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Took the Quiz:::: India

The results ->>>>>>>

You are driven in life by the search for meaning and have a passion for culture and religion. You are a deeply spiritual person who thrives in an environment where people question their existence and devote themselves to a higher sense of being. You enjoy a stimulating environment and do best when you are challenged, mentally, and spiritually. You see life as an adventure and enjoy conversing with others on the big philosophical questions of life. Whether you are spending time in a bustling market, or meditating in a quiet garden, you are nourished by a society that is devoted to serving others.

Take it-> http://www.playbuzz.com/larak10/what-country-in-the-world-best-fits-your-personality

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September 27, 2014 Posted by | Uncategorized | Leave a comment

Mental Reality

As I contemplate pursuing a career in another field. I laugh at myself. Just a year ago I had a full-time job working with kids. Now I am searching for full-time jobs to work with kids again. How life comes full circle. Is God trying to tell me something?

I honestly applied to a job that included me in the affirmative action category after answering a question about my gender and ethnicity. Great to know affirmative action may get my resume and cover letter a read over.

There’s so many grown up things I need to do. I feel so uninspired at the moment. But I’m smiling because I’m so happy. Just the other day I sat on the train remembering driving up to New York City. I could had made a decision to stay home. I could have decided to stay in Washington, D.C.

Instead I hopped in my Jeep and took a chance on a 10-week internship. Along the way I have thought of every career that I would possibly be good at. I haven’t committed myself to journalism because I’m afraid to plan.

It seems every time I plan something, Life tells me NO! This is not how things are going to go. I laugh because in all I am so happy. Even on my down and low days I am still happy. Now only if I could use that light for inspiration. I’m drained.

A lady told me months ago once she hit 25, it was like she looked up and she was 30. She said she doesn’t remember anything between 25 to 30. I think about that when planning my next move. I am seeking progession and stability, but on the other hand I am seeking adventure, freedom, and a life changing experience that I know is not here in the United States.

My travel bug is on a mission to satisfy a thirst. I’m just getting started with NYC, but if someone offered me something outside of the U.S. I wouldn’t think twice about moving. Student Loans, Friends, #1 Media Market, and all. I’ll be out this ‘bish.’

So what is it going to be as I struggle to write about an impactful experience. As I struggle to write these cover letters that I’ll rather copy and paste. Where does my passion lie? Is it dead? Perhaps waiting on a fiery experience… This is my mind’s daily reality. I’m day dreaming about village and cultural values that contrast with my own. I want to be 20 hours away and 6,000 miles living….

September 27, 2014 Posted by | Uncategorized | Leave a comment

#Ineednewfriends and more….

My boredom has propelled me into an unaware dose of insanity. Am I sane or not I ask myself as I search websites that I have visited for the last few weeks, month, and year.

Just thinking I haven’t achieved anything major worth bragging about in two years or left the country in almost four is enough to have my brain running wild with ideas or stagnant with grief. I’ve only been inspired with brief moments of zeal when I find myself questioning choices, leaving the country, examining opportunities that seem limited, and trying to rewrite the path I am now on. The good thing is I’m not lost. The possibilities are endless in thought and perhaps action. I can have anything.

On the contrast,….

There’s no spark or fireworks.

Even in everyday conversation or those who consider themselves intellectual inclined. I am staring in blank spaces of reality wanting to be awaken with something dangerously delicious. The folks are not inspiring. There talk is repetitive. I find myself drifting off in conversation. Not in-tune to what they are saying or giving two damns about their interest. Even with topics that would have stimulated me months ago. The same conversation with different faces. I have no energy to entertain spirits who are not wild, free, and dreaming.

I’ll rather have a drink in the quiet solitude that I am desperately seeking. Smoke myself into a trans of innovation and sultry images.

I am meeting folks that I am not impressed with or having conversations that cause me to mellow out into aloof spaces. What kind of memories will I have of New York. Possible those that are black and white. Definitely No, ying to my yang.

September 17, 2014 Posted by | Uncategorized | Leave a comment

#May Challenge Lessons In Dating 101

Don’t ever let a man say a song reminds him of you. You find yourself downloading the song to think about him when he is missed and so forth. But when things are over between the two and he’s long gone the song just always seems to pop up on the radio, Ipod, favorite movie, Spotify,  and friend’s Pandora etc. You get the drift.

I think the universe or life prepares me for moments I don’t ever think will exist through music. Last summer I heard the song “Let It Rain” by David Nail as I drove more than 3 hours through TN. Now those exact words from the chorus apply to my life one way or another.

“Let it rain, let it pour, she don’t love me anymore.

Let it come down on me. Let it come down on me.

Every word. Let it Hurt. Even more than I deserve.

Let it come down on me. Let it come down on me. Let it Rain. “

There’s something about a song that has soul in it. It moves you emotional even when you have never experienced such heartache, pain, or went through the things in the narrated and descriptive song. It pulls at something inside.

Just like Teddy Pendergrass’ Love TKO.

“Think I’d better let it go Looks like another love T.K.O.

Think I’d better let it go, let it go, baby

Looks like another love T.K.O.”

Right or wrong I learned never let a guy who hasn’t said he loves you tell you a song reminds him of you. Especially if that guy doesn’t know what “love” is.

(Wrote: May 5, 2013)

 

September 7, 2014 Posted by | Fun Topics, May Challenge | Leave a comment

Things come full circle several times in life…..

I had to return home to Baton Rouge, La. to get to New York. Washington, D.C. wasn’t enough or perhaps I didn’t make the right connections. It could be I didn’t take the right opportunities. Roanoke, Va surely wouldn’t bring me here. It was an 6-month internship, that my cousin pointed out to me in The Advocate’s Sunday paper. The 6-month internship, that I asked to be extended, turned into eight wonderful months of growing and connecting with a woman who had worked at The Advocate since her 20s. She had met her husband there and decided to keep working there after his death. Months after ending my internship with The Advocate and completing another internship with Newsday; she retired.

Today and a year later. I am still indebted to the Baton Rouge community who raised me. They have always been my biggest supporters. The email that was sent to the woman who would make the decision to hire me as a freelancer at Fox News still rings bells.

This past week, which hasn’t been the best one has fueled my dreams. It has ignited new goals. I have decided once again to let the universe shape outcomes out of my control  because they’ve been weighting to heavy on my soul.

I am afraid, but I am wiser. I don’t know what’s next, but I do know what I want. I have a new found hope. I have a deep appreciation for God and how he uses people in our lives. We should respect all those who are placed in our lives. We should take in all knowledge. We should listen to them, even when what they are saying doesn’t interest us at all.

September 5, 2014 Posted by | Diary Entry | 1 Comment