This is the observations and thoughts of a naturally colorful inquisitive child
Monday, December 21, 2009
This is so true. I decided to go natural when I was 13 yrs old.Being so young a natural,I get all kinds of stereotypes from my peers.I get called things like treehugger,hippie,revoluntionary,and to most of them just plain weird.To qoute one of my acquintaces I am a "peace-to-all-make-love-not-war-rainbow-colorful-good-kinda-weird." One boy saw small fro and asked if I am Afeni Shakur( he was really trying to pick on the fact that he thinks I look like a black panther)to which I replied "No but my grandma knows her."(Which is true.Afeni Shakur comes from our small southner town and is well-known in our community for all her charity work) I get things like this all the time but it doesn't bother me that much.While then I may have been alittle insecure about my afro,I know who I am.It just so happens I love poetry,jill scott's golden will forever be in my rotation,I would love to recyle but my town got rid of their recyle center(I currently trying to figure out a way to get it out,I love singing I am not my hair at the top of my lungs.One of the most imporant thing being natural has taught me and is continueing to teach me is that I should not be ashamed of who I am.
Saturday, December 19, 2009
Saturday, November 7, 2009
Faith
Why must it rain?
WheN heavy loads have already descende upon our shoulders
Why do our tears flow like rivers
when we have already shed an ocean
Apart of me says to make me stronger
It rains
so I can appreciate the sun
and a part of me wonders if that sun will ever come
Faith
Hard to keep when it been dark for so long
But what other choice do I have
So LORD I'll follow you
even if I don't know
where this path takes me
I'll keep my mouth shut
even when my curiosity
gets the best of me
What other choice do I have
but to have
Faith
WheN heavy loads have already descende upon our shoulders
Why do our tears flow like rivers
when we have already shed an ocean
Apart of me says to make me stronger
It rains
so I can appreciate the sun
and a part of me wonders if that sun will ever come
Faith
Hard to keep when it been dark for so long
But what other choice do I have
So LORD I'll follow you
even if I don't know
where this path takes me
I'll keep my mouth shut
even when my curiosity
gets the best of me
What other choice do I have
but to have
Faith
Highschool
Highschool sure is an adventure.The first week was insane.The kids wre so tall and rude,they bump you and push past you without saying excuse me.I tried my best not to look like the confused freshman I was .Luckily for me I have a junior for a sister she keep me from looking like a deer caught in headlights.I like going to the same school as my sister.The last time we were at school was in elemantary school.We also have the same lunch.She eats lunch with me and my friends.I don't mind being with my sister all the time she is my best friend even when she gets on my nerves.The only downfall of going to school with my sister is people are always calling me Amoni's little sister,Teachers calling me Amoni and not even noicing what they did,and kids that go to school with us think that we are twins.(I mean come on you have know me for two years don't you think me and my twin would be in the same grade)If you guys know poetic satin doll blog, then you know my sister.She is smart, writes deep poetry,a hard wrking student,and nice.I always felt that I would always be in her shadow,but I finally think I am coming into my own.Its only the first semester and alreedy,I have got a part in a play that I wanted,I have meet some funny cool new people to hangout with,came up with some great ideas for the AAU(African American Uplift)club,I have got a nickname(Rainow),a reglar at th highschool library , brainstorming bridge designs with science olympiads,made a person I didn't even know smile,and got STRAIGHT As on my report card. Oh and last but not least to the older kids I am know Alexcia,the little sister of Amoni.Thats progress people!
Monday, August 24, 2009
Just to make you laugh
Ay yo homeboy
I say yo homeboy
my firstday of highschool is tomorrow
word,word
Im out
Monday, August 17, 2009
Adventure
I'm in need of an adventure. I don't know why I feeling very adventuous but have mothing to do.I don't even Know what it entitles. Shall we check webster? Yes we shall? Alright out of all the definitions this one is my favorite.
Adventure:an exciting and dangerous undertaking
I might have had one but I want one a story to tell my grandkids.Of course I could exaggerate like manygrandparents but I'm a terrible liar.I think I have my anwser. People to People ,a program that allows kids to travel and get high school and college credit, sent me and my sis a letter in the mail.It going to Italy,Sicily,and Greece. They taking us to the Sistine Chapel.Man,I can already see myself there.My head back looki at the ceiling get lost in Michelangelo's masterpiece.If I want togo I have to come with alot of that green stuff I don't have.So I'm trying get a job working at my mom's friend beauty shop,sweeping, but that might not work out.We'are in a recession people every little bit counts.
