♥▄ █ ▄♥ MUSIC AND ME(Part1) ♥▄ █ ▄♥

Hey Hey Hey!!!

Compliments of the season people!

:)

The holidays are finally here..Cool,huh?? Funny enough I aint feeling it as much as I used to when I was a kid. I guess I'm all grown now ;) 

Buh most of the tyme, we fail 2 recognize the real reson for the season. It's actually 2 celebrate the birth of our Saviour, Jesus Christ! AMAZING...yeh! Buh most of us(including me)  are so superficial about the whole thingie. We should look deeply in2 d meaning of Christmas and appreciate every bit of it.

Okay..dat's not what I actually wanna talk about..I'll save that for later ;)

"MUSIC" IS THE TOPIC FOR TODAY! 

 We just have to be really selective about what goes in2 our ears.(SEE NO EVIL, HEAR NO EVIL). The problem right now is with the music industry in this generation. Everyone is going all "WEIRD"...ki lo de?? It's not gettin funny..Actually, its far from funny...IT FREAKING CREEPS ME OUT!!! 

First of all, Rihanna started with her "Disturbia" Vid,..then Queen B nd her "SweetDreams" Vid...,JayZ's "Run this town" ... Gaga's freaky performance at the VMA's... RiRi's new album Rated R,..(now dat's just the height of creepy.) Her lyrics re sooo dark! It's like she really wants to prove to the world dat she's a "Good Girl Gone Bad". ...Like I read somewhere, there's nunn like a "Good Girl Gone Bad"...just a "Bad Girl Found Out"..hmmn, so maybe her inner "demon" had been waiting to just burst out..(nd it finally has)! Well...I've actually got nunn against RiRi..(okay maybe,I have--She stole my love(ChrisBrown..lol) 

Buh some other  artistes have got their own negative opinions concerning the latest trend in the industry.

Tiffany Evans (best known for her single “Promise Ring” ft. Ciara and her stint on Star Search)  took to her Twitter page on Wednesday morning to discuss the topic. She tweeted:

“Russian Roulette= Suicidal Rate gon sky rocket!

You gotta watch what u say. Because there are a lot of weak people in the world. They are susceptible to anything so anything you say or do some people actually do listen. So make sure its nothing bad. Its okay to be deep, but not murder deep.
Man! I really wish I could tell you guys what the industry really is and what stars are apart of destroying this world. The stars who worship satan,and those who have killed to get the respect they have now. You’d be verrrry surprised. Some of your favorite people pretend to worship God but they only do that to save face. Or seem innocent.

Satan was head of music in heaven. He uses influential people…to help influence the world. Think about that. Once u make a certain amount of money. Just know that that’s when they ask u to join. To get in you have accept the beast, worship. Once you join they assist u with ur career.make u huge.only if u agree and obey to destroy Gods word.and his children.
Ppl listen and pay attention. Its a war going on right now between Good and Evil. Evil will rule this world for a minute. The people that have this power are the people that RULE the whole world. I’m done I won’t say anymore before I get in trouble.”

Evan’s tweets are centered around the “rumored corruption and brainwashing that goes on behind the scenes of the entertainment industry, often referred to as a group called the Illuminati“.

(SOURCE)

Omarion also had his own views concerning this ish..

“I don’t personally know Rihanna’s beliefs but I think there’s a very dark and very sinister part of the entertainment business and I think it’s very visible,” he said. “This is something that a lot of people don’t look at [but for example] Michael Jackson used to be a Jehovah’s Witness and I remember hearing that he wanted to separate from the religion — and this was during the time that he was doing ‘Thriller’ [which ended up being] his biggest album.”

“Fast forward to now,” Omarion continued, “[and] it really made me think that there is a [time as an artist] where there’s going to be a choice. The [entertainment] world [dictates] that you have to be with three or four women, or do this in order to get that [and] I think it’s really interesting. With God and the industry, it’s really dark. The dark side is having to get in, there’s a certain submission you need to have. Just like a gang [initiation], so to speak. You might have to do something against your moral code. I’m not saying that it’s always this way, but when you’re someone that is young and you’re coming up in the industry and you really don’t have a grip on your morals it can be very dark. The game is just about over saturation.

“I don’t know if Rihanna [has fallen victim to those pressures]. I’ve never really heard her speak about it,” he said. “I hope that she doesn’t believe in that stuff and I don’t think that she does, but I don’t know. It’s not just been a Rihanna thing, [there's has been religious speculation] about a lot of artists.”

