Tuesday, June 26, 2012

Class of 2012!

I did it. We did it. The class of 2012. I am super proud of myself for finishing high school. I know that both my parents are proud of me too. But I knew i had no choice but to graduate from high school, I'm more proud of the fact that I stayed true to myself, and the way I felt about things. Number one thing that got me through high school, was having my head screwed on correctly. Number two, enjoying high school, not enjoying high school while under the influence. I live by that phrase, "Above the Influence". Its kind of a motivational saying that keeps my head up high. High school was one of those places where I couldn't wait to go back during the summer, and dreaded the day while in 1st block. The place where I would drool over 2 guys while walking in the hallway. That was high school and now im ready for college. I'm ready to see what college will throw at me. I didn't receive huge obstacles while in high school, however I would like for one to be thrown at me. Just so I could see how I would handle it. I'd probably fail. Ill miss my friends, jokes, and memories - but the high school itsself?! Nahh not at all.

Saturday, June 2, 2012

Racism On The Internet

Being racist is one thing. But being racist over the internet is another. Who wants to read what others have to say about racism? Why do people need to support this person? I recently came across a twitter page where a girl post racist tweets every hour. She states in her bio, "BLACK PEOPLE are stupid and ugly". What have we done? I find it extremely disrespectful. I reported her page as spam, and I hope, I pray, and I wish twitter does something about her tweets. I try not to read what she has to say but I cant help but seeing what it is she has to say. "Oh well, no cares about Brian Mcknight, hes just another filthy nigger." Disgusting right? She states that she has a "twin sister" who also tweets using racist remarks. A supporter of hers states " The Legend (States her twitter name) the main head of KKK Of twitter is Now On My TL! (:" Why would anyone want to support such a disrespectful person? I mean you hate us, you dislike us, want us out of your country, yet you want to look like us... I don't get it. You want to use us for sports but other than that we're just trash. I just hope people see the seriousness in these tweets that I see. I hope that someone does something about this girl and her twitter, along with her sisters.

Monday, May 28, 2012

Song of the Hour

Personally speaking, I DO NOT like Justin Biebers music. However, his new single "Boyfriend" is very catchy. The only part I really enjoy is the chorus. But over all his voice sounds amazing in the song. I'm still not a fan of his, but he has a nice chorus ;))

Sunday, May 27, 2012

Man of The Moment

This man is gorgeous. His name is Charlie Hunnam. The first time I set eyes on Mr.Hunnam was in a movie named "Green Street Hooligans", one my favorite movies. He plays a member in a 'gang' from England. If you haven't heard of Charlie or seen him before you should brush up on him. Hes super talented and very very good looking. Oh yeaah and he has an English Accent :)

Tuesday, May 22, 2012

Awkward . . . .

That awkward moment when there's no more toilet tissue . . .

Movie of The Day!

Never Let Me Go ♥ This movie is great. 3 Reasons : 1) The character Tommy 2)The Character Tommy 3) and The story line.

Monday, May 7, 2012

Vegetable of The Day!

Peas, the sweet yet savory vegetable is my favorite. There so darn good, however I dont like to eat a lot of them. They taste weird when eating so many peas at once. All I need is for the peas to give me some taste.

Sunday, May 6, 2012

Favorite Country

For the past 2 years, I've been obsessed with Europe. Not Europe as a whole, but two (2) specific countries. Germany and Russia. There's something about the language, the culture and the people that I can not get enough of. To begin this blog entry I'll start with Germany. On youtube, I enjoy looking at the videos in different countries. One day I decided to click on Germany and look through there music videos. One Rap group that caught my eye was 187 Strassenbande.
Not only did I find my new favorite rap group, but I also found my new Husband - Gzuz. I go for the light skinned to white men. I dont mind guys with big noses and small lips. I like a guy for his personality. That's exactly what I like about him, and also that fact that he is a bad boy ;) But then, I find out (by translating German into English) that Gzuz went to jail and won't be released for 3 years. He now has 1 year left, and I cant wait to hear his music again. FREE GZUZ!
My 2nd favorite country it Russia. Yes, Russia. I love the language and the men mostly. I became interested when I had seen pictures of Russian Mafias. Soon, my searches turned into music and there too I found my Russian Husband. Southrec - two russian teenagers who rap. I literally fell in love with Russia. I mean FELL IN LOVE. I want to go to Russia and dance to there music, eat there food, meet there men, meet the women, and get married to one. Yes some parts of Russia aren't safe, yes there's drug dealers, yes there prostitutes, yes there's racist people - But where isn't there any of that?! However I'm not going to leave all of Europe of this little love obsession. I actually like any European man, whether he be Polish, Slovakian, Siberian, Finnish, Italian, Ukrainian, Romanian, Georgian, Swedish, Bulgarian, Hungarian, Greek, or even Swiss. There All BEAUTIFUL!

