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Intriguing and yet overwhelming, that is how I see motivation.

>One day waking up, >feeling ready to tackle the world, no matter what it may throw your way. And >another moment either the same day, it may seem as if you are thrown to the side by the daily obstacles you come across.

Motivation to each person is so different and we come across it in so many different ways!

Only you can motivate YOU!

Learning to drive at 22?

22, who would have thought
The age where drinking Is no biggie And becoming a professional is One of those next things on the list

16 – most people are eager to start driving
But sometimes reckless
I was not that “fortunate” to yearn for that thing called a license

Single mom family
I learned humility and modesty
Didn’t expect much
But was grateful for all

Now 22
In the USA
F1 status
Trying to get a license is a pain

Is it not my time?
Is this all a sign?
Should I not drive?
Or should I be driven 🙂

The “struggle” is real
My struggle of getting a license

Stepping back
And let life run it’s course

For now…

I would say
Don’t wait
Not for 22 at least

My view as I write
Being driven it is 🙂


Last week life tested

I swore I had the worst week ever!

So Monday was actually good, one thing I always avoid is complaining about things, well at least out loud. But I must admit Monday was pretty good! Loved it actually, everything went smoothly.

Tuesdays my day starts at 9:30 am, so I went to bed early to get enough sleep, wake up early and study, so I did. I woke up at 4 am and started studying. I even made myself a pretty nice continental* breakfast and then decided to hit the road around 7 so I would be early and no rush. Now I have to take 2 buses, the first one was on point, the second failed me terribly! I was about to kick or punch something or someone I was not about to mess up my streak I literally waited 45 minutes and then I gave up and went for plan B: take the train and then another bus. I swear everything happens for a reason or I was blessed because right as I was about to get really frustrated and cry, my professor emailed me and said class cancelled because of an unfortunate event on her part,which I’m sorry, but it made my day just a little better! I got to school and the rest of my day went as planned.

Wednesday was good, spent it with old friends and then called it a day

Thursday… I realized I NEED to start driving! Oh my goodness! Depending on the bus is like pausing your life! Another bus problem but I got over it! 🙂

Friday came and went, it was okay. It rained but that’s not bad!

I got over the week but I felt as if I was put to the test and man I think I passed. My patience, my temper, my time management, I was being tested and I think I passed! 🙂

A different from lately

So this is a very HAPPY POST with a few darks spots at the end… 

So this weekend I hung out with some girlfriends. We ran/walk/hopped/twerked across the finish line, the best part is that we finished. Now before AAAAAALLLLLLL of that and I get to the end I must indulge on how we got there.

Once upon a time… lol NOPE…

It was in the middle of the semester and I have been trying to get a group of my friend to do one of those fun/awesome/charity runs. I mean why do it if its not for a good cause. Yea exercise! but ya get me?!?!…

So as I was headed to my Mechanics of Material class with my horrible professor I was greeted on the 4th floor by a HEEEEEYYY *insert name* !!!!! I was so happy my morning had some cheering up to it! 🙂 I told them about the run and they were like YES! lets do this! On the spot we signed up as a team the “French Kiss” (lets just say I have been trying to get someone to use that name, another cub I am apart of was suppose to have a fundraiser and use it but thtat never got off the ground ANYWAYYYYY) But whatever our name was our, team was awesome! ….

SKIPS the rest, to the night before… 😀

So the night before it was a girls sleep over and it has been soo long that I actually had a “sleepover” it was pretty interesting and much more ‘mature’ than the typical sleepover and plus my friend is married(she is the only married one, the rest status:single lol).

My day started a bit gloomy but once we all got to my gf’s house it was LIVE. Our idea of a good night sleep before a 5K was to go to a hookah bar and drink a lil and chill. I was twerking allover the place! #twerkteam I went to bed twerking and woke them up twerking,

One thing I am known for is my punctuality (depening on the importnce of it [: ) So these buggers decided to sleep under the covers for a minute more in which I indulged in more twerking on them. Them when it was time I was tooting my horn and we were off, headed to  the race to meet up with other team members and get all colored up #colormerad and stay fit! YAY 

We waited for our friends, most of them showed up the other to where LATE but still we finished they race and were re-united at the end of the race. The was was awesome the people, the vibe, the atmosphere was just beaming with all different faces, all different ages. It was really cute to see the little kids running with their families and just having a great time! We were suppose to twerk across the finish line but we did it for like a short second. #FAIL we got throught the race alive #YES #THANKGOD! then we partied a little, got some free give aways and then headed to dc, we were starving. BOMBED #chipotle and we ate so much we were stuffed no one could talk from there the group dispered slowly. 

The few that hung around decided to “chill” but instead it was more like forced chilling because we were tired and we had a food coma, #tryingtobecool, we grabbed a few beers and called it a day.

I was so colored up and I had a temporary tatt on my face, imagine taking the bus with that on your face LOL smh but I made it home, stepped righ in the shower and affter that I was KO(knocked out), thinking I was going to just take a NAP, I ended up waking up in the morning for work. 

Now from now on these are observations I made about my friends that annoyed me a little and I JUST took notice of. I may be a bit judgemental but I think we all are a little. I am not picky and I DO NOT get pissed off easily or annoyed but this really picked at me. 

