World Wide Woman

My first semester of law school has been tough!! The crazy amount of pages that I have had to read this semester will never be forgotten...and will definitely NOT be missed. Finals is over tomorrow and I couldn't be happier. As finals week comes to an end, so does the time I have with someone very special. In 6 days, New York City loses a priceless gem.

I lose a young woman who has inspired me to go BIG or go home...After taking a three hour final herself, she turned around and helped me prepare for my final...in a bar...with flashcards and top notch beer.  I began law school with so much anxiety and she has been my Xanex. My Tylenol. My Advil. 

Talk about a blessing in disguise. 

I am amazed at how much she has accomplished && the creative path she has taken to get here. Her stories. Her memories. Her experiences. Since knowing her, I feel a little more confident. A little more determined. A little more encouraged.

And a little heart broken that she must return to her home school...to inspire other students. I really wish New York City could keep her...if only for another day.

for school.

for life.

for love.

Only she will understand.

Dancing with November

It has been a long time since I've blogged so it feels weird talking to everyone and no one at the same time. 

Law school had proven to be quite the uphill battle. I wanted to be in law school...and begin the start of my real life for what felt like an eternity.  And let me say, it has been so far it has been some ride. 
The schoolwork seems unrealistically demanding and everyone yet no one at all seems to understand the demands of law school....except other grad or professional students.

Here is a piece that I wrote to describe the thousands of thoughts and emotions I have been experiencing in November.


Dancing with November
Hello November,
I am feeling the pressure of mile-high expectations
that exist and float over my head...
reminding me of everyone
to which my success belongs to
Can I exchange this for something along the lines of a 
" Super confident and honest attorney at law" attitude
I also want to return the
"Feeling dependent on support from everyone 
and anyone who can help..." that I had in  a size 4 please?
It's did not really compliment my
"adding to the flexible identity
of all Hershey's milk chocolate
& dark chocolate queens and kings of our era
& the generation after our era" 
persona that I have been working on
If you do not have that, well do you have a
 'an unanticipated friendship that seemed to be the support I need" in a size 5
Hmmm, well
 I will just go next door where they laugh and 
 draw pictures with their words 
I do not really want to hear that life could be worse
and yes, you could keep that
"25 page paper due in a few days
while 
simulataneously having to write reflection papers 
for random classes on identical days"
I may not have to edit books for my professor
who travels abroad
I would actually just prefer to stay home &
 drink peppermint tea &
eat granola bars
with nuts that I am allergic to...
and talk about our family and our goals
But I know the truth behind life
there most likely will not be any clear winners...
there most likely will not be many clear losers...
I guess there most likely will be
just mere puppeteers 
dragging us along to the beat of someone else's drum. 
I don't want that slice of reality, it is too cold for the winter.
I'd rather just take that slice of chicken-barbecue pizza.
and hey,
thanks for the heads-up November.
I'll remember to dress warmer next month.


Some people will get it, while others will not. That is the beauty of friendship!
                             ~November 30, 2013~

Commercials=marriage

I am back on my college campus working...again. Its 11:06 and I'm watching Criminal Minds (total addiction). I noticed that every commercial consists of "married persons." Any commercial that shows the left hand ring finger also shows well...a ring. This is fascinating and disturbing to me at the same time. Why do producers of commercials feel the need to imply that every woman is married? Why do every person need to illustrate monogamous relationships on television? Furthermore, what does that say about our society? I am upset at how non-existent 'unmarried" women and men are portrayed on commercials. It is heavily showing what the expected norms of America  should be.That everyone should be married, or tied down to ONE person. That's not reality-at all. That is not the norms for most of America. Actors and actresses feed into that stereotype. They spend thousands of dollars on weddings. They remarry time after time. They stay in unhappy relationships. And for what? To be apart of what America dooms to be the proper action of men and women: MARRIAGE.

This is a huge outrage to me as a Black Woman. I feel the pressure while watching television, while attending religious services  from time to time.It is done obviously yet surreptitiously at the same time. It is done in a way where if you were to see the fourth, left finger you would see the ring. I need to see more courage and creativity on the part of producers of commercials. I don't want to see the assumed lifestyle that some people believe is correct. I clearly need to make my own commercial. Distilling all that is pushed on American viewers and consumers. I am so tired of seeing what is not always really there. I wonder who funds these  ideas...who pushed this idea on  every person who wants to make commercials? Are they trying to grasp a certain audience? I don't know but I definitely need some answers.

