Light at the End of the Tunnel

My math class started this past Monday & so far it is all good. But this is now!!! I know in a few weeks, my locks will start falling out because math is my weakest area & I will be struggling to hang on big time.

Over the next few days, I will be working on getting my mind right so that I can switch up to have a positive attitude about the work so that I do not sabotage myself, which has happened in the past.

In other news:

• I decided today that I am trading in my 2006 Saturn VUE for a Toyota Prius this spring. My V6 engine frequent trips have got a brotha looking like a fool @ the gas pump. Not sure if you are up on the HBO show "Curb Your Enthusiasm" or not, but my boy & Jewish role model Larry David drives one.
  
  While discussing this with Suite Suzy last night, she was like hell no, you are really starting to take on the Larry David role. I asked her what she meant & she said that I acted just like him with all his tacky ways, uncouth behavior & ability to say the wrong things at the wrong time. I then told her to go to hell because she acts just like Susie Green & treats me like I’m Jeff some times. We both laughed!
  
  
• Anyway, since I will be photographing at the North American International Autoshow Charity Preview (big time black tie event for Detroit), I will try to sneak away to get close & personal with the 2008 Prius.
  
  This Friday 1/18/08, I am officially giving up eating beef to further push my new health kick. This coming Friday is actually an important day because this same Friday last year, I made the decision to change my name to Tafari in the spirit of Kujichagulia ((Self-Determination) To define ourselves, name ourselves, create for ourselves and speak for ourselves.). This year I am still moving in the spirit of Kujichagulia & it’s all good. I was already considering this before but after watching "Fast Food Nation" one night last week, I was like, I gotta do this.
  
  Maybe one day I will be strong enough to give up pork, but I cannot imagine life without pork chops, occasional bacon and or sausages & ham...
  
  
• I know you all know that Ofra will be starting her own network, which will be called OWN. Although Ofra gets on my nerves, I am so super happy for the legacy she is blazing. So just to let you know 1st, I'm starting a letter writing campaign on MLK day to petition Ofra to bring back Video Soul for her new network. Just kidding my girl Sugar got me thinking about the old & “golden” days of BET.

Fin...

Well the semester is finally over & it ended on a high note when I got my research paper back tonight. Last week after I presented my information & turned in he final draft, I was like I better get an A. I worked really hard & I would not feel good with a B. I gotta keep my GPA up so I can get that damn scholarship when I transfer.

So after I got my paper & basked in the glow of my grade, I bounced & headed for the gym. I had to be there by 8pm so that I could catch the finale of “America’s Next Top Model”, while working the elliptical.

It was an intense hour. I think I found out, that I work more effectively while listening to my music vs. watching TV & working out. By the time the show was over, I still felt good about burning 516 calories. I also felt good because Saleisha won cycle 9. I would have also been happy to see Chantal win, as she was another one of my favorites.

Anyway, I weighed myself & I am now down a total 7 lbs! I am pretty excited!!!

Almost Mutha Fuckin Done: UPDATED

For the last few days, I laid off of the Rangpur Tangueray and tonic so that I could concentrate on my research paper. Well, I just wrapped up the paper, had it proof read, made corrections, and I am feeling really happy with it. My last steps are to complete my works cited page and prepare my note cards so that I can present my stance and findings in class tomorrow night.

For the past several weeks, I dreaded this paper but once I started reading up, and typing I really got into and it became fun.

Now that I'm basically done, I can start thinking about that damn math class that I have to take next semester (I hate math).

Anyway, I would like to give a special shout out to my girl Gansta Boo for helping me get through this paper. Without looking in your cute little face, and big ass head, I am not sure I would have remained positive.

Learning about how mandatory drug sentencing really impacted the Black man, woman & child could bring you down like a ton of bricks.

Almost Mutha Fuckin Done

As I sit here & type this post, I'm on my 2nd glass of Rangpur Tangueray & tonic dreaming about the last day of class, which is 2 weeks away. I am so sick of typing paper after paper I could say hot dick & nuts to my momma! Finally I am down to one last research paper that I have to present 12/12/07. My lazy ass is always one step behind (this class is really tapping into my social life!) & I just started last paper yesterday & actually got all of my research out of the way so I am happy about that. Now I just need to put the shit to work!

Anyway, my last project is on mandatory drug sentencing & now that I have my information together I am excited about writing it. While reading I found out some shit that tripped me out; I guess that what research is all about…

Anyway Bygbaby is all typed out & after these last few sips of my “new favorite drink” I am out of this bitch.

Bygbaby: Life in Mood Pink

Yesterday in class I had a midterm exam & got 3 fucking questions wrong out of 15 & I missed some pretty easy shit too but oh well, the damage is done.

I hate tests probably like most people, I mean no matter what the test is. At first I seem to forget all that I know, then struggle to pluck all knowledge from my disjointed memory bank.

Luckily, the test doesn’t really count for shit, so I guess I can chill on tripping.

So after I bombed the test, I started thinking about getting home to my camera & new lighting equipment to play around. I came up with this idea to capture myself at my laptop with some fun lights, seems simple enough right!

Now I am home setting up running back & forth hoping my setup is perfect & after about 20 minutes of tweaking, I am set to go.

This is the end result of my post exam fuck up. I took about 15 shots & this is my favorite of them all.

I guess by coincidence I look melancholy but I love the way my lips look… I know I am a narcissist!