1.) The Good Girl but Bad Inside
Have you ever came across the most sweetest beautiful girl that strikes you as wife material, but after two days you realize that she is slacker than a 52” waist pants. Its shocking though, because during the day her demeanor is sweet and innocent, but at night she opens a shop for business.
Crazy glue doesn’t even begin to describe this girl. Is not just the calls and the messages, but its also about the desperate and pathetic need to always be comforted by a man. Most men these days search for an independent woman, because the majority of us could barely take care of ourselves! Times are hard!
3) I agree!
I dislike when anyone agrees with EVERYTHING i say. Are we not allowed to have an argument. This should have been the number one reason, because it gets me boiling mad when someone doesn’t have individualism on their side!
4.) No Ambition
If talent was a woman, I would have been married with 40 kids and that’s a fact. I love to see people who chase their dreams and use their talents and skills to make their life more successful and meaningful. If a girl has no ambition to be something… It honestly makes no sense!
I was thought that if you can’t love anyone else, unless you learn to love yourself. If you cannot love who you are, then I can’t love you. As long as you take care of yourself, that’s enough physical beauty for me. I don’t fuss. Beauty always comes from the heart!
"Social entrepreneurship is the process of pursuing innovative solutions to social problems. More specifically, social entrepreneurs adopt a mission to create and sustain social value. They relentlessly pursue opportunities to serve this mission, while continuously adapting and learning. They draw upon appropriate thinking in both the business and nonprofit worlds and operate in all kinds of organizations: large and small; new and old; religious and secular; nonprofit, for-profit, and hybrid”
Ever since I came out of secondary school, I always considered myself as too involved in everything. There was never one single definition that defined who I was as a person. One of my very good colleagues told me that she reminded me of a social entrepreneur. When I read what it was, it seemed so familiar with what I do on a day to day basis. I always had such a high focus on the value of social outcomes. I care about how people feel, how people think and how they react to certain situations. I care about a person’s empowerment and their potential to always be the best that they can be.
I think the term carries a broad spectrum of meaning. From what I have read, it seems that each social entrepreneur is different and everyone carries a different goal or aim. According to the definition above, the social entrepreneur draws upon appropriate thinking from the worlds of business and non profit organisations. I have found myself deeply involved in both.
One of the main characteristics that says a lot about me, is that the emphasis is not on earning money, but rather the social value that is realised from the efforts that is made by the social entrepreneur. In other words, our skills and our services are priceless. You can’t buy over a social entrepreneur if people are being adversely affected.
To continually adapt and learn is probably one of the hardest thing that anyone can be faced with. I have touched the worlds of theatre, journalism, promotions, media and the environment. I have learnt so many different things about each field, and it seems that my experience always have a cross-over effect. I always take what I have learnt before and try my best to apply it to what I am currently doing. Bridging gaps is probably what I do best between different spheres of life.
For example; I volunteer with the Trinidad and Tobago Extractive Industries Transparency Initiative Youth Advisory Committee. In a nutshell the initiative empowers individuals with the financial information that occurs between both the government sector and the private oil & gas companies. The public is able to see how the natural resources of our country is spent. The initiative produces a yearly report that is widely distributed to the public of Trinidad and Tobago.
In my mind, this is exciting, but to the young people of Trinidad and Tobago, this information might not be as appealing to them, as we would like it to be
.Party promotions with Coco Lounge on the avenue, has been a blast! Young people come out every single week to enjoy themselves and have a great time. It was my suggestion that we educate youths on this entertainment strip about this initiative. Did you know that if we did not have an oil and gas industry, partying on the avenue can be WAY more expensive than it is already? Gas subsidies if removed can increase the price of alcohol since it is currently transported under those very same subsides. Food prices can increase, because the very gas that cooks the lamb in a gyro is also subsided. Electricity subsides reduces our cover charge at the door. Without it, all those amazing light effects will impact our wallets. This was my idea to bring the importance of knowing more about the Oil & Gas Industry into the eyes of young people.
I love to make my organisations bridge gaps, and find ways in which people can see how EVERYTHING is interlinked in this world. My aim in life is to be happy, and to also make others happy as well. Whenever that is compromised I will run and run very far! I have every intention of keeping constant the importance of the social factor in our daily lives. I want to aim to empower people and have an everlasting impact on their lives. I want to be able to give the best first impression, and leave people with a lasting memory of who I am and what I will always be about!
