Self identity

So I took this online self Identity test. Umm I dunno maybe it has some good points about me. Apparently I am a warrior? Umm I guess I dunno.

Warrior Identity

Confident, competitive, and analytical, you are a fierce and steady protector of your friends, family, and all things you hold dear. You're extremely ambitious, targeted, and determined—almost to a fault of being self-centered—and are an undeniable force of industriousness.
While you're logical, orderly, and respect the rules you're much more assertive and always ready to dive into action or conflict. Because you prefer to be somewhat isolated, you tend to have few very good friends, but these friends definitely count on you whenever there's a task to be done with precision.
STRENGTHS
• Confident
• Focused
• Independent
WEAKNESSES
• Harsh
• Impulsive
• Insensitive
Location on the cognitive-emotional spectrum your personality reflects your strong emotional sense of confidence. Your style of thinking tends to be more left-brained— logical, sequential, rational, and objective.
Attractions
Your perfect opposite is a nurturing and creative Lover. With a gift for art and mystery, Lovers share a deeper meaning and vision of the world
Creative, intuitive, and deeply caring, Lover's minds and spirits are open and capable of expressing deep meaning in the world. They represent the artists and idealists of society—the romantics, the insightful poets and writers, the musicians and painters, the fools who make us laugh with joy—and their gifts of art and mystery resonate powerfully. Lovers sometimes lack the ability to speak up and stand their ground, and have a tendency to be passive and introverted.
Advice for Warrior
"Give up the battle to win the war:" Dare to be occasionally weak to be seen as "real" to others and find that enemies can become friends if you let them have a bit of the power.

Spring

I really like the spring marks a new beginning. I so enjoyed the weather today it was rejuvenating like none other. I felt like superman being healed by the sun. Hope everyone else enjoyed it as well!

Will bananas prevent HIV?

I saw this article and found extremely interesting hope that research continues to be done on HIV. Will bananas prevent HIV? What do yall think? If anyone is even actually reading this haha.

Spiritual Search

I have always thought of myself as a spiritual person. I was baptized in a Baptist church but grew up in a Methodist church. I now feel myself not fulfilled by my church and I am searching to learn more about religion it self and other major religions. I hope that can be my journey to continue learning about the major religions. I hope to do that threw the lens of a mind set that I learn from everyone and I can offer enlightenment too in some respect. Currently I am practicing self-denial, prayer, penitence, and almsgiving during this season of Lent. I am still working on penitence and almsgiving because I have not taken the time to understand these parts of the Season of Lent. And my work schedule has made it difficult to give to or to volunteer to charity even though I one week I signed up but could make because I got called in for a job. This Year during Lent I have given up alcohol, red meat, and the infrequent porn site. Denying myself these pleasures I took pleasure in before have been an eye opening experience for me in that I don't occupy my free time with those pleasures. I have spent more time self reflecting not only to better myself but to how I could serve others in my daily adventures.I am far from putting these goals of a better person and serving others into actions. I am not sure if all this self denial and knowledge about religion will be helpful or beneficial later. Maybe it is just a phase I am going through. But hopefully I can continue this journey after lent of serving others and bettering myself with learning about my religion and other major religions and practices to possibly understand life better.

Health starts with food

I am so passionate about healthier food options in low income areas. I hope that the government could focus money in a way that subsidize the elements in the food pyramid proportionally for the optimal health of individuals. Take a look Another View of Why You're Fat

Yelawolf and B.o.B

Here is Yelawolf and B.o.B performing at Old Smith Bar. I been following these two artists for the past year. I am so proud to support local ATL music.

Breezing through Life

I was cleaning up my room the other day and ran across an old English class project I did back in high school.The task was to pick a style/ rhyme pattern and write. I choose the simplest one AABB. It is one of my first poems. It was written on 3/4/2000. It a very interesting thing to look back on work you have written, especially 10 years ago. I mean geez I was 14 yrs old. Ok here it is.

For he is an old soul trapped in a sinful body
Sedrick’s life came and went and he was not a noddy
The 29th of April he brought into this world
Not eager, not excited, he was glad he wasn’t a girl

Princess and Etienne were his mom and dad
At Grady Hospital they were glad
They were not together very long
Divorce was coming that was wrong

At about five his grandmother died
Everyone but him bowed down and cried
He remembers his grandmother when she was alive
He has never forgot his grandmother since age five

He lived a happy life as an only child
He was very bright and nurtured for a while
But evil lies in every heart unnoticed to everyone
But good was greater than it and always won

He lived in Fulton County a place he loved very much
His preschool across the street and his teacher was Dutch
In walking distance everything was just across the street
His family ate and shopped in the same place but they listen to a different beat

He lived in Morris Mill
When he would sleep, everything was still
In his apartments he played with everyone and everyone played with him
They ran around, played Nintendo, and even used to swim

He rode the school bus everyday
In the back was where the big kids used to play
He was very little when he sat down
He would try everyday but his feet never touched the ground

His bus passed over a bridge in the street
It was hit from the back and crash was not neat
Everyone was screaming up and down the aisle
One boy’s neck was cut open and he was bleeding for a while

This accident was on TV
He would remember the accident but only what he could see
His mom came to the accident
She picked him up and off they went
Life was short there he lived there for 5 to 6 years he thinks
The next thing he knows he’s moving in two or three weeks
He would being skipped from Kindergarten to the 5th grade
But the memory of this class he went to everyday seem to fade

Although he was very smart there was more he wanted to know
He liked nature and wanted to be a viceroy
First grade in a new school came along
He learned the ABC’s and a new song

He did not have many friends in this new school
He had only one friend named Redel who acted like a fool
The chicken pox claimed his whole class
He was a victim of this great contagious mass

