now, cuz I only went to one museum and that was because I had to.

This post came up because I was downloading some music... and for some reason, I started downloading all kinds of dance hall from like 2002/2003. I mean seriously, the feelings that rushed back to me were feelings that I never felt after leaving MD. They don't play that kind of music out here. They don't have the same clubs. It is just a lot. And it is not necessarily a place in time that I want to return to, but a physical place. A place where I can like what I like and other people like it too. A place where they play what I like to hear on the radio. A place where people don't judge you as much as they do over here. I cannot wait.

Tuesday, October 17, 2006

These Titles Are Cool

LSAT class is just not hot. I have no life... I am sucking right now at it... and it is just really NOT cool. I guess it will pay off when I get into great law school and all, but right now it is hard. In addition, my freaking recommendation quest is not going well. Tell me why the two teachers who knew me the best are not teaching this semester. One is back at Harvard, and the other is freaking in France? What kinda luck is that? Oh yeah, and the other couple of classes I got A's in, didn't have GSI's (TA's) and it is kinda hard to get to know the teacher when you have to run to practice after every class. But whatever. I have some options, but I really just wanted those two to write my recommendations. Oh yeah, lets not forget the personal statement. Its actually going pretty well... I guess I don't really have to vent with that one. So I have broadened (most people say narrowed, but I was pretty set on where I wanted to go in the beginning. I am applying to five schools in the Maryland/DC area, one school in Southern California, and one school in Texas... I don't think I have to say what area I would most like to end up in. Any way, I have carved a little free time out for myself...

This weekend I went to a free jazz concert from KKSF featuring Richard Elliot and my favorite artist in the world Philippe Saisse. Now, I had been thinking about this for like 2 weeks... I took off work two hours early and everything. Richard Elliot was on first and he was absolutly GREAT. No Philippe got on, and he was not so hot. He was playing new stuff that I mean NO one likes. And the audience was just NOT connecting with him like they were connecting with Richard Elliot. It made me think. I think the reason most jazz pianists are gravly under appreciated is because it is so much harder to connect with the audience when you are sitting at your little chair. I will admit I was kinda disappointed, but I had to keep the aforementioned in perspective. Side note: he was much smaller than I imagined.