For the past 4 months, I have been promoting parties along Ariapita Avenue; A street in Trinidad that hosts some of the biggest weekly parties for party goers. Admittedly, it is exhilarating, fast paced and a lot of hard work. Being a Party Promoter, one cannot escape the usual stereotypes, but I am trying to live above that, as best as I can. I want to bring a new meaning to the word ‘Party Promoter’
I honestly would discourage people to become involved in nightly entertainment, simply because its not as easy as it seems. Sure you can ride the wave of popularity and bring no business to your establishment, but what sense would that make. Like with many things in my life, I need to do things that have purpose, and it must bring some sort of satisfaction my way!
To answer the questions that many people ask:
- No I don’t get free drinks
- No I can’t get you in for free
- No you can’t get VIP entry because you know me
- No I do not get laid every Saturday night and
- No I am not automatically a ‘gyallist’ ….. lol
My promotional team operates as a functional unit to bring as much people as we can to our establishment. I will admit that some do work harder than others, but that’s the case with all organisations. The best thing about promotions, is that you get rewarded for working hard. So once you are on the same page with your managers, you can set yourself up for good business and great fun. Yes… I did say fun… don’t let me fool you… This could very well be the best job you every had, if you’re good at it.
These are some of the perks:
- You get free entry into the party
- You expand your social network EVERY week
- You meet great people and
- 'Gettin orn' bad can be considered as part of your job description.
I remembered distinctly my promotional manager telling me that part of our responsibility was to “create vibes”. It was so arbitrarily stated, that I had to come up with my own definition of what ‘creating vibes’ really meant. To illustrate this, I will give you a brief synopsis of how I usually get prepared for a Saturday night event.
Firstly I heavily promote the event through my networks. Once that is done, it is imperative to promote the event outside of your network as well. Bringing your friends every week will not help the organisation grow. Making friends is a big part of party promotions. I make it my duty to at least meet someone new every week………… Please do not go and thief your fellow committee members’ clientèle… that is a no no! Ask if they have been listed with anyone before, and if not… introduce yourself and explain to them the benefits of being listed. .
During the week, keep evaluating your list and checking back your messages. You won’t believe how easy it is to miss someone’s message requesting to be listed, When your patron arrives at the door on the night of the party, and they realise that you didn’t list them, bet your bottom dollar they will never list with you again! Pay close attention to your list, keep both a hard and soft copy!
Trini people are always late. Between 3pm-6pm last week Saturday I got 30 people listed. I call these people my lucky charms, because they are more than likely guaranteed to come to the party as oppose to your early Listers. Always double check your list, and place it in alphabetical order. ( I usually forget to do this lol)
Attending the party itself is not mandatory, but its a sign of good faith that you show up and make yourself known, especially if your are handing over a list of 40 or more people. Meeting your patrons has proven to be so vital to ensure a healthy list each and every week. Patrons love to feel genuinely appreciated for being at a club or lounge. Nothing is more important than making each individual feel as comfortable as they can!
Last week, I realised why I love this part time job. Even if its just for one night, you get to see many people happy, as they dance away their worries of life. I get to be a part of that. Even if I carry the smallest job function in my organisation, I am still apart of it all. For the past couple weeks I stayed back, just to help clean up the broken bottles and the plastic cups all over the floor. Even though its not something I am supposed to do, I wanted to see what it was like. Surprisingly it did not feel like work, but rather something gratifying to sweep up the stresses of hundreds of people who went home more than happy.
When you do this job, you are more than welcome to drink, get drunk, have sex with everyone, and drag your own name in the mud. I choose not to do that. I’ve been here for 4 months and I have heard stories that made me shrivel up and curl in a ball. People tend to lose their moral backbone in this industry, and so far I have held mines very strong…. okay….. I admit fairly strong lol ;p
I am very humbled by the fact that my promotional managers gave me two more duties in their establishment. One includes social media management and the other a job in corporate marketing. Both poses its challenges at times, but because of my managers, they have made me fall in love with this job. I have become extremely passionate about it. I often tell my friends that eat, breathe and sleep party promotions.