I love the craziness of the night
It's obsolete
And creative
And it'd endurance lasts all night-
I love it all

11 month anniversary-

Yesterday (technically) was my 11 month anniversary with my girlfriend, Britney. Waking up not too sure how the day was going to turn out, Britney and I decided to do some shopping to prepare ourselves for Pride (the Gay Parade). Going into downtown Brooklyn, Britney and I finalized the last touches to the numerous outfits we would both need for this weekend. We brought a blow-dryer for my untamed hair and went to Popeyes to enjoy a delicious chicken lunch. We started to make our way home when Britney got the crazy idea to cut her dreads into a mohawk! Very impulsive indeed...but such a bad ass idea it was. Britney looks so amazing.So skater-ish. So...sexy.

We proceeded home to view the reactions of my family. Although the reactions were not what was expected, Britney got her first taste of wearing her new hair cut. Shortly after exchanging stories of our day with my twin sister, and re-enacting Kevin Hart comedy shows, Britney and I made our way back home.  Although I was hoping for a more ecstatic "ihop filled" 11 month anniversary, the one that I did have was just as amazing.

So incredibly IN LOVE----

When I first started this blog, I was trying to attract a certain audience. I wanted people to view me as the young woman I was trying to become, but have not managed to reach yet. However, I realized that I am striving to be something that I am not really too sure is really me. I shouldn't have to achieve to become someone. It should be natural. (Just like the kinks and waves in my hair).

What made me realize that was talking to my wonderful girlfriend tonight. We had a unruly run in with a centipede. We both were horrified (one of us more than the other, wink) and sort of paralyzed about what to do. After trying to catch this smart centipede for what felt like forever, we just asked her room mate to check the room out. Unfortunately, the centipede got away (that sneaky centipede *shakes head). After accepting defeat, we begin folding clothes, trying to clean the room up and what not. But the cleaning did not last long and before long, Britney and I started discussing all sorts of random things and slow dancing. And then the sensitive feelings started coming out, on both ends. From exchanging fears of natural hair to fears of losing her, I was just a mess (inside). But I realized, with some advice from Britney,  that being with someone (or even yourself for that matter) should not be DIFFICULT. It should be easy. It should be natural.

I feel super lucky and blessed to have her in my life. It reminds me of how lucky I am to have my mother, also, and best friends who are as supportive as they can be of my relationship with Britney. I am so incredibly in love with myself...and with all the healthy, positive relationships I've formed thus far.I would not be the person I am today without all of their wild, bizzarre encounters. I may not be the person that I want to be yet, but whoever I am in a few years from now, will be the person I was meant to be.

I am off to spend the rest of the night hoping that this centipede does not attack me or Britney.
PS. I love the New York City radio music station Power 105.1-----good tunes :)

California was a BLAST

I went to California with a bunch of people from my school a week ago, San Francisco to be exact. It was both an interesting trip yet a sad one. I am a city girl. And I literally thought I have seen it all. Until now. San Francisco is nothing like the postcards paints it to be. It's super rainy and cold. (Surprisingly). And the fact that there were tons of homeless people and even more abandoned buildings put the icing on the cake. Fortunately, I was not there for mere pleasure and had workshops discussing race to keep me distracted.


I learned a lot of new techniques to deal with multiculturalism on my ALL white private college campus in PA. The workshops were helpful but the conversations I had outside of the workshops were more life changing, I must say. I spoke with a law professor who explained the struggles of going to law school as a muliticultural student. She was right on the ball about everything she was saying. I went to dinnner that night already filled with so much...knowledge and questions.

The real excitment came when I visited Oakland. I was surprised at how...sweet and nolstalgic I was walking through neighborhoods I have never been before. One of my professors and two other students and I went soul food shopping. We tried atleast five different soul food restaurants and met soooo many people, gay and straight. For the first time on our California trip, I felt somewhat at home.There were BLACK PEOPLE. *laughing*

Our Oakland trip had to end before nightfall, which was a disappointment but the people we met mad the trip worth the travel. A few rainy days later, we left California to return to New York City-my home. I was sad to leave but was happy to be home. I learned so many things that really, honestly, changed my life. I am hoping that once I arrive back at campus in the fall, the things I learned are as widely received by my classmates as they were to me.

(Photos to come soon *Hopefully)