-SOURCE

I'm still a big fan of Queen B tho'....even my mum is!...lol. RiRi is still on my #HateList cuz she stole C.B from me :P...lol.. Aii, jokes apart...I really don't like her decision to join the darkside. I even heard some other stuff about JayZ, Kanye, Lil' Wayne, Madonna..etc They're sooo many! And they're  the ones making it big in Music these days.

Buh, we know nothing, God knows everything. So, we just need his help in overcoming the devil's plans. I really can't judge no one. We leave the judgements to God.

So, that's it for now Blogsville.

Thanks for the tyme yhu spent in reading this. We all pray for God's directions all the time.

Till next time,

God Bless!

nd

Happy Holidays!!

:)

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THE DIAGNOSIS

Hey Bloggsville!!!
Whatit do?!!!


I've not been medically aiight for a while now....buh, thankfully, I'm gettin better.


First of all, my tooth developed a hole. This is the fourth time it's  happening..I've actually taken out 3 teeth. I really don' t know why I'm always plagued with such tooth problems, cuz my oral hygiene is very sound. Peeps even complain dat I take care of my teeth like I'm goin for an "Oral-Hygiene" contest(....dat's if dere's anyfin lyk dat..). My dad told me that it might be a hereditary thingie, cuz my grandad(paternal) had such tooth-issues as well. I keep wondering why I had tuh be the one tuh "inherit" such kinda crap. None of my siblings has ever had a tooth problem. It's so sad dat I had tuh be d one tuh experience  the BullSh*t..kmt..If yhu've ever had such an issue,yhu'll definitely understand what I'm talking about nd why I'm whining so much.
I tell yha, IT'S HELL!!! 
The dentist's is d worst place to visit on this planet. OMG!!...The  experience is soo terrible dat sumtymes I dream about it...lol..okay I'm just kidding..buh seriously,..every visit I take to d dentist ends up being a very memorable one. I dont even want to go into details!

Then secondly, just last week, I was diagnosed with GINGIVITIS..yeh...I was!
Don't mind d terms I'm using jor...."diagnosed" kor..The "diagnosed" is now making it sound like I've got a deadly disease..kmt...
Gingivitis is just an inflammation of the gums.. My gums were a lil bit swollen nd they hurt real bad. Sadly, that was the Sallah period (when dere was sufficient meat, buh I just couldn't) :( sooo sad! 
buh thankfully,it was just a mild case. I was able to treat it before it progressed to d horrible phase.
If gingivitis is left untreated, it could lead to PERIODONTITIS!...Now, dat's no joke! Periodontitis is one hell of a gum disease. It could cause all d patient's teeth to become loose nd eventually,dey all fall off. SCARY SH*T MEHN!!!


Then thirdly,...just like 3 days ago, I came up with influenza. "BLAME IT ON THE HARMATTAN!" It was horrible, buh its all gud now :D


I was able to get through this cheerfully because of God, my family nd my BESTFRIEND. He was always there to listen to my complaints, and even if he couldn't do anything about it, I just kept on complaining to him...nd he just kept on cheering me up! :D The bestest friend ever(he's actually God-sent)!


Now I feel really drowsy 'cause of the expectorant I took a few minutes ago. It's for one silly cough that started today...kmt... buh I'ld be sound in no tyme :)


Well, blogsville....this is where I gotta go!
nd yeh, thanks for listening to my "complaints" as well....y'all made my day! :)


P.S I'M SORRY 'BOUT THE TITLE OF THE POST...I DDNT HAVE ANY TITLE IN MY HEAD ND THIS WAS WHAT POPPED OUT...lol

Two is better than one ♫♫

Hey y'all!!!


As I told yhu earlier on,..I wasnt gonna leave yhu guyz again..see,I'M BACK!
Okay..nun'n news-worthy has really happened sha.
I'm just facing sum emotional battles rite now.
Its really tough,buh God's my strength...nd I knowI'ld be able tuh pull rite thru wifout stress.


Right now, I'm in love with "Two is better than one"..yeh..It's a song ♫♫..
By a band I'm gradually falling in love with: BOYS LIKE GIRLS!..
I totally luhv dat group nd deir new album,LOVE DRUNK!!
I always sleep off with their songs playing continuously and repeatedly through my headphones...deir songs re UHH-MAZING!!!

Okay..I'm not feeling really good rite now..Im still kinda sad abwt a lil ish dat's goin on in my lyfe rite now.
I guess apart from God, music is my only source of joy!...so I've gotta go nd indulge myself in an unhealthy dose of non-stop ROCK nd R'nB....(Love songs generally)..cuz dats d cause of my supposed emotional meltdown..(LOVE)..
and I'm totally hating it...
I'd never actually been "knocked down" by love..I guess dis is my first tyme, so Ive gotta handle it lyk a tough Martian!


