Home

Sometimes i give an intro before a poem sometimes i dont, but i just wanted to say that this poem was inspired at the thought of that place, that ONE place for everyone where they are entirely in the comfort zone. the place where they are the most happy and where they feel most them-self... newhooo leave comments lemme kno what you think

Home

In the beginning

God created the Heavens,

The Earth,

And Here

Here is where the soul got rest,

And the body, a vacation.

It's where every breath was a, breath

And there was an everlasting patience.

It's where soft sudden winds blow

Sweet melodies in my ear

And lullaby me into perfection

It was perfect.

As I lay on the ground and warmth met my skin

I looked into the never-ending sky and smiled,

Because Here,

Here is where I want to be.

Here is where the scent of apple pie tickled my nose

Flew down and made me hungry,

But not hungry enough to want it

Hungry enough to remember,

To remember all the memories kept Here.

You see Here,

Here I remember grandma smiling

As she handed me a gift.

I remember kickball, red rover and freeze tag.

And Here, I can see my mother

Crying happy tears as I opened my first acceptance letter

I can see it now "It is my pleasure to inform you of your acceptance into the class of 2012"

Here was home

But home is not a house tou see,

It can be,

But home,

Home is where you take it

It can be the waterfalls of Niagara,

The beaches of Miami

Or even here.

See?

Home is where you make it

Home is a place just for you.

In the beginning 

God created the Heavens,

The Earth,

And Home.

I'm back, I'm back, I'm cool..

KK so i've been type MIA but i'm back now. I had a crazy week aka "hell week". My first FISTS performance on saturday was supper dupper awesome. I loved it lots and lots. I was maddd nervous and messed up a lil but hey thats life and it was funn.. yea.. like this past week.. probably one of the most tiring week of my life.. Soo much homework, two midterms, late practices every night, six hours practices... but in then end im guesssing it was all worth it even if we didn't win. 

boy oh boy... but i guess my first competition is one that i'm going to remember for very long time...

NEWHOOO

i have a new babyy Godson!!

Kendrick Jayce Crichlow was born on October 22, 2008

yayyyyy finalllly!

Jessica's stomach was gettin sooooo huge! 

newhoo he's out and he's precious and he's my Itty Bitty

Its soo crazy to see him like out here and alive when he was in the stomach for so long

I don't know about you but the whole pregnancy thing amazes me...

like.. theyre sooo small like centimeters... and they're just tissue...

then they get a heart beat but theyre still like an inch long... like iono

then the come out the womb and they smile, the look around, the cough, the recognize voices... theyre like little ppl.. itsss greaatt :-)

If you didnt know, i want to be and OB/GYN later in life...

and i was seriously considering changing that the past couple of weeks because the school is soo hard and discouraging... 

but then i see lil Kendrick and my niece Jordyn and im reminded why i feel in love with the profession in the first place...

I want to be apart of one the the most important, if not THEE most important, instance of life.

i wanna help bring babies into the world..

i love to see them develop.. in the womb.. and out..

its great. and Jordyn and Kendrick are great.. love them both <3

newhooooooo ima be back on my grind... blog, school, and God wise

peaceee

quote it upppppp

"Lord I know not what do, but to keep my eyes fixed on you."

booohisss.. the week has the upmost potential to SUCK! :-)

but... ima do my very best to make it a suppper duppper week cuz i had an awesomeeee weekend 

parties

BC over VT (yaaaaaa... so coldest night EVER!)

chill time

and empty room (dnt get me wrong theres nothing wrong with el roomie... its just that theres barley any down/silent time here... so its just nice to have that ya kno?)

yup yup goood times

but Red Sox lost which is NAHT so great but oh well it was good while it lasted. ill still love big papi :-)

newhoooo

soo theres sumthin that has been heavy on my mind... and i never had to deal with it in such proportions until i came here to BC...

ive never been one for drama.. in fact i dont think ive ever even had any serious drama... but i feel that its going to be inevitable here in college.