I often remember my production teacher telling me that its called “Show Business” not “Show Fun”, but as he says, once we take care of the business, then we can ALL have some fun!! Nothing can be closer to the truth to become a successful party promoter :)
Check out my winning submission for the CARIDI/CTA Media Awards 2013. I will be attending the Caribbean Week of Agriculture in Guyana in early October in order to collect the Youth Journalist Award. The theme was Achieving Food and Nutritional Security through Regional Cooperation
“Our Nutritional In-Dependence”
Our oil and gas nation of the Caribbean, Trinidad and Tobago, recently celebrated fifty-one (51) years of Independence. Independence is defined by one’s capacity to conduct and handle their affairs. As a country, these affairs range from the society, the environment and the economy. These categories are all defined by the needs and wants of its citizens. One of the basic needs of any living human being is food. Which brings about the question, how can a country celebrate its independence, without truly having the capacity to feed its own people?
According to a Trinidad Express article dated February 6th 2011, expert analysts suggest that the Caribbean’s import food bill may be as high as US five (5) billon dollars. The Caribbean’s rich history is proudly built on agricultural practices, from Grenada’s exotic spices to Trinidad’s sweet sugar cane. There is no denying that the Caribbean truly has it all. How is it then, that our food import bill can be so incredibly high? Our regional impression of development is sometimes skewed. We often look to developed nations as a form of guidance, but ignore the fact that they have grown to be self sufficient.
Various organisations from across the region are trying their best to deal with these pressing issues. A media release from the Caribbean Agricultural Research and Development Institute (CARDI) speaks about six principles to improve productivity and resilience of agricultural systems. Two of which include diversifying and fostering integrated farms. The media release speaks about our vulnerability to climate change and natural disasters, and the importance of preparing ourselves for any adverse occurrence that would affect our agricultural production. Whether these initiatives can help the small farmer on the ground or the large scale producer is yet to be seen. Our markets still boast of vegetables and fruits that have been injected with artificial chemicals for growth. Our only vulnerability that are citizenship is concerned about, is having enough money to carry on for the next the day. The larger the crop, the more money they would make.
The culture of food in the Caribbean is one that needs to be seriously addressed. According to a Trinidad Guardian article dated March 18th 2013 Diabetes is the second leading cause of death in Trinidad and Tobago. Our food boasts of several sweets and a variety of starchy foods. Carbohydrates have been the basis of survival in the days of widespread poverty and have transgressed into the current generation. While our economic concerns have always been pressed upon our food bill, no one has really taken the time to examine and assess the types of foods that reach our shores.
Caribbean states look at the developed world with glassy eyes. We admire their mode of transport, their clean environments and their daily productivity levels. This admiration does not fall short when it comes to types of food that is consumed in the developed world. With a proliferation of fast food restaurants in the Caribbean, our people now consume foods that contain high levels of fat, sugar and salt. These adversely contribute to chronic diseases that have now become widespread across the region.
In Trinidad and Tobago, the national budget attributes a large sum of money for agricultural expansion. These include, but is not limited to, tax incentives, land distribution and heavy subsidies. These initiatives are put in place in order to encourage the citizens to invest in agriculture. With proper educational guidance, our citizens can become better prepared to handle threats to their agricultural systems. This can be done, by upgrading their current operations to incorporate sustainable integrated farming methods.
Nutritional independence not only incorporates ‘how much’, but also incorporates ‘what’ we are importing. Our economic standards and the health of our people are some of the vital concerns of our region. Without a strict balance of the two, the Caribbean can be faced with a large food import bill as well as a population that boasts of chronic diseases. We as a Caribbean people are too diversified to let this happen. Our governments, our private organisations and our people should press forward to attain the nutritional independence that would support our future.
My mom’s battle with cancer sadly came to an end on the 29th of August 2013. I am doing quite well, considering how close we both were. She died at the very young age of 53, and despite very strong hope for her survival she was unable to battle this nasty disease.
It was not easy going through 6 months of physical and emotional turmoil with my mom. At times she would suffer. Many say that you have good days and bad days with cancer, but for my mom it seemed as if her good times only lasted a few hours..
My mom had a special gift to spread joy among the people she met. She was kind, giving and loving. At her funeral I emphasised the point that if it was one thing that my mom taught me was how to love. I am so eternally grateful for that lesson, because it is a lesson that I would use for my entire life.
I’d like to believe that my mom gave me incredible strength, because just after 3 weeks I have bounced back into my normal routine. I still think about her everyday, but with a sense of happiness that her suffering is over. Immediately after her funeral, I could not help but have a broad smile across my face. It was probably the most unorthodox thing to do, but in a good sense, I was very happy. My mom’s suffering had come to an end.
