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I wrote this piece on last year's "Live it loud " experience, and all I could say was that it was an amazing experience! I couldn't exactly express how I felt about it, but I knew it was great. I've had a year to think about why that was, and here's what I've come up with:   It had been so long since I had heard doctrine that sound and for that amount of time (almost 4 days of non-stop goodness!) oh my goodness!  I like to think of myself as a turn down kind of person, but it turned out that all I needed was my kind of turn up; live it loud provided that and more.  It was a road trip and mini vacation in one! Those are two of my favorite things.  I think amidst all that excitement, I ate the word but somehow didn't digest it. So I tasted it, knew that it was great, but it didn't do much to my body. So it ended there and I couldn't even point to what I remembered from the whole conference.  This is so easy to do you know? In the excitem

If you didn't sing that title in Beyonce's "I've been drinking, I've been drinking" voice you need to go back and fix that. Like right now. Lol.  Have you? Alright then. You know how on some days you want to just share your issues. Like, ranting with no purpose other than to talk to someone without holding back. Not because you want their advice or their judgement. Not because you need a friend or sympathy of some sort...you just want to talk. Turns out many people don't get this. Everyone's so eager to be the hero, save the day, give you that life changing piece of advice. And you're just there like urgh, just shut up and listen. Anyway, I think that’s why I want to be a shrink, one of the reasons why. In the absence of suitable humans, I've been doodling. Lol! I'm just going to take the liberty to call it art. You might disagree, but when I use the "hang in gallery" feature on art pad, it looks as gorgeous as regular art wo

Hi!   We're taking a lifestyle turn on the blog today. It turns out hair is kind of a huge deal for me. I'm not into jewellery and I'm not a make-up enthusiast either. So hair works for me. This is a short and sweet post. It's just pictures of Cynthia of SimplyCyn a.k.a addicted2etsy .  I've been googling hair-inspirations and I'm working  my way up to the part where my hair looks this fabulous. I stalked her a bit   and was able to pick a few of her recent pictures. I was going to post some of my recent pictures that had some similarities to hers, but then my selfies looked like poop next her fancy high resolution pictures. Thankfully I have a photoshoot coming soon (yay!), so  I can upgrade from my poop pictures. Hope y'all are having a great summer? Life is moving pretty fast for me and I'm beginning to feel old. Ehm no ranting today. So till next time! Do something worthwhile in the meantime :) Fopsy     Source Source

I think there's a real term for that. Oh yeah, it's called writer's block . I've tried to write. I've tried a lot of times in the last few months. But the words aren't coming together as I'd like them to. I've gone back to read my recent blogposts and I haven't "felt" them. I've tried non-writing related creativity too, I've done dance, art (painting, collage-making and drawing), self-made recipes. All of them have just been okay. Just okay. Nothing mind blowing or pat-on-the-shoulder worthy. And as if to confirm what I already knew, I got my first B on a term paper, (actually two term papers) this semester. I was so certain that my papers had been marked by overly strict TAs, so I requested reviews with the profs and ended up being too disappointed to ask for re-marks. So here I am declaring brain death on myself. In the meantime, I'm in music therapy and hoping for this brain's resurrection in the very near future. Her

You know how it works, every time I find something good, I like to share! Enjoy!

Lord I'm split in two Part of me loves the world And the other loves You So what do I do I wanna be saved But I got to stay cool too And no I'm not a fool I know eventually I'm gonna have to choose And really I don't wanna lose My ticket into heaven And a chance to be used by You And if it's God that I'm after I can't serve two masters And before something happens I got to turn it all around Because I know I can't just have my cake and eat it too Cause it's real easy to stay on the fence and still do you And it'd be cool if we could love the Lord and still go do our thing But see it doesn't work like that you'd gotta to be white or black Oh ooohh Lord I've realized when it comes to sin You just don't compromise It's a matter of death and life Be weak and do wrong Or be strong and do right And I don't wanna keep going to church Singing a

So the other day, I was searching for an image on google when I came across a picture of a blind man and his bride. He is well known and I've seen some of his works, so I immediately recognized him. The 'people watcher' in me, who makes up stories about people's lives and wonders how closely related to reality the stories are, immediately imagined what dating and being married would be like for him. This whole thing happened towards the end of last year and I started a blogpost about it but never got to finishing it. But yesterday on the bus, I saw another blind man I know. I didn't know this guy personally, but he used to live close to my old house. I was never able to stop myself from staring whenever I saw him. I guess it's because I expected him to do things with difficulty and maybe even ask for my help with crossing that uber busy road? Sometimes, I'd wait at a distance to see if he crossed successfully or if he would need help.  But all he ever did w