1. one of my friends kept making childish comments; everytime someone had on somethign cool there would be a following remark “we shoul dget that”, “we are not cool enough”, “man we are lame”, “why didn;t we think of that”, “lets get that”, “I am goign to guy that” (keep in mind this is a sunday, therfore most business are closed.

2. I had this one friend whp also tried to be number one. Nw here is my thing, I believe in competition but this was all fun in my head, sorry didnt get the memo. We were all friends there. Why was there sucha  big deal about it. 

There are more but I would like to just leaev this post a happy one. 


1. Some things you can ony take in doses.

2. Stop looking on the ones around you, enjoy you first AT ALL TIMES

3. Make sure the whole group knows the meaning of team.

4. Make sure all teh friends know each other. 

5. No matter how old, you can do whatever.

6. It encouraged me to run more. 

7. Kids are adorable!

8. There are good kids!

9. Why give up now, keep on living!

10. A happy you makes a even happier environment !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

It was awesome. I would do it any other time.

Image<——— MY FAV COLOR! 😉 


I thought it’s when your in your teen years you feel the most emotional wreck but does it stop there?

When I was a teen I was cold and pretty heartless. I would be hurt but I got over in a quick minute. I was competitive but I was a good sport because I think having fun was such awesome time and losing was a experience to learn from and fix it.

I fear becoming complacent and leaving world to live my life.

Things have happened that I thought I would be over but at 21 I feel like it’s all coming back and now is the final time to either cleanse my mind or it will linger there forever. Where do we start where do we end?! What do we do?

Hung up

As time passes by.
He won’t pass with them.
He lingers in my thoughts and no matter how much I say it’s not as much anymore.
The fact remains I still like him a little.

I guess in my mind I have this itsy bitsy sprinkle of hope that the heavens will open and the earth will reform and we shall be in the same state, same city and maybe one day in each others arm.

He is perfect in my eyes and maybe that’s my flaw and his. Oh what a contradiction, being too perfect is the flaw HA!

I think he can do better than me but then again I don’t wish to put myself under the bus. Ludicrous right? But maybe being “real” is how I need to think.

And then what if I invest so much time on him, when to him I am just a mere thought, if any at all.

This crush is too huge just like the distance between us. He makes me smile and so do I him, well I think and hope.

How do Iget pass this crush?
All is welcomed…
It’s somewhat of a habit I’d like to break

My Island JAMAICA +

I am from Jamaica
And I must add
A very proud Jamaican at that

There is no country like mine but there are a few very similar.
The name I say proud as so do I wear the color and speak the dialect.

Like other lands, gigantic or small we have our flaws and the things that make out country stand out. But in a perfect world it would be a even playing field in my eyes, because I believe in complete and total equality.

But I have come to an understanding that it’s ain’t so.

The world is an uneven playing field, because there has to be conflict for progression. We have to lack something before we try to make another thing better. or create something new. And I don’t just refer to Jamaica but the world on a whole.

I want to go back and skylark in the backyards of my home town. But even on homeland there stands inequality and a lack of open minds.

My home isn’t grand like the lands of the eastern hemisphere, but rather small in area. But I feel if we work together we can get by and make it work for us. We shouldn’t have such huge differences in class for we are small in size. The superpowers of the world have their huge class gaps, some which I don’t agree with, but there are so huge that I am taken back by everything they do, just to maintain the calm.

I feel as a small nation we should work close by each other, and try to help our neighbors near or far. We shouldn’t watch as the next person is slowly slipping away, but instead reach out and lend a helping hand. I think understand class gaps and power elites and inequality overall, but with a country so small why should the gaps be such trenches, almost like sink holes that one can lose them self.

I can honestly talk from experience that once you can move up from one step or half a step higher than your previous status the feeling is great an I don’t deny that feeling, because I feel everyone should adhere some feeling of the sort.

But here comes by contradiction in a sense. It’s going to be a blabber but here goes. As I said before there is no level playing field. And as I say that I also add that happiness is relative. Let me see if I can explain that: each job, coming from the janitor who cleans the office to the receptionist who takes calls to the manager who oversee the franchise to the CEO the owner of the whole. Each role has to be filled for the company to work successfully but I am sure in each owns world there is a complaint and then there is happiness. But relatively speaking looking down or up on the next persons jobs assuming you have one of the ones I have named previously there can be no equal comparison because the job description is totally different.

I think we should all take a step back do what we do best because we love it or try to and help the others with whatever you can or may not be able to but it’s the thought that can matter sometimes. Not giving the material things so much value.

Bak to my original train of thought. Jamaica can be great but if we continue to fight for independence with just the few elites that lie in our big country and small island, we will never make progress and it will all be in vain. Repeated over and over again in words and actions. A team/country is a strong as its weakest link. Find truth in that and you can over see the obstacle and I don’t say this for others to look on that weakest link and try to be like them but rather help them so we can move ahead together in our different roles in society and unify.

Unity is strength so get up, stand up and help your brother.

Lend a helping hand. I want to go home one day and be happy and enjoy y country! I want others to find the joy an peace and happiness I find there whether visiting or to live. But Jamaicans have to look after their own and make do with what is there. And keeping moving up, united we stand and a same way we ago fall!