During her ordeal, I cried several tears. It is not an easy thing for all doctors to tell you that there is not much they can do for your mother. We experienced it all. From using natural medicinal treatments to even consider choosing a non-commercial route to cure mom’s disease. We were all desperate and willing to see my mom live.
I am happy because I told my mom that if she was to lose her life to this disease, I want her to go down fighting. This is exactly what she did. My mom, fought to the very end. Her will to live remained constant, even till her very last breath. Her death was peaceful, and I’m very grateful for that.
My advice to my fellow readers is to appreciate your parents, because today I can stand tall and say that I have no regrets!! I feel the pains of not having a mother every single day. Its hard, but it something that you have to grow to live with. Cherish your parents like gems and the rewards would be more than worth it.
Shahad the Sentinel
System: A set of things working together as parts of a mechanism or an interconnecting network.
I believe that there are many systems around the world that control and govern us. Whether we choose to live within these systems is entirely up to us. These past couple days I learnt that there are many people who are hell bent on getting other individuals to go against societal norms. They claim by doing this we can break free from the shackles that has held us for so many years.
Government, pharmaceuticals, religion, and the world conglomerates all want us to live or behave in a certain way, in order for them to gain the majority of the benefit, whether financial or otherwise.
There are many people who do not work a 9-5 and break away from what is customarily referred to as ‘job’. They tend to have more free time and get to live and see the world in ways that others won’t. This is of course their lifestyle of choice. Many of these lifestyles tend to be artistic in nature. The world has been crafted to put emphasis on corporate lifestyles and is determined in the direction of capitalism. Gone are the days where writers were respected and actors viewed as kings in their own right. Today’s world focuses on how we can make money, and how fast we can make it.
I personally do not see a problem living within a system. It is your choice. It is your life, and no one should be able to tell you how to live it. I am tired of so many organisations coming up to me and explaining how much money I can make by selling or marketing a certain product.. They explain that the established entities would refuse to promote this product because it would harm their business in one way or the other. These organisations are 100% convincing. They make it seem that you can live a perfect lifestyle in mere months.
I am not saying that what these organisations claim is untrue. Those presenting the ideologies are living proof that you can be a success. Its scary. The majority of these people claim that they have left their jobs and have made a new life by marketing and selling certain products that are not socially accepted as the norm.
My experience with these individuals has been nothing short of robotic. All they can talk about is their product and their new lifestyle, and how much it has benefited them. In terms of how their mom is going, their school work or other activities in their life, I have no clue what they are up to. Only because there is NOTHING these individuals talk about besides everything I aforementioned.
I refuse to give up my personality and my well being for the sake of promoting a product 24/7. From the little I do understand, these organisations have several conferences, as well as books and guides that train you how to market and sell, and become the ultimate success that you want to be, WITHOUT hard work. An easy ticket beyond the challenges of life.
Whether you want to stay in a system or join a new one, the choice is entirely up to you. No one should ever force their perceptions on your current mindset. You already have your goals and don’t let anyone come in the way of that.
This weekend I learnt a very important lesson. The way you live your life must be embedded in stone. Your standards must be sure, and no one should have the strength to sway you from your initial decisions. “The lines of communication is open, when she is ready to receive her healing” was a sentence that was repeated to me twice this morning. People are persistent, but people also need to realise that everybody has the right to live their life the way that they want to.
Shahad the Sentinel
I have tried so hard to find the time and energy to write something on tumblr. Tonight I have a little bit of both.
Many times I wrote and stated that I am going through a difficult patch in my life. Those times have now been overshadowed by what life has now thrown at me. My mom was diagnosed with Stage 4 Breast Cancer in March of this year. Since then, her disease has progressed considerably and its taken a toll on not only her, but the close family members who love and care for her.
For those who keep up with my blog posts, would know me to be quite the social entrepreneur. I was deeply involved in anything and everything. I made the decision to stay at home and take care of my mom 24/7. I have left all organisations, including a job that I had recently gotten.
I would have delved deeper into the details about this experience, but for those of you who know me well, I push forward to turn everything negative into something positive. So look out for something special relating to this very challenging battle that I am fighting with my mom.
