She Series

This is not about love. This is not about fantasy, diamond rings, or tennis bracelets. This is about my life.

Next Time I'll Be A Little Wiser

I don't pretend to have all of the answers. I just have my experiences. 

This one, this time, I'm learning more about myself. I was so embarrassed I couldn't even look at him for more than 5 seconds. It's not so much that I said what I had to say, because I do believe I'm entitled to my opinion and should voice my concerns, but more so the way it went over.

It felt like a brick. It felt like a crash and a shatter and a blow to my innermost heart beat - the one closet to the start. It felt like I just wish I would have kept my mouth shut.

But I had to say something. So I have to feel this way. Temporarily. 

We Are the World 25

Not too sure what all the uproar about this remake is. I mean sure, T-Pain has a solo and LL Cool J has a rapping segment with some randoms standing in the back, but it really isn't all that bad. I would have stood for an Anthony Hamilton or Musiq Soulchild solo over the less vocally gifted Akon and Lil Wayne and Justin Bieber, but it wasn't a complete fail. With talents such as Celine Dion, Pink, and Mary Mary with solos, it wasn't a complete bust. I was looking for Beyonce though. At least Taylor Swift wasn't there.

Is it just me or is Jennifer Hudson everywhere? I'm a little tired of her.

Josh Groban. Yes.

Oh yeah, and Miley girl. Bang.

I will admit, though, that the original is far superior in talent and emotion. It literally brought me to tears earlier, placed in my a realization of just how fortunate I am. 

Both are below for your viewing pleasure. 

Black House Ent. & D_Murph productions

http://www.zshare.net/download/7242535706800bd3/

Something my friends and I worked on during Snowmaggedon. 

54" later.

Be prepared to have "The Snowiest Winter Ever" stuck somewhere in your cochlea.

Maybe It's What I'm Saying

I have this feeling sometimes when my heart beats against my chest - literally beats like a trapped girl in her kidnappers basement when she hears footsteps.  Reason being, I don't know how else to say what I always already say.  Reason being, I know you aren't listening.

Weeping May Endure, But

I read once that "joy comes in the morning."

Well, maybe if I close my eyes now my weeping will cease.  Maybe when I open them again I'll see sunshine.  Maybe tomorrow my heart won't be so heavy, hanging by a song of hope, dangling over the gut of reality. 

Maybe tomorrow I won't care as much.  And if I do, maybe removing you is the only way.

They Say We Look Alike

We're like night and day, but she's still my flesh and blood. Flesh and blood and almond eyes.