granted most of us freshman have only known each other for only like a month or so, i tihnk that people has show there "true colors" 

i don't know if im explaining my self correctly but... when i first met these people every1 was cool and wanted to be each others friends.. after that, people fell off and made there owe tight circle of friend, be it exclusive and clickish or not, everyone had that group of ppl they always chilled with... BUT its these same ppl in the same groups that talk the most shit about each other... like constantly .. its something ridiculous.. or its these same girls that are scheming on each other.. i mean i think its kinda funny, its my entertainment, but... see ive never once thought of myself as fake but seeing these ppl act like that, chillin with them, and talkin to them (them= both sides) makes me feel as if im fake... its like im guilty by association...

what do you think?

cuz it buggin me... cuz if i do drop the "fake ppl" id b stuck all by my lonesome. :-( NAHT good

whateverr

so am i guilty by association? are u? 

the POOPIE list :-) hahaha

so! im currently in chemistry class (yep this is why im failing i know) and it supppperrr duppper boring so i go to this cool website funnyjunk and im just cruising around and i find this list... see i read this list like a few years ago but i never remember it being soo darn funnnyy! hahahaha really though... if you havent read it, read it now and prepare to laugh... if you have read it, read it AGAIN lol

***disclaimer: i did not write this list AND you may be type disgusted after reading this... enjoy :-) ***

 *The Poopie List*

ghost poopie: the kind where your feel the poopie come out, but there is no poopie in the toilet

clean poopie: the kind where you poopie it out, see it in the toilet, but when you wipe... there is nothing on the toilet paper

wet poopie: the kind where you wipe your butt 50 times and it still feels unwiped, so you have to put some toilet paper between your butt and your underwear so you won't ruin them with stains

second wave poopie: this happens when you're done poopie-ing and you've pulled your pants up to your knees, and... OH! you realize you have to poopie some more

pop-a-vein-in-your-forehead poopie: the kind where you strain so much to get the poopie out, you practically have a stroke

lincoln log poopie: the kind of poopie that is so huge you're afraid to flush without first breaking it into little pieces with the toilet brush

gassy poopie: it's so noisy, that everyone within earshot is giggling... including you... and your poopie.

drinker's poopie: the kind of poopie you have the morning after a long night of drinking. it's most noticeable trait is the skid marks on the bottom of the toilet

corn poopie: self explanatory 

gee-i-wish-i-could poopie: the kind where you want to poopie but all you do it sit on the toilet and fart a few times

wet cheeks poopie aka the power dump: the kind that come out so fast and so heavy that your butt cheeks get splashed with water

the dangling poopie: this poopie refuses to drop in the toilet even though you are done poopie-ing it, you just hope that a shake or two will cut it loose.

the surprise poopie: you're not even at the toilet because you sure that you are about to fart, but OPPS! it a poopie!!

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yea so that shit (pun absolutely intended) was HILARIOUS!... to me at least lol newhooo so i hoped you enjoyed it :-)

peaceee

leave you with a quote as alwaysss

"NEVER miss a good chance to shut up"

brokeBACK mountain

sooooooo! i had to watch a movie for my FYW class that MOST of u probably know... Brokeback Mountain.

okieeee dokieeee i have NO idea where to start about this movie...

sooo we all know that its about two homosexuals and there relationship, mountains, cowboys, sheeps, etc...

regardless of ur outtake on homosexuality i think you'd like the movie.

i mean although homosexuality play a gianormous roll in the movie there are still other lessons to be learned from it. 

like Ennis(heath leadger plays his role and it was really suppper duppper cool/weird seeing him NAHT be the Joker from batman) is this guys who never really like to talk or express himself. and its all due to the fact that he is gay but he can't fully be himself in the surroundings that he's in because homosexuality was not accepted.

SO im not going to get all movie analytical on you i just wanted to tell you my thoughts about the movie because it made me think of myself.

im like Ennis in a way because there are times when i just suddenly become reserved or quite. and iono i think its because im out of my element. i don't really feel like myself when i'm here. and by here.. im mean school aka boston college. Dont get me wrong. i love the college life, the freedom i have and so on and so forth... i just have yet to figure out who am i.... is that bad? i suppose it is... and i guess in a way i trying to find myself but i dont think itll work if im looking... i just have to let the experience of life run its course and during it i guess all will be revealed.. until then.. pardon me if i stop talking, look upset, not chill, etc... i don't really notice until after.. its just my way of coping with the uncomfortableness of not being myself or not knowin exactly who i am...

newhooooo.... watch brokeback mountain you might learn a little about yourself

ANDDD its.... different lmaoo :-)

peaceee

leave ya with a quotee!! 