All I can say though, is that the feelings associated with this sacrifice isn’t the easiest to swallow. Every single day I come face to face with emotions, and at times its overbearing. A sacrifice isn’t suppose to feel nice. Its not suppose to be something that is enjoyed. Its suppose to be something that you do, in order to see greener pastures on the other side.
Sometimes I am faced with guilt, anger, tiredness and exhaustion. However, seeing my mom battle through with this devil of an illness, makes me wonder if I should feel anything at all. She is going through ten times more than I can ever handle.
I hope that people do not expect me to be 100% happy. The truth of the matter is, I am not. I do not like seeing like my mother like this, and I wishfully think that one day I would get up to the end of this horrible nightmare. Sadly, I pinch myself everyday and I feel pain every single time.
I am not 100% comfortable either, but you know what… My mom has 0% comfortability, and I wonder why should I complain? The more and more I dwell on how I feel, makes me realise that I shouldn’t feel anything to begin with. “Always remember, somebody suffering more than you”- A line that resonates in my mind from time to time. When dealing with someone who is ill…. the ultimate sacrifice is always putting your emotions LAST. Make your relative the one who always comes first.
I lost contact with ALL my friends. Even if they try to contact me. I don’t usually respond. I don’t feel to chat with anyone. I hate to tell people how I feel. I rather deal with this on my own. It may not be the best way, but its my way. It may not be working exactly the way it should, but I’m making myself believe that its keeping me sane.
My thoughts have become corrupted. It goes way beyond my wildest thoughts. I look at something and I convolute it in my mind with gruesome depictions and worse case scenarios, to make me feel as if the current situation I am in, is ten times better than what it really is.
I know this entire post, doesn’t say much. However, its something I needed to get off my chest. Writing this makes me feel better about the decisions I have made, and the journey that I am embarking along with my mom. Fighting this disease has become my life. I’m completely surrounded by it. Its consuming me abstractly, while for mom, its consuming her in every sense of the phrase.
Thank you guys for sticking around;. Sending me support and love. I really do appreciate it!!
Shahad the Sentinel
Its definetly been a while since I have last been on tumblr. Needless to say that the challenges in my life have become much more difficult than I originally anticipated. Its hard to even publicly express what’s wrong in my life, simply because its a reality I don’t want to face.
For the most though what I can say is that I am coping and I am doing well. My intention is to start back writing here on this platform with a lot of new experiences to share. I hope all my wonderful tumblr followers are doing awesome and thanks so much to all who sent me messages. I really do appreciate them. You guys would soon get some blog posts from me :)
I always stress to people that in today’s world, determination is a trait that can set you miles apart from someone else. The strong will to do something or become someone would be real, if one keeps on a path of determination. I often say that nothing in life comes easy, and almost everywhere you turn there is a massive wall that always block your route to success.
Whether you believe your destiny is written or you have full control of it; always remember to be your best! I personally believe its a mixture of both. Too often I see events occurring for the best, but at the same time those events could not have occurred without my interest in getting it done!
I believe that many are blinded by what the term determination means. I often ask some of my creative colleagues why not get a ‘normal’ job. You can get up 5am in the morning, go to work and come back home satisfied that you have used your day to its maximum limit. I marvel at the fact that they don’t even have to tell me why. They are very determined to stick with the Arts and prove to the world that what they do, is a valid form of employment. There are many days that they are poor and many days that they are comfortable. I have no clue if the fluctuation of their bank accounts excites them.
I honestly believe that no matter what your circumstances are, you can make things work for you. There are 24 hours in the day and there are countless things you can do to make yourself generally a better person. Volunteering develops the mind, and gives you a wealth of experience that guides you on to so many bigger things. Take this from someone who has been doing it for over 7 years.
I am beginning to have hatred for picky eaters. These are the people who refuse to get jobs they know they can do, but because its not of their standard, they refuse to get into it. No one jumps the level on a corporate ladder overnight. I always tell my employers that I am interested in learning from the ground up. I want to know what its like to work at the roots of the organisation to how complex it can be to the top. The experience that I get would be wroth it in the long run.
These days I am battling with an ill relative. Its hard, because its not really a walk in the park kind of illness. It requires constant care and supervision, but despite this I refuse to give up. As of now, I tutor students part time, and I make it work for me! The money isn’t near impressive, but the satisfaction and experience is worth a lot more.
Let’s all rise and smell the coffee and be the best that we all can be!