So farewell peeps,
I'ld be back soon tho'


nd if need be,I might give y'all d whole gist!...."might"...


*weak smile*


x.o.x.o

That freaky 4-letter word! ♥

Hey peeps!!
How hv y'all been doing??


Mehn,..I can see a lotta cobwebs all over my blog...I'm serious....lol..I cant remember the last tyme I came in here..Okay, I can buh when I say "I cant remember",.. I mean, Its been a really long while!!!!


Buh, I'm back...not lyk I'm back wif a lotta stuff tho',.buh just sit tight nd get ready for wat Imma "bring on"...
(lyk im "bringin on" sumfin big....its just my boring, un-eventful life jor!, dont mind me)


Okay, lets begin wif err'fin dat has been goin on in my lyf while I was away.
Well, I really dunno how to start, buh here it goes;


I'm in L♥ VE!!..Yeah!!..I said it!!>...I'm in love with Taylor Lautner!! That hawtiee from The Twilight Saga..nd I'm so pissed dat he'z goin out wif Taylor Swift. She not a bad match for him tho', buh I guess I'ld have been the Perfect Match!!..h3h3.


lol...Just jokes,..lyk duhhh,..Who isnt in love wif him??!! I'm sure dere 're a billion other teenagers dat are dying to sit next to him at d movies or at a game. Buh, I guess Taylor Swift is just d luckiest teen rite now. I just hope dey stay together....


HEY!!! Why d heck am I talking 'bout sum1 else's "love-life" when I have mine to talk about??!!!..


Okay, seriously speaking, love hasnt really been a word that existed in my world. Like, for real!!!...The idea of a guy tellin' a girl dat he luhved her (nd vice versa) was just total BULL!!! I just felt that the word..(dat freaky 4 letter word) was totally devalued cuz of the way ppl used it without actually meaning it. 


Another annoying part of err'fin is when a guy always wants to be "more than a friend". Why cant we just be close budds nd forget about delving into the "mysterious world of Love"..lyk 4 real!! They always want something more. No matter how much you try to let then know, they keep on "pressing hard". That's really annoying. It's even a lot harder if we 're both really close, cuz I wont want to make him feel bad lyk, break his heart or sumfin...duhhh, I have a conscience.


And what's worse than that is if you have more than one of those kinda guys as friends and dey re all pressing,..DANG!!! Its freaking annoying!


Buh in my case, out of all those guys, dere's one I actually really like!..hmmmn...not love yet oh!
I guess love would later come into the picture, buh for now, imma just kip it on the low...
nd unlike the others, he doesn't "press hard", dat's One thing I really lyk 'bout him..(One thing out of a thousand others)....Imma kip the rest to maself, I hope dat's aiit wif yhu..lol..
:)


♥ 


Alright, I've gat to go now...I'm feeling really sleepy *Yawn*...
I'ld be back tho',...really soon.

I promise,I wont leave y'all like I did before..


*Cross my heart*


Ciao!!


x.0.x.0
♥ 

HE HEARS IT!!!

Yhu may not know,
Buh it is absolutely true:
With each heartbeat;
Yhur heart is calling: 'God, God!' 
Yhu may not hear it;
Buh God Himself definitely hears


YHUR HEART'S CRY!.

I'M FLYING!! I'M FLYING!!!

Hey Y'all!!
♥ 
I just wanted to share this story wif yhu guyz. It really touched me and I hope it does the same to you as well.


There was a little boy who was raised in an orphanage.

The little boy had always wished that he could fly like a bird. It was very difficult for him to understand why he could not fly. There were birds at the zoo that were much bigger than he, and they could fly. "Why can't I?" he thought. "Is there something wrong with me?" he wondered.

There was another little boy who was crippled. He had always wished that he could walk and run like other little boys and girls. "Why can't I be like them?" he thought.

One day the little orphan boy, who had wanted to fly like a bird, ran away from the orphanage. He came upon a park where he saw the little boy, who could not walk or run, playing in the sandbox.

He ran over to the little boy and asked him if he had ever wanted to fly like a bird.

"No," said the little boy who could not walk or run. "But I have wondered what it would be like to walk and run like other boys and girls."

"That is very sad," said the little boy who wanted to fly. "Do you think we could be friends?" he said to the little boy in the sandbox.

"Sure," said the little boy.

The two little boys played for hours. They made sand castles and made really funny sounds with their mouths. Sounds which made them laugh real hard. Then the little boy's father came with a wheelchair to pick up his son. The little boy who had always wanted to fly ran over to the boy's father and whispered something into his ear.

"That would be OK," said the man.

