Thursday, November 19, 2009

I miss Jamaica.

I was on youtube watching a few videos. At first I started watching Kirk Franklin videos. Then I saw a video clip of him in concert in Jamaica. Then at the sidebar I saw a video that said, 'violoence in Jamaica, Jamaica's most wanted.' I watched it, and remembered what it was like. Anybody from Jamaica would remember Joel Andem. This was before 2003. I mean this guy was a sick and twisted individual. And he had a group of followers that called themselves The Andem Warriors. I mean this guy and his people were in the hills, killing people. And I would never forget the raw video footages the police got a hold of from them. I mean these people were slaughtering cows. This one guy choked the cow, and slit its throat with a machete. How mentally ill must you be to find that pleasing? That was some sick shit. And I mean people were scared to go up to those hills.

Enough about the bad.
More about the good.

After watching that , I saw a video titled Downtown Kingston Part II. Basically it's a video tour of downtown kingston Jamaica.
While the guy was recording, and his music was playing, I noticed that I was listing every store that would show up. I remembered this photo place, then the next thing that came to me was Tastees (a patty restaurant in Jamaica.) Then I started remembering eating cheese patty, cocoa bread, and a bottle of Ting grapefruit. Those were the days. Nobody could beat Tastees patty. And I mean, me just sitting there watching that video. I realized that I took advantage of it. I miss my home so much. I miss my family, and the food. I miss my aunts, my cousins. I miss going to Coronation Market. Oh my, I'm going way back with this one. I remember my parents waking us up at 5 in the morning, to reach the market by 5:30 am. Those were the days. It's been close to 3 years since I haven't visited. And on my next visit, I want Leonson to come with me. He says he's Jamaican, (but really) he isn't. He was born there, but he doesn't know anywhere there. So my goal is to show him around. Not just Kingston, but the other parishes also. My favorite parishes are Trelawny and St. Ann. Trelawny, because my God-mother took us to the country, and for the time that we were there, we had nothing but Jamaican Jelly. And St. Ann because of my favorite beach, Dunn's River Falls. It's sad to say that the last time I've been there was back in 2004. Sad, I know.
Jamaica - Only the best is good enough.

Sunday, November 15, 2009

Congratulations to Edelle and Kashmar.

Edelle gave birth to a 7lb 12oz baby girl at 1:50 something this evening. Couple hours later Kashmar sent me a picture of the newborn. She is so adorable, with a little beanie on hew head. Everything sounds good, because I could hear her crying in the background. Edelle and baby Kashaya is doing well. And Kashmar, he's ecstatic.

Saturday, November 14, 2009

Wierd Dream this morning.

I dreamt that I was involved with NASA. I don't like anything involving space, and personally I think the government is wasting a lot of money on it. I'm not talking about couple thousand dollars here, but millions, or even billions of dollars. I don't see why they want to find out if there is life on other planets.............................


Anywho, in my dream, NASA came to me, and told me that they needed me. So I told them that I would think about it. I thought they wanted me to go outer space to view everything. I told them I would do it, and they set the day and time I would depart. On the day of my departure, my mom asked me if I really wanted to do it. I told her yes. Then she asked me if I'm OK with walking on me the moon. I was shocked, and pissed, because nobody told me that I would be walking on the damn moon. I have no interest whatsoever. But it was already too late. I was going take off in less than 30 minutes. So I did what I knew best; I hid. Nobody could find me, and I heard them say the mission was off. Then a few minutes later, my brother found me. I bribed him, but he wouldn't budge. Eventually I had to go, because they said I signed a contract. And that was it. I woke up when I was in the space shuttle about to take off.



I got up to check my mail, and this is what google had.

Click on the picture, and see what comes up.

Hmm, wierd uh?

Thursday, November 12, 2009

In College News.

I'm so happy. I just got an admission letter from one of the schools of my choice. And I'm happy to say that I got accepted. When I was applying, I could only choose 3. because only 3 schools carried my major. One was all the way in Brooklyn. It's the best out of the three. But let's be honest. That commute to Brooklyn, on a train. That is way too much. I'll get sick of it, within a month. And the other was in Manhattan. I mean it's well-known for its sciences, but they are the type to only accept half of your credit. So I'm very happy that I got accepted to this school. I mean it's so close to home. that's the best part. I don't understand why as soon as teens graduate from school they want to go away for college. I was never that type. If that happened, I would have been a mediocre student. I wouldn't be able to reach the expectations my loved ones made for me.

In Basketball News.

Miami Heats and the Cleveland Cavaliers played tonight. It must have been awkward for Shaq and Wade. It was funny to see them go against each other. But at the same time, Shaq and LeBron do make a good team. You have an excellent 3 point shooter, and a dunker. That could never go wrong, 20 seconds left in the 4th quarter, and they keep going to commercial.
Oh wow, Jermaine O'Neil got traded to the Heats, I did not know that. It's been quiet awhile since I sit down and watch the games back to back. Cavaliers won, 111, and the Heats lost, 104.

P.S. Lakers and Phoenix is playing now. Oh yea, Steve Nash and Kobe Bryant is going at it.
Lakers is leading by 6 so far. Hope they keep it up.

I forgot to blog about this.

Approximately 9:00p.m. two nights ago, The DC Sniper (John Allen Muhammad), was executed by lethal injection. It was back in late 2002 in Washington, where he and his son did this terrible act. I know what they did was wrong. I mean who are they to take people lives. And for the government to come to a conclusion for him to die by lethal injection, they are just as bad. I believe that if you do a crime, you should do the time. And execution is only an escape. They should have made him suffer in jail, just like his son.

I forgot to mention that they gave him a choice. Meaning he had to pick how he wanted to die. The two were, lethal injection or electrocution. He declined to choose, so under state law, the method defaults to lethal injection.

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Veterans Day.

Today is Veteran's day, and I went to school. Yep, school. CUNY celebrates Columbus Day, but not Veteran's Day. Wow, no regards for it whatsoever. I've been thinking about the war since yesterday. This war has been going on before I even came here to live. It's been over six years now, but yet it's still happenning. Soldiers are still fighting, more are being sent overseess. I really don't understand why this is still going on. You know what I would like to see? I would like to see the government children go to war and fight for their country. They're sending other parents' children to war, why not send yours.
The soldiers have been fighting for so long, that they don't even remember what they're fighting for.
The saddest part is when their time is up. They return to their home dead, or have some sort of psychological problem.
This war needs to end very soon. It has taken enough innocent lives already.
About last year this time, my school had a showcase. The showcase was about the war, the soldiers and the Iraqi civilians. When I entered the showcase, all I saw was shoes. Deceased children, parents and soldiers shoes. The thing that nearly got me teary-eyed was seeing the majority of baby shoes. Along with each shoes, came information on what took place. One of the information I kept on reading was,.....................................
how the child was playing, and saw something that looked like a toy, and therefore he/she picked it up. Not realizing that it was a bomb.