| Some 2K10 Goals by God's special grace n power |
- Paint entire house
- Set up entire downstairs including garage
- Reduce credit card debt by at least $2k
- Pay off any miscellaneous debt
- Most definitely get into a committed relationship
Most definitely send money to mom for a new car- Take time to develop relationships
- At least, 2 patents
- Aggresively work on developing iPhone App dev skills
- Create a webpage for DJing
- Expand my career breadth
- Visit London
- Join Toastmasters
- Create a will and a Power of Attorney 4 Healthcare
- Take complete control of soda drinking
- Work on taking a CPR class
SO, HELP ME GOD!
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| Some 2K7 Goals by God's special grace n power |
Finally buy some Nyja stocksGet a loaded Thinkpad or Sony VaioJoin MentorPlace n consistently mentorPut at least $2K in stocks apart from investment club contr. & 401kTake complete control of coffee
SO, HELP ME GOD!
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| Some 2K6 Goals by God's grace |
Have a white paper publishedWork on increasing payGet to the next band at workHelp renovate mom's placeGive mom n bro at least $*K each for weddingFinally visit Nyja!!!
Take a real estate class
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| My Videos |
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Go Getta. R. Kelly
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| Music I'm Feeling... |
- 2Face
- Ebenezer Obey
- KWAM 1
- Cassandra Wilson
- Pharell
- Ne-Yo
- T.O.K
- Don Moen
- D4L
- Teddy Pendergrass
- ColdPlay
- DMB
- Notorious B.I.G
- Delirious
- Dem Franchise Boyz
- Frank Sinatra
- Evanescence
- All-American Rejects
- Billie Holiday
- Seal
- Obesere
- KEM
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| Books I'm reading... |
Zero DebtThe Millionaire Next DoorThe Street Lawyer- African Women: Three Generations
- Communication, Sex & Money
- The J2EE Tutorial
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| Cities I Have Visited |
- ATL, GA
- Austin,TX
- Detroit, MI
- Houston, TX
- Charlotte, NC
- Corning, NY
- NYC, NY
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Wednesday, August 09, 2006
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It's the impact that matters.
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Word Up
When you love people and have the desire to make a profound, positive impact upon the world, then will you have accomplished the meaning to live.
~ Sasha Azevedo (American Actress, Athlete and Model)
It's amazing how you can get addicted to(or used to, depending on what term seems more suitable) something and not realize it. In most cases, these things are very simple and seemingly harmless activities. This weekend, I decided not to go out and party in any form and just relax on Friday and Saturday night. Mehn, it was tough. I guess I didn't realize how much I had gotten used to going to a bar or club every weekend pretty much since this year started. On Friday night, I had at least 3 friends/coworkers call me to see what was going on around and if I wanted to do something. Everyone of them wanted to be out. They tried to convince me to come out and were kind of surprised I wasn't doing anything. It was 1st Friday and there were 2 events among many others going on in town - Latino and then the typical HipHop 1st Fridays. 2 nice relaxed events usually packed with the some of the most decent and charming young working class people in the area. Mehn, why now! Why did I choose this weekend to just relax and not do jack socially! Hearing the justifications for coming out from one of my friends didn't help either, but mehhnnn, I had to just sit my butt down and do a more relaxed hangout. It took everything in me...for real!
Same thing on Saturday. Though I ended up going to a get-together (more like a hangout, so it was cool with me. just sit down, eat, watch Nyja music videos kind of stuff) and then tried getting into a spot on my way home. My good friend asked me to come out to nice place for $2. I was like, naaa. No plans to go out. Going home! Thanks. Then I thought about it. I will drive by the area and just say hi (that's the height of addiction right there). Pls! Say hi ko, say hi ni!!! I stopped by on my way home and the security guy said I couldn't come in cos I was wearing a white T-shirt. I was wearing my one and only - white FCUK logo tee. "What? Boy, it's not just a white T. It's designers mehn", I told the guy, bursting into laughter with him and my friend. Omo, I paid for this Tee. LOL! Anyway, I just thought to myself, "Wheeeew! Thank God! This will help me achieve my goal of just chilling all weekend." I just told the guy and my friend no qualms and left. Went home and straight to bed.
I got to say that it took everything in me not to go out. I couldn't believe it. I have always gone out a lot (I have a coworker friend that calls me Energizer), but always knew how to just chill too. In times past, as much as I went out, many weekends, I took the time out to chill alone with the lights off, :) just chilling on my sofa watching Gladiator, Usual Suspects or Kings of Comedy for the umpteenth time. But this time around, I realzied that I had been out every weekend this year so far apart from maybe once in which I travelled. I had gotten so used to it and my whole system just knew to go out every weekend. That's all it knew. It had become a habit. I remember hearing Mike Murdock say something once, "if you can do something everyday for 30 days, it will become a habit [and you will get used to it]." Absolutely true, I realized. Omo, one really has to watch the things that one does constantly before it beceomes a habit and becomes more difficult to stop. Got to keep it balanced...as usual.