Does anyone like the dentist? I don’t think I ever came across anyone that does. Whether you like them or not, good dental hygiene makes an impression in every social sphere. Ever since I was small, my mom made good usage of the free clinics offered in Trinidad and Tobago. She would take me to the dentist to have my very rotten teeth examined. I was a lover of sweets when I was small.
Removing teeth always scared me. If my mom did not have time to take me to the dentist when I was little, she made it her business to act as if she had a doctorate, and remove my baby teeth herself.
Come here! ….
she would say, I would always shy away from approaching her and opening my mouth. I would actually tell her to take me to the dentist, cause my mom removed teeth using the element of surprise.
I just want to see it!
she would say. I would open my mouth, and then pull away as she tried to grab hold of my tooth.
Ma yuh doh need yuh hands to see it!
I would cry out
Look boi! Doh get meh vex. I just want to feel how loose it is.
Yeah right! As soon as Ma had her hands on the tooth, she would yank the entire thing out! My mouth would instantly ooze of blood.
Gorn rinse yuh mouth and it have cotton in d medicine cabinet.
As I am older…. I have newer issues to deal with…..
I am in the process of doing one. There is no greater pain I have ever experienced in this world than doing a root canal. Admittedly the killing of the nerve takes a couple seconds. However, in those couple seconds, it feels as if a metallic claw is placed inside your tooth and expanded. While this occurs a knife stabs into your gums repeatedly…. I am sorry if you are about to do a root canal, but its the truth. Its not pretty!
Is it just me, or am I the only person who thinks dental fees are too high? I told my colleague that I am about to spend over $3000.00 on this root canal, to which they responded….. so cheap? I am like wtf…. who the hell is your overpriced dentist? You know what amazes me though; the willingness to charge people these exorbitant fees. They never blink when they tell you that your visit was $400.00. I must admit though, I have a nice dentist, he gave me a payment plan, so that’s really helping me out. I don’t have insurance so I paying the full price……. like an ass… Why don’t I have dental? Check my previous posts about unemployment lol
Not that I ever stuck a condom in my mouth, but again, am I the only person who is completely grossed out by the gloves swimming inside your mouth. The taste is disgusting! My next appointment is a general check up, so I know I have a fair share of licking rubber gloves come early next week. To think that its just a few millimeters separating my germs from the dentist’s…… brrrrr
The chair is awesome. I got a free ride last time… yea me :D. The doc had to reset the chair so it moved in every position before he could start. I felt like I was in an amusement park in a 12 X 12 room. Lawwddd….. 24 years old, and I had fun on a dentist chair…. It’s sooo good not to grow up.
I have very bad experiences with my dental assistant. This is the person who usually does the suction. As far as I am concerned that is the only thing my dental assistant does. I admit that I am not the best behaved patient, but this woman moves around the suction so many times that she jabs my gums on countless occasions. My gums are like the biggest sissies when it comes to oral examinations. One jab and it creates a sore in a couple of days. The first stage of my root canal healed in about a weak, but the sores on my gums took about two weeks to go away. I have to gargle mouth wash more often because of this assistant, in order to keep the sores at bay. #damn
MAYBE IN NEED TO SWITCH
Maybe I need to go to some dental office where these dental professionals are catwalk models part time. Then the above points seem to take on a completely different life of its own. My P.O.V’s would change instantly…. lol
Does anyone like going to the dentist? Share with me your worst and best experiences!
Ever since I was little, sex always fascinated me. My first lesson on the reproductive system was inspiring. Many may laugh at me, but I was in awe! I was spellbound behind the science of sex; from the pheromones, the foreplay, to the actual act itself. The produce of babies and its nine month cycle intrigued me.
As I got older, sex was much more than making babies. It became a vice and an avenue for pleasure. I realise now that sex isn’t so much my fascination anymore, but rather the social background that influences the act of sex itself. I like to think that there are limitless situations where two individuals can engage in sexual acts.
People who have experienced more than one relationship often tell you that each relationship is different. Logically it is a fair statement to make. For the record, I am self proclaimed virgin, in other words I have never engaged in penetration. Of course, my friends and colleagues refuse to believe me. While they go on about their intense sex lives, they interject many suggestions. I on the other hand, usually have one suggestion for the box. Most friends who share this kind of open relationship with me, often tell me that the sex is always different with different people.