The little boy who had always wanted to fly like a bird ran over to his new friend and said, "You are my only friend and I wish that there was something that I could do to make you walk and run like other little boys and girls. But I can't. But there is something that I can do for you."

The little orphan boy turned around and told his new friend to slide up onto his back. He then began to run across the grass. Faster and faster he ran, carrying the little crippled boy on his back. Faster and harder he ran across the park. Harder and harder he made his legs travel. Soon the wind just whistled across the two little boys' faces.

The little boy's father began to cry as he watched his beautiful little crippled son flapping his arms up and down in the wind, all the while yelling at the top of his voice,

"I'M FLYING, DADDY. I'M FLYING!"


This story made me realize that in making your dream come true, you can also make someone else's dream come true!!  
♥ 

THANKS FOR YOUR TIME!!

It had been some time since Jack had seen the old man. College, girls, career, and life itself got in the way. In fact, Jack moved clear across the country in pursuit of his dreams. There, in the rush of his busy life, Jack had little time to think about the past and often no time to spend with his wife and son. He was working on his future, and nothing could stop him.

Over the phone, his mother told him, "Mr. Belser died last night. The funeral is Wednesday."

Memories flashed through his mind like an old newsreel as he sat quietly remembering his childhood days.

"Jack, did you hear me?"

"Oh sorry, Mom. Yes, I heard you. It's been so long since I thought of him. I'm sorry, but I honestly thought he died years ago," Jack said.

"Well, he didn't forget you. Every time I saw him he'd ask how you were doing. He'd reminisce about the many days you spent over 'his side of the fence' as he put it," Mom told him.

"I loved that old house he lived in," Jack said.

"You know, Jack, after your father died, Mr. Belser stepped in to make sure you had a man's influence in your life," she said.

"He's the one who taught me carpentry," he said. "I wouldn't be in this business if it weren't for him. He spent a lot of time teaching me things he thought were important... Mom, I'll be there for the funeral," Jack said.

As busy as he was, he kept his word. Jack caught the next flight to his hometown. Mr. Belser's funeral was small and uneventful. He had no children of his own, and most of his relatives had passed away.

The night before he had to return home, Jack and his Mom stopped by to see the old house next door one more time.

Standing in the doorway, Jack paused for a moment. It was like crossing over into another dimension, a leap through space and time.

The house was exactly as he remembered. Every step held memories. Every picture, every piece of furniture... Jack stopped suddenly.

"What's wrong, Jack?" his Mom asked.

"The box is gone," he said.

"What box?" Mom asked.

"There was a small gold box that he kept locked on top of his desk. I must have asked him a thousand times what was inside. All he'd ever tell me was 'the thing I value most,'" Jack said.

It was gone. Everything about the house was exactly how Jack remembered it, except for the box. He figured someone from the Belser family had taken it.

"Now I'll never know what was so valuable to him," Jack said. "I better get some sleep. I have an early flight home, Mom."

It had been about two weeks since Mr. Belser died. Returning home from work one day Jack discovered a note in his mailbox. "Signature required on a package. No one at home. Please stop by the main post office within the next three days," the note read.

Early the next day Jack retrieved the package. The small box was old and looked like it had been mailed a hundred years ago. The handwriting was difficult to read, but the return address caught his attention.

"Mr. Harold Belser" it read.

Jack took the box out to his car and ripped open the package. There inside was the gold box and an envelope. Jack's hands shook as he read the note inside.

"Upon my death, please forward this box and its contents to Jack Bennett. It's the thing I valued most in my life." A small key was taped to the letter. His heart racing, as tears filling his eyes, Jack carefully unlocked the box. There inside he found a beautiful gold pocket watch.

Running his fingers slowly over the finely etched casing, he unlatched the cover. Inside he found these words engraved:

"Jack, Thanks for your time! -Harold Belser."

"The thing he valued most...was...my time."

Jack held the watch for a few minutes, then called his office and cleared his appointments for the next two days. "Why?" Janet, his assistant asked.

"I need some time to spend with my son," he said. "Oh, by the way, Janet... thanks for your time!"

A lotta peeps don't actually know how valuable a little bit of their time could be to those they share it with...

Who knows?!,..just a little time you spend with someone just listening to the person's troubles, or listening to the person's achievements, or even learning from the person could mean the whole world to the person!

So spend a little time with someone, and you could make a lasting imapact in the person's life.

THANKS FOR THE TIME YOU SPENT IN READING THIS!!

Luhv Y'all!!

okkk...

Yeah,..this is my first post!

I really don't have much to say

...or should I say "I really don't have anything to say"..for now though.

Buh when I return, Imma come back with a megablast of the Force!!

Till then,

MAY THE FORCE BE WITH Y'ALL!

xxxpeace!!xxx