Obsession of the HOUR!


Artist of the Week!

Justin Nozuka! Not only does he have the look, but he has the voice. He's from Toronto, Canada. I've been hooked on Justin ever since 8th grade when I saw him on my television. He was singing "After Tonight". After seeing him on tv, I searched him on the internet. I downloaded all his songs, learned the lyrics and became Team Nozuka. Hes super intelligent, which is a plus. Another fun fact that makes Justin better than any other guy out there is : HE RESPECTS WOMEN! Aw, don't you just want to put him in your back pocket and call him yours? Well its been 4 years, and I haven't found one thing I dislike about this Handsome young man. Listen to his amazing music, I guarantee you'll fall in love. His website >> VisitHisWebsite

Thursday, May 3, 2012

Happy Birthday!

Happy Birthday to me!
Today's the day I turned 18 :D

Wednesday, May 2, 2012

Fight The Storm

The one video that I can watch and still find it funny.

Tuesday, May 1, 2012

Been a While

Its been a while since I've last spoken about music. I haven't listened to my favorite metal band, Slipknot in the longest while. I feel terrible not listening to them. I mean their music sometimes makes me feel better. Drowning Pool has that effect on me as well, which is pretty cool. I love music. Its an actual escape from everything for me. I have a headache, music on low, I dont want to hear people talking, music on high, I'm the mood for music so don't talk, music turned all the way up. I dont play with that library volume, I want others to hear what I'm listening to. Don't judge me.

Monday, April 30, 2012

Iman Shumpert

I want to cut to the chase . . . Iman Shumpert being hurt. I can not watch a Knicks game without seeing my main men on the court. Mike Bibby, Steve Novak, J.R. Smith, & my husband IMAN SHUMPERT. 6-8 months out. 6-8 months of depression. I just might have to turn to twitter stalking xD Just Kidding.

Thursday, April 26, 2012



I, personally speaking, dislike Spongebob Squarepants with a passion. From the voices to the situations. One gets tired of hearing the voice of Spongebob throughout the day. I miss the old '90 shows - Amanda, As Told By Ginger, All That, Monsters, CatDog, Hey Arnold, Keenan and Kel, and That's So Raven. So many of the good shoes have vanished and have now been replaced with shows like - Hannah Montana -.- , Ant Farm, Victorious, iCarly, and Jessie. The story lines to these shows have already been covered. All I want to say is I feel as though the kids now are watching shows that are either to serious, or inappropriate.

Wednesday, April 25, 2012


My soon to be Husband - Iman Shumpert ♥

Makes me laugh every time

Poor girl did it to herself.

Party Ova here!

The only DJ to trust when you want the party set right. ThisWebsiteCanGetYouNJsBestDJ

Twitter Me! xD

So I've had a twitter for about 3 years now and I have UNDER 70 followers. That's pitiful. Even though I tweet about nothing but one would think 'People want to hear about what your not doing, or how many carrots you cut in under 1 minute'. But I guess I'm just not that cool for you guys huh?! But that's OK, cause neither are you :P @skyybluebird Follow me - and yes I follow back.

In the mood

I haven’t been in the mood to blog lately. Partially because I have forgotten about my blog and/or I haven’t been in the mood. However I’m out of that funk and IM BACK! What have I been up too? Watching the Knicks win and lose, working my behind off, and tweeting to no one about my problems. However, I ‘m fine. I feel good. Graduating this year (Class of 2012), prom in a month, and soon to shipped off to Rhode Island for four of the best years of my life. Im ready, and I want to go now! Although I am aware that I’ll become home sick, and that I’ll miss my family for a good month or so, I’m staying positive. Ready to grow up and make my own decisions, even though my parents are going to have it the roughest. 2 children who have already ‘grown up’ and so far have done nothing with their life, makes me want to take the road less traveled by. I have a small plate to fill, but larger than life wishes. Wish me luck Smile 


Tuesday, February 7, 2012

Story of My Life.