He likes to play Nintendo a lot
He had the blaster gun and the game where the ducks got shot
He liked Mario Borthers 1, 2, and 3
He loved when Mario had a star and got invincibility

In the second grade he was part of the crew
The traffic light in the Cafeteria went off when we got loud too
Mrs. Stanford was his teacher for a year
When she got mad she caused great fear

It was third grade he went through
And cursive he learned too
There were many problems curving lines
But after a while his writing seemed fine

Sedrick never played any sports at this time
He was heathly and not must continue this rhyme
Baggy pants were the style
No one knew this style was going to be here a while

Then came Sega Genesis
Sonic the Hedgehog and Dr. Robotnik his evil nemesis
Street Fighter came out with Ryu and Ken
The object of the game was to beat M. Bison and win

4th grade came along with no fear
But there were obstacles this year
He learned many things form Mr. Bouquette
So many skills attained he will never regret


He wrote stories this quarter
Everyone came from his imagination without any order
But his stories were not yet up to perfection
He went back to every one and did he corrections

Fifth grade would be the last year in elementary
Also in 5 years he would start a new century
In his science class they did many experiments
These experiments took skill and good judgment

Field Day was a day for which he could not wait
But too bad he sprained he ankle and could not participate
He watched the whole day pass in despair
He was sitting down resting his ankle in a chair

How he was going to be in new place
He’s now in the M to M program and a new school he must face
At Henderson he would be in the 6th grade
And his school records that were supposed to be sent were delayed

He started to enjoy his new surroundings
But his math grades were not astounding
This would be his first and last year in this school
He graduated with a president’s award and that was very cool

He was going to the new school down the street
He would spend 7th and 8th grade there and new friends he must meet
He was accepted into the Magnet program now
In his new class playing was not allowed

This year he would train to be on next’s year’s football team
The competition he would face is unlike what it seemed
His training would pay off this upcoming year
In the first game of the season he was struck with fear.

This was the first time he had ever run the ball
And the other team’s player’s had to be at least 6ft tall
Henderson vs. Peachtree was the best game of the season
He made two game saving touchdowns that’s the reason

This was his first touchdown of the year
Everyone was happy for him and the principal cheered
Nicos also scored two touchdowns that day
Even though they lost, in his mind they won he would say


Field Day was an awaited event
It was filled with excitement
He would go on that day to win the 50 yard dash
He was the only one to set a school record from his class

The end of the year had finally come
He would miss his teachers but only some
Some of his friends went to Tucker he doesn’t know why
But to Henderson Middle he must say goodbye

Now he is going to Lakeside
While he is at Lakeside he has learned about riptides
The football team this year was not good
But next year’s team will play as they should

He is trying to finish this autobiography
But it is really hard to find the right photography
Also another obstacle he must overcome is to rhyme
If he waits any longer he is going to run out of time

Mrs. Asher is the homework Queen
A day without homework is unseen
But he has learned a lot from this class
He has learned to reduce air pollution by using lead-free gas

Mrs. Sanders’ class is really tough
It he doesn’t make good grades things at home will get rough
He has to make amends with his soul
This is and will be his goal

This autobiographical poem has finally finished
He has said all that could be said and now he must diminish
His life has just begun and there’s a lot to be done
He will hope and pray that he will have fun.

Young Man Grown Man

I have been recently been working on a poem about men and love. The inspiration has stemmed from personal deficiencies and from the corny but nostalgic romantic comedies I watch from time to time (When Harry met Sally, Death and Sex 101, Knocked Up, 40 yr old Virgin, etc.) And from my interest in watching people and their behaviors especially when it involves attraction, love, and the relationships men and women form. It is the most interesting poem I have written so far and also the longest one. I aim to explore and learn in the process of writing this poem. I hope to explore the male perspective on love and the difficulties that come with expressing this emotion. I probably will talk about women too cause what's a conversation about love without women. Anyway this is the first bit of it.

Young man Grown man, Do you know what love is?
What is that feeling?
Having never been taught to love but I didn’t question holding it in
Recipes for men often come incomplete made to seem simple blend
Leaving the cake to bake itself no love no yeast to rise
Like making a plant water itself underneath a cloudless sky
Free passes we are given
One for each and every not learning till it is ultimately necessary
Or after several broken hearts whether ours or theirs
Young man Grown man You do not own their heart
Your are given it
Wrap it in loyalty inspired by respect and affection

Can we pretend from now on that there is no yesterdays

If yesterday did not exist
Regret would be an unnecessary winter coat
On this escalator I hope to not look back
So I wince as hard as I can
Because I hear the world collapsing and pain colliding,
But while my eyes tear, I don’t cry
Trust bonds our hearts and hands brothers, sisters, lovers, mothers, and friends
I reach, clinch, and hope to embrace what was once
Leaving it, I don’t look back
Can we just start from here?
Distance whispers “can we pretend from now on that there is no yesterday?

Every glimpse back whips welts against my back
Amnesia is an unfortunately necessary ointment
To past actions that are less than popular complements
Applied to the mind like repainting sections on canvas
My painter’s hands stained with amnesia
where am I? and what was when?
But Ambition hopes without sunsets,
Causing my pocket-size flux capacitor light to start flashing
Scales for hands try to weigh future decisions
While eye shut confidence guides my next step
Eye witnesses question what is this “walk an unseen path concept?”
My escalator has no stairs
In Search of the Holy Grail this is the last crusade
How did he get from here to there with no hand rails?

What is now if there never was a then?
It is a possibility with a deficiency
It is a potential without passion
Lets re-learn to love, lets re-learn to live
Never to recall, never to remember but maybe we can forgive