"i'm not in denial, i'm just highly selective of the  r e a l i t y  i choose to accept"

"Tati. Ya pone its broke-ing"

"tati ya pone is broke-ing" --> nicely translated into "Tati, your phone is broken"

the incredibly intelligent words of my (almost) 21month old niece after she dropped my phone on the floor the other day at her daycare.

the funny thing is, when she dropped my phone I wasn't even mad.. I was just amazed that she said that sentence. I don't know about you but its not to often that I see little kids here age talking like that and actually knowing what they're saying. It ridiculous how much how much see knows and how quickly she learns. So I tell my sister(her mom) and my mom, and they're like "yea..awww..nicee" pretty much like telling me that its old news to them. And it sucks because I'm used to having her around everyday. morning. afternoon. night. she was my boo. my little shadow following me to my room, messing up and breaking my stuff, climbing my bed. I'm used to seeing every single stage of her life, and all the new things she learns. And now since i've been at school I feel like I'm missing a lot. Like when i saw her the other day she looked like such a big kid. walking around her daycare saying intelligible words and sentences and what not. I don't know maybe I'm over reacting... but all I know is that I miss her soo much. As much as a pest that she can be, she's the only person in the whole world that can make me smile anytime, any day, anywhere. The other day I was asked the question "who's your biggest inspiration right now" and I answered my niece.. the guy looked at me funny and told me that I was weird but in a way she is. Like when I'm upset, or doing bad in school or something.. I want to do and be better for her. She stays copying the things I do. So i want to be the best person that I can be so then see can be the best she can be. I want her to grow up to be greattt and I know that if I'm not doing my best she just might think that its okay not to be good because Tati isn't... iono.. do I sounds silly?... I'm just being honest.. I don't know. I love that girl like crazy and she amazes me. just the little things she does...

newhooooo christmass is comin ya I know its supppper duppper early but I want to get her a supper supper awesome present because this year she can actually understand it a lot more that last year.. AND her birthday is like a month later.... so what should I get her? I was thinking a tricycle or something?

PS: I am NAHT happy... why? because I came home for the weekend and guess what... my sister her husband AND my niece (Jordyn.. i forgot to say her name earlier) decided to go to D.C. ... greattt just greatt! :-(

peaceee

leave you with a quote (that has absolutly nothing to do what I just wrote about) -->

"Love is an irresistible desire to be irresistibly desired." -Robert Frost

Allow me to (re)introduce myself my name is JENN

so i realized that i never introduced myself..

Jennifer... Jenn.. Jenny... whatever floats your boat 

Born on the hot sunny friday of August 3, 1990 (by the way i was playing with a birthing wheel thing at work that tells when the patient will be due to give birth... i put my birthday in and low and behold found out i was conceived in december...)

NEWHO

i go to Boston College and i love it... sometimes. but thats a blog for another day.

im from boston :-) LOVE IT

im haitian-american and cuban.. sometimes lol

my last doctors visit tells me that im 5'4.9" haha

and ive been writing since i could hold a writing utensil.

poetry, short stories, songs, thoughts, anything,

ive pretty much kept a diary/journal since the 4th grade. 

i walk around with composition notebooks (my journals) because, what if i have a realllly good thought and i want to remember it... i just write it :-)

somewhere in the middle of high school i just stopped writing for various stupid reasons. i threw out my journals and poems and everything i had written up to that point cause i was madd and having a temper tantrum, yea i know... not a good look. whatever.

then i started keeping a journal again and slowly but surely fell back in love..

i mostly write/try to write poetry.

spoken word mostly..

defpoetryjam= life

shihan, alicia keys, talib kweli, steve coleman, dana gilmore, sarah kay.. gosh just all of them and the whole thing!

i am deathly afraid and nervous when it comes to performing but when i do it, i love it. i know its what im supposed to do.

back to my journal. i started to keep one this year at school but it just wasn't working out. so this blog is now going to be my journal. :-) so we'll see how it works out

newhoooo i love writing and i love reading almost just as much.

BUT i gotta go. i gotta watch Brokeback Mountain for FYW. ill let u know who i like the movie.

peacee.

quote: NOONE can make you feel inferior without your consent.  

beeteedubs -->

jasmin aka jaz for being my type, sort or an inspiration :-)