I have this one friend, who has had a few partners in their lives, and always tells me that the sex has gotten better with the passage of time. Some people blatantly told me that they had disgusting experiences, and made poor choices when it came to selecting a mate. These are the kinds of things that fascinate me! How does one make the decision to have sex with another human being?
I am beyond the point that sex is exclusive to committed relationships. That my friends is called being naive. I have grown up to the fact that even your closest friends can be doing it behind your backs. I marvel at the fact that sex can be so exciting! I think the thrill of not being caught is exhilarating.
What gets me as well, is that when I tag this post, I am sure to get likes and a couple reblogs. If any social networking site is fascinated by sex . its definitely tumblr users. I like how users reblog the images or gifs that best describe their own desires. Gives you a larger than average peek into their personal lives.
I often say we live in an open world now. I could imagine some of my family members chastising me for writing a post like this. However, people are practically naked on my blackberry messenger. I have seen the previous president of the United States alongside many of my colleagues. Yes I am talking about ‘Bush’. Dropping their pants so long, like its everybody’s business. When you think this might be girls, guess again. In today’s world. even the guys are getting risque.
I think sex can be a beautiful thing, whether or not you are in a committed relationship. I must reiterate my heading. I am not a perv, I am just curious. Curious to the point where I would want to ask a friend.. who, what, when ,where and why and how often. However due to social constructs, its deemed highly inappropriate, and since I usually only have one suggestion for the box, the balance on the scale is usually one sided.
What do you guys think about sex? Let me know, drop me a line. Let me know the 5 W’s and the H…. I
If its hot and ready to roast.. I would press and make sure to post ;)
THE NATIONAL PLEDGE OF TRINIDAD AND TOBAGO
One day I decided to put the national pledge of Trinidad and Tobago as my status on facebook. I was expecting everyone to like it, be proud of it and maybe even re-write my status in the comment. However, I was faced with criticisms of the pledge. Admittedly I had to agree with colleagues. If this is the pledge of our country, it prooves to be very ineffective.
The pledge was written by Marjorie Padmore. It is mostly recited in primary schools. Give or take, the average student recited this pledge close to 2000 times during their primary school days. If that very student had attended high school they probably recited it close to 4000 times with their fellow classmates.
Looking at it now, did this really stick in your head? Do you understand what it means?
Learning but not understanding.
One of my colleagues pointed out to me that the national pledge set the pace of our education system; to learn and regurgitate. For all of us who have a good memory, entering the first year of primary school we never knew the prayers, the anthem or the pledge. Our teachers would ask us to bow our heads or stand at attention while are older school mates recited what they already knew. Eventually, we would pick up the words and in a couple of weeks we joined the chorus of what seemed like a brainwashing method to get students to say they things they we were supposed to say. Can we equate this with cramming for our final exams?
What do these words mean?
These words reflect ultimate respect for our country and its people. if you look at my previous blog posts we have secondary school students killing each other. “For the greater happiness of all” Do students even know what they are saying when they say this pledge? Do they make others prosper around them, or show them disrespect for petty altercations and trivial matters. I saw videos of girls fighting, pushing each other into drains and ultimately damaging themselves physically and emotionally, Isn’t high school suppose to be the best days of our lives?
What it takes to be a proud nation.
Too often we look towards the United States of America (U.S.A) as the best example of a developed nation. The majority of the Caribbean Diaspora seek to go to the U.S.A in search of a better life. Many want to pursue that American Dream. America did not reach where it is today overnight. It took several years to develop and establish themselves as a superpower in today’s world. Almost any American knows what it means to belong to their country. They take immense pride in who they are and where they are from. There are many locals who seek to be proud of dual citizenship, rather than being proud of their own nation. Taking pride in what we have as a people can do so much more for us.
What’s wrong with local
I can admit that sunshine cornflakes does taste rel bad. I prefer international cereal brands. We really can’t argue that, for its consumer preference. However, everyone is so against local products and services. Of course they are not the best, but how can we develop our own if we don’t support them. As a matter of fact, I take a slap across my face for not buying sunshine cereal. However, it extends further than that. For example, I played an original song by a local artiste for one of my colleagues, to which they responded ‘where is the person from the states or England?’ It was only after I told them that the person was from Trinidad and Tobago, they had a million criticisms about their tone, their lyrics and the tempo of the song. Before I had told my colleague that it was local, he was tapping his feet and bobbing his head.
What do you think it takes to be a proud nation…. Drop me a line.. I would like to hear from you.