Ok. Went to progressive beauty's dad's first sermon event on Sunday. Was there all day Sunday. Different experience (just like I like it) and loved it...for sure. It was a Southern Baptist church deep in the country. Very small town with probably much less than 3000 people. I have always seen and heard about the Southern churches on TV and in the movies. Mehn, they weren't lying at all. I meann...I've been to a couple already...in the cities, but apparently those were not the typical onces I had heard about or seen in the movies. This was the real deal. : ) The type in Kingdom Come movie and stuff. I mean, the typical black church with all the tantrums, wooden pews, white-clad old women with nice but very unique hats and hairstyles. It was amazing. I mean off-da-shiznee like Jerome says. From outside, it looked like the old-time white brick building from outside, with very nice interior. Wooden pews with families, mostly mothers and grandmothers seated with their kids on the pews, shouting, "Preach Pastor, Hallelluyah! Hallelluyah! Gloooorrrryy!!!" Many of the elders had on nice white attires - different styles. The ushers had on white dresses with belts in the middle (trench coat-like with the shoulder flaps) and white gloves. Many of the other ladies in the congregation had on gloves too. Just like I had always seen on TV. There was this old lady especially with white skirt suit and hat each lined with gold in the middle of the suit and around the hat with sparkling white gloves. And the tantrums and trances? All over! It was wild! One lady jumped up and down so hard during the praise, the floors (well-polished wooden floor) were actually vibrating. And I mean vibrating. I could feel them beneath my feet. Earthquake-like! Now, I knew I was definiely in the south. Finalllyyyy!!! The whole thing took me back to when I was a kid in Kerubu and Serafu (Cherubim and Seraphim) church in Nigera. The environment felt so amiable. Very friendly people. You just kind of felt welcomed. It was like one big family. They definitely epitomized the Southern Hospitality. Definitely had the best of time...all day!
One thing I have to acknowledge is their choir. As small as the church was (probably about 100 people or so), it was one of the best choirs I had ever heard in my whole life so far. I mean, it felt like heaven. WHAT!!! I mean.... It was immeasurably outstanding. In the morning, they had a male choir - phenomenal. In the evening, they had their mass choir. Ooooooh Looorrrrd, what can i say! The Alto, outstanding, Tenor, LIKE WHOW, the Soprano, my oh my, out-of-this-world. I mean....WHAT! Lil Jon must have gotten that phrase from the dazzling effect of the Southern Black choir's performance. Their voices were, indubitably, a perfect blend of absolute and undeniably untainted synchronous harmony. I don't know if that makes sense but mehn, I was dumbfounded listening to them. Nyja churches definitely need to catch this. I don't know how, but we need it for real.
Anywayz, by the end of the day, after listening to everyone at the reception, it really just got me thinking. The most important thing in life is the impact you make in other people's lives. Apparently, her dad was the whole town's dad and he had all these people that he had "raised" and made very positive impact on in the neighborhood, all grown up. They were all there. They all used to play with his daughters as kids. It was definitely a classic. Took me back home for sure. I wasn't surprised at all. From apparent observations, you could see that this guy LOVED people! It was even contagious. Besides the point, but him and his wife have been married for over 40 years (Unheard of, especially here in the US). The whole experience really just taught me to take the relationships I have very important, develop them and make positive impact in people's lives, no matter what. It definitely pays!
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posted by Just Thinking Out Loud!
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sounds like a proper chilled out one. white tshirts? gang modules? what you up to ;)
watched some southern baptist thing on tv a few weeks ago. tight organization. must be a joy to attend one of those.
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lol...i feel you on naija churches needing to catch some of that southern flava o...the stories that i could tell...hmmm...
we have this thing we say at my job...people may not remember you or your name but they will always remember how you made them feel...very very true...
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Hope your cool.
Have a beautiful weekend and maybe chill out again.
Get movies you've always wanted to see or hang out with your friend (the girl)
Anyway take care
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to obi:
In my white tees! : ) Na so I see am o!
Yea, it's definitely fun attending them.
to diamondhwawk:
i see u go to an African American church - Bishop Eddie Long or so. That's nice. Used to listen to him back in the good ol' days!
true that. they will always remember how u made them feel for sure.
to Nneka:
i dey try the chill out thing. it's cool after all these months. Thanks o! Have a wonderful weekend yourself too. Take am easy o! : )
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sounds like a proper chilled out one. white tshirts? gang modules? what you up to ;)
watched some southern baptist thing on tv a few weeks ago. tight organization. must be a joy to attend one of those.