So I guess high school will have to be my adventure.My opnhouse is tomorrow.
I can't wait.
Adventure:an exciting and dangerous undertaking
I might have had one but I want one a story to tell my grandkids.Of course I could exaggerate like manygrandparents but I'm a terrible liar.I think I have my anwser. People to People ,a program that allows kids to travel and get high school and college credit, sent me and my sis a letter in the mail.It going to Italy,Sicily,and Greece. They taking us to the Sistine Chapel.Man,I can already see myself there.My head back looki at the ceiling get lost in Michelangelo's masterpiece.If I want togo I have to come with alot of that green stuff I don't have.So I'm trying get a job working at my mom's friend beauty shop,sweeping, but that might not work out.We'are in a recession people every little bit counts.
So I guess high school will have to be my adventure.My opnhouse is tomorrow.
I can't wait.
Saturday, May 9, 2009
What am I listening to?
Right now I'm really into Chester French,Demi Lovato,Amel,and now
The Script
I thought the man who can't be moved was the best
then heard this
Who Knew three Irish dudes could have so much soul
They have just been put into my rotation.
The Script
I thought the man who can't be moved was the best
then heard this
Who Knew three Irish dudes could have so much soul
They have just been put into my rotation.
Friday, May 8, 2009
I am Distinctly Beautiful?
I am beautiful
It took me the longest time to actually believe these words.To stop being self-conscously hiding inside myself because I felt I was never good...enough to stand in center,to talk to the unfamilar but friendly fine boy next to me.It wasn't even about the way I looked but so much more.Whenever I'd get nervous,or someone would get a little too close I would hid inside my shell like a turtle. Never really sure of myself.I wanted to be invisble and everyone started treating me like I was invisible ,even some of my teachers.Then I started thinking well maybe no one will talk to me because I don't look like her.I sometimes I thought I was ugly but most of the time I just felt unpretty.Last year I decide to make a change and those changes made all my insecurities exposed,making me feel bare and made me face all the things I was trying to run away from.
I am Distincly Beautiful because I am not afraid to me.The loving daughter,caring sister,goofy but loyal friend,good student,and "too kind" of a person.I am Distincly Beautiful because I respect myself and expect you to do the same.I am Distincly Beautiful because I am not afraid to be different.
Why are you distinctly beautiful?
It took me the longest time to actually believe these words.To stop being self-conscously hiding inside myself because I felt I was never good...enough to stand in center,to talk to the unfamilar but friendly fine boy next to me.It wasn't even about the way I looked but so much more.Whenever I'd get nervous,or someone would get a little too close I would hid inside my shell like a turtle. Never really sure of myself.I wanted to be invisble and everyone started treating me like I was invisible ,even some of my teachers.Then I started thinking well maybe no one will talk to me because I don't look like her.I sometimes I thought I was ugly but most of the time I just felt unpretty.Last year I decide to make a change and those changes made all my insecurities exposed,making me feel bare and made me face all the things I was trying to run away from.
I am Distincly Beautiful because I am not afraid to me.The loving daughter,caring sister,goofy but loyal friend,good student,and "too kind" of a person.I am Distincly Beautiful because I respect myself and expect you to do the same.I am Distincly Beautiful because I am not afraid to be different.
Why are you distinctly beautiful?
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Love?
Quiet
I like it
when its like this
when everything is so
Still
when all you hear is
your thoughts and
the Wind
He takes me so high
in the sky
He has to hold my hand
real tight
while we aresitting on the moon
so I won't
f
a
l
l
back down to Earth
I don't mind
I hold tight to him too
I don't want to go back
His hand left mine
for a breif moment
and I felt hollow
like he filled me
up with sweet sunshine
and took the light
a w a y
Fearing I might
f
a
l
l
back down to earth
I hold on
to his
memory
I like it
when its like this
when everything is so
Still
and all you can hear is
your thoughts and
the wind
I don't feel
quite right
until I feel his
hand back
inside mine
Why did you leave?
I meant to ask
but his reality
is so much better
than his memory
and i forget
He tells me
anyway
he said
he went to
give me the
brightest star
in the sky
It reminded
him of me
And in a
voice as smooth
as chocolate
and as soothing
as the breeze
he tells me
Ilove you
and gives me
the star
the