In 1999, I was 4 years old, my family and I decided to go camping. We headed down to Cheesequake park in Matawan New Jersey. We arrived in 2 vehicles, my dads Custom Buick Century and my moms Chevrolet Blazer. My dad and mom took everything out of the car while my two sisters and I looked around the campsite. My father set up our blue tent in under 15 minutes. I threw all five of the sleeping bags into the tent opening. There was a playground meters from our campsite, equipped with a swing set. I remember being told to be safe, and not to do anything that will hurt me. However being the curious 4 year old that I was, I was bound to get hurt.
After setting up our campsite I set out for an adventure. I walked through the dirt, and moist grass to the swing set that caught my eye the second we had arrived. I put one foot over the dark brown divider, and stepped right into the dirty woodchips. I dragged my feet in the woodchips for a yard, until I could physically grab onto a swing. When I did just that, I started swinging. As I was swinging, all I was reciting in my head was "Out, in". As I floated up in the air, I would constantly look to my right at my campsite; to make sure that my parents and sisters were still there. After swinging for about 15 minutes I began to get a little bored. As I was looking towards my campsite, I heard car doors close. I quickly looked down and saw a family getting out of their car. They had two children, both of which were boys. Wanting to be a show off, I slowly lifted off one hand from the swings rope. I kept one eye on the family and every now and then I would look towards the site. I would get scared, so my hand would find its way back onto the rope. Eventually I had gotten both hands off of the rope. As the family walked in front of the swing set, I released myself from the swing; thinking that I would land correctly. But I had never done something like this, this was not like me. All I knew was that everyone did this in the movies, and some of the older kids did it at school. So why couldn't I do the same. But to my surprise, I could not stick the landing, therefore landed on my face.
As I stood up, I remember feeling shocks in my face. I felt my sister pick me up. I had no clue that my sister had seen what had just happened. Looking my sister in the eyes, I saw little brown pegs on my face. Touching a couple of the pegs, pain was now upon my face. There was also a chip stuck on  my right hand next to my wrist bone. I began to cry and turned my head forward to see where she was taking me. I didn't want to go to my parents, for I was afraid of what would await me. As my sister powerwalked, we headed to the restrooms which was a big building that looked abandoned. We walked through the wet dirt, grass, and trees for two minutes until we reached the facilities. There was a line for the women's bathroom, but my sister cut them all off. She brought me to the sink, that was not the best looking sink. There was a long rectangular mirror running across all of the sinks. The sink itself was rigid. As we walked in, all of the women would turn to look at me. They're faces matched what I had seen when I looked into the mirror. My sister put me on the ledge, and when I peered into the window, I began to cry more. I was a scared 4 year old, that had made a big mistake on a swing.
    "Put your head down." My sister stated.
I did just that. She cleaned my face, taking out the woodchips along with each stroke. I placed my hand into the sink to touch the red water, and watched the woodchips sit on top of the drain.
    "Alright. We have to go back to mommy and daddy now." She exclaimed to me.
    "No. I don't want to." I replied back.
I cried more as we walked out of the bathroom and down the dirt path to where we were staying. As we stepped onto the campsite my sister called my mom.
    "Mommy?!" My sister called.
    "Oh my! Basim!" My mom yelled out for my dad.
She grabbed me  and pulled me toward my dad. By this time I was crying hysterically, I did not want to get into trouble.
    "When something like this happens you HAVE to come to daddy first." My dad explained to me as he shook his head.
By this time my face was swollen. My eyes, cheeks, and chin were now 2x's bigger than usual. My father grabbed some ice from out of our red cooler, and placed a rag over the ice. My parents put ointment on my face and I held the rag over the areas on my face. I laid down in the tent for a while, until it was time for dinner. I walked out of the tent and onto a piece of log that was right next to the fire. We ate our dinner and I headed back into the tent. I was exhausted from everything that had gone on in that one day.  Ever since that day I stopped showing off. I fear that if I show off, something bad will happen that I'm not expecting. I have a scar that helps me not forget about that day. That day, to me, was an important one. It taught me that showing off gets you nowhere, I got nowhere, just an early ride home. That's the time I fell off of a swing set during the first time I had ever gone camping.