Sweet...
Situation: Chopin-gal and Bach-boy are listening to Beethoven. Chopin-gal notices that Bach-boy looks like he's sitting a bit uncomfortably... so she says:
Chopin-gal: Hey, 'boy, are you OK?
Bach-boy: Yeah, I am.
Chopin-gal: OK... do you need a pillow?
Bach-boy (with a smile): No, I need you.
Nuff said...
Chopin Sealed it For Him...
So, I hung out with Bach-boy today and we hadn't seen each other for a few days... we were sitting in the park somewhere near Freedom Plaza and he just busted out with "I am so glad that I heard you play Chopin back on Saturday. That pretty much sealed the deal for me. I knew I really liked you then."
Well, folks, I have to say, that I have always had this uncanny ability to make people like me once they hear me play. I mean, through those 6 years of really stressful recitals while in Junior and Senior High School, I always did well, but what always took it above and beyond were my performances of anything Chopin. Didn't matter what the occassion was... Chopin just appeals to all ears. That's just how it goes.
I'm a Chopin-gal to my heart, y'all. Chopin's coming in reaalll handy now!!!!
Ebony... Ivory...
Democrat...
Republican...
Romantic Era... Baroque Era...
Chopin-gal... Bach-boy...
Bleeds
Hoya Blue... Rooting for the
Thunders...
Piano.... Violin...
Smiling... Talkin'...
Cooks pies ... warms up food...
Some sense of self .... complete sense of self...
Treadmill ... Jogging in neighborhood...
Executive Branch ... Legislative Branch ...
Aloof/nonjudgemental ... Aware but nonjudgemental...
But at the end of the day....
She's a
Democrat .... and he's a
Republican ... and miraculously, they still get along....
Religion
Yeah, a lot of what I"m writing is so random lately. The latest thing I"ve been doing to keep myself awake during nights is to look up the differences between the different Christian denominations. VERY interesting.
Ultimately, I consider myself a Christian-- I believe in Jesus Christ; overall, I believe in a divine being that is responsibile for all of us being here.
After reading all of this, I'm clearly convinced that God wants us to believe in him; he wants us to acknowledge Him and all of His greatness. This earth is actually really beautiful if you think about it. I think He created all of us and it was no accident that all of us think very differently from each other, thereby leading us all to choose different ways to believe in Him. What I think is that He wouldn't approve of such violence that ensues from those who think that it's OK to kill creations of God in order to coerce others to believe whatever they believe.
I think it's definitely beautiful to share interpretations-- it becomes a bit hampering when it bars us from interacting on a regular basis or bonding on things that makes us the same.
Well, maybe I'm too in the middle of the road for some of you when it comes to this. But I"m up for individual choices. What are you going to do?
Yo, This music is speaking to me
OK, I mean, I usually listen to whatever here and there because it's either on the radio or it's extremely catchy. I went on a road trip with some dear friends today and three times, the radio played Kanye West's "Gold Digger". So, since I knew I had a 12 hour shift coming up, I made a quick bee-line to Pentagon City to buy four things: A Discman, Kanye West's 1st and 2nd CDs and batteries. And the one song that always caught me and made me wanna cry about the state of affairs.... "All Falls Down"... It just spoke to me and I can't stop listening to it... and I figured out why... it was written by Lauren Hill (and Kanye as well)... I know this is soooo last year, but it's so good:
[
