I finally decided to upload pictures from my Euro trip (2 years later). I'm going to post by city.
This is Paris:
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| Notre Dame |
Friday, February 18, 2011
Paris 2009
I finally decided to upload pictures from my Euro trip (2 years later). I'm going to post by city.
This is Paris:
Friday, January 28, 2011
?? San Diegans
I wrote this back in October. Please excuse the blatant and extreme generalizations made in this entry. I only left them in because they were part of a real conversation.
Do not take everything you read as fact. There are exceptions to every rule.. or theory in my case.
Thank you.
My friend Yinka and I decided to go out for a walk/drinks in downtown the other night. Towards the end of the night, we ended up at TGIFriday's (which happens to be situated between two nightclubs-- I'm sure you can image the type of traffic this brings in) for happy hour. We sat, ordered appetizers and talked about a lot of random ish as we usually do when we're together.
Our conversation drifted, but it eventually got to the topic of black males on the east coast and black males the west coast, particularly those in San Diego. We both agreed that the few young black men we've met from the east coast have carried themselves with an air that differed completely from that of their west coast counterparts, though we couldn't put our finger on what it was exactly. I continued to further compare black males in San Diego. I expressed how I believed that black males in San Diego were even still completely different from those of Los Angeles or the Bay Area. She agreed, and again, we couldn't pinpoint exactly why.
Do not take everything you read as fact. There are exceptions to every rule.. or theory in my case.
Thank you.
My friend Yinka and I decided to go out for a walk/drinks in downtown the other night. Towards the end of the night, we ended up at TGIFriday's (which happens to be situated between two nightclubs-- I'm sure you can image the type of traffic this brings in) for happy hour. We sat, ordered appetizers and talked about a lot of random ish as we usually do when we're together.
Our conversation drifted, but it eventually got to the topic of black males on the east coast and black males the west coast, particularly those in San Diego. We both agreed that the few young black men we've met from the east coast have carried themselves with an air that differed completely from that of their west coast counterparts, though we couldn't put our finger on what it was exactly. I continued to further compare black males in San Diego. I expressed how I believed that black males in San Diego were even still completely different from those of Los Angeles or the Bay Area. She agreed, and again, we couldn't pinpoint exactly why.
Friday, October 08, 2010
The Hater Epidemic
Yesterday, I signed onto facebook and the first status I see is this:
For a while now I've been wondering why the use of the term "hater" has been so prevalent. Seriously, why are people so concerned about their "haters?" And why are they a topic of discussion if they're hating on you? The whole topic just seems so elementary to me.
If you're grown I'm [going to] need you to take the term "hater" out of your serious vocab. Joking with friends is cool, but if you're serious and every other status has "hater" in it you need to grow up and focus on more important things, like what YOU are doing with your adult life.I couldn't agree any more. It's like she took the thoughts right out of my head. I really thought I was the only who felt that way.
If you aren't grown, disregard this message ...and continue with your day. Lol
For a while now I've been wondering why the use of the term "hater" has been so prevalent. Seriously, why are people so concerned about their "haters?" And why are they a topic of discussion if they're hating on you? The whole topic just seems so elementary to me.
Saturday, August 14, 2010
One Way Ticket
Alright, I started the first half of this entry the day after I had this convo, but didn't finish it until 2 weeks or so later, so please excuse the choppiness.
My friend, MIH, texts me and asks, “Hey Pearl, can you take me to the airport after you get off work?”
“Sure,” I reply.
After I get off work, I drive over to where he is, pick him up, then make a pit stop to my place, where more of his stuff is stored. I’m tired after my 8 hour shift at work. It’s a little past midnight. I sit and watch as he repacks/reorganizes and we talk.
“MIH, how much was your ticket,” I ask.
“Uhh, $150*. I actually just bought it while I was at ____’s house just now,” he answers.
“WTF? $150? Only? How? No fair,” I say in jealousy.
“Umm, yeah, I bought a one-way ticket.”
I’m wide awake now. “What? A one-way ticket? Why? How are you getting home? When are you coming home?” I’m bewildered. I’ve never known anyone to seriously buy a one-way ticket-- a cross country, 3000 mile, west to east coast one-way ticket.
My friend, MIH, texts me and asks, “Hey Pearl, can you take me to the airport after you get off work?”
“Sure,” I reply.
After I get off work, I drive over to where he is, pick him up, then make a pit stop to my place, where more of his stuff is stored. I’m tired after my 8 hour shift at work. It’s a little past midnight. I sit and watch as he repacks/reorganizes and we talk.
“MIH, how much was your ticket,” I ask.
“Uhh, $150*. I actually just bought it while I was at ____’s house just now,” he answers.
“WTF? $150? Only? How? No fair,” I say in jealousy.
“Umm, yeah, I bought a one-way ticket.”
I’m wide awake now. “What? A one-way ticket? Why? How are you getting home? When are you coming home?” I’m bewildered. I’ve never known anyone to seriously buy a one-way ticket-- a cross country, 3000 mile, west to east coast one-way ticket.
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