Chorus - 4x]Oh when it all, it all falls downI'm telling you ohh, it all falls down[Verse - Kanye West]Man I promise, she's so self consciousShe has no idea what she's doing in collegeThat major that she majored in don't make no moneyBut she won't drop out, her parents will look at her funnyNow, tell me that ain't insecurrreThe concept of school seems so securrreSophmore three yearrrs aint picked a careerrrShe like fuck it, I'll just stay down herre and do hairCause that's enough money to buy her a few pairs of new AirsCause her baby daddy don't really careShe's so precious with the peer pressureCouldn't afford a car so she named her daughter Alexus (a Lexus)She had hair so long that it looked like weaveThen she cut it all off now she look like EveAnd she be dealing with some issues that you can't believeSingle black female addicted to retail and well[Chorus - repeat 2x (w/ Kanye ad-libs)][Verse - Kanye West]Man I promise, I'm so self consciousThat's why you always see me with at least one of my watchesRollies and Pasha's done drove me crazyI can't even pronounce nothing, pass that versace!Then I spent 400 bucks on thisJust to be like nigga you ain't up on this!And I can't even go to the grocery storeWithout some ones thats clean and a shirt with a teamIt seems we living the american dreamBut the people highest up got the lowest self esteemThe prettiest people do the ugliest thingsFor the road to riches and diamond ringsWe shine because they hate us, floss cause they degrade usWe trying to buy back our 40 acresAnd for that paper, look how low we a'stoopEven if you in a Benz, you still a nigga in a coop/coupe[Chorus - repeat 2x (w/ Kanye ad-libs)][Verse - Kanye West]I say fuck the police, thats how I treat emWe buy our way out of jail, but we can't buy freedomWe'll buy a lot of clothes when we don't really need emThings we buy to cover up what's insideCause they make us hate ourself and love they wealthThat's why shortys hollering "where the ballas' at?"Drug dealer buy Jordans, crackhead buy crackAnd a white man get paid off of all of thatBut I ain't even gon act holier than thouCause fuck it, I went to Jacob with 25 thouBefore I had a house and I'd do it againCause I wanna be on 106 and Park pushing a BenzI wanna act ballerific like it's all terrificI got a couple past due bills, I won't get specificI got a problem with spending before I get itWe all self conscious I'm just the first to admit it[Chorus - to fade (w/ Kanye ad-libs)]
You Don't Know My Name....
.... and it's like ooooooooooooo.....
Ok, enough of my Alicia impression....
Well, I got to see the
Cutie From Starbucks again (oh, he's so cute!). Well, now I do know his name. About a few weeks ago, I had the guts to actually go up to him and ask him his name. All I have to say that it matches the name that Alicia says when she's calling that guy in that very song.
So, I walk in today, and I knew I hadn't seen him in a long time. There he is, cute as ever, and
He says "Why, hello. It's so nice to see you again."
Me: Hi, there! Yeah, it's me again! Gotta have my coffee. (I turn off my iPod so I could actually hear what he was saying.)
Cutie: I haven't seen you in a while. I wish you could come in everyday, be the first one I serve, start my day off very nicely with your beautiful smile.
Me: Uh... (blushing and grinning)... why, thanks...
Cutie: And I do remember your name. I remember it being a name that does not fit your face. (I give him an expectant look, waiting for him to say something like Nancy). It's S, right?
Me: That's right. And you're M.
Cutie: Yes, that's right. I just knew that you're name was different from a lot of other names. It doesn't fit your smile.
Me: (blushing again)... thank you!
Cutie: What would your order be?
Me: Uh.... (so thrown off)... white chocolate mocha.
Cutie: Definitely, Miss S.
Me: (handing him money, giggling as I do so).
Cutie: Oh, I really like your hair, by the way. It looks really nice.
Me: (comepletely thrown off by the compliments in a 5 minute convo)-- Thank you so much.
Cutie: (hands me my change) Here you go. Have a great day and please come back to see us very soon. I'm looking forward to it.
Me: You can bet on it.
I stick around for a few hours (reading for class... this is your taxpayer's money at work here, folks). Then I "get thirsty again" and I buy water on my way out.
I go up to pay for the water.
Cutie: Water for you, S?
Me: (in a very airy, flirtatious voice) Yes, M. (I hand him money)
Cutie: (grinning) "Yes, M"... I really like how you said that. Here you go. (he hands me back my change) Have a great day!
Me: You too! Take care, M. I grin at him.
Gang, all I have to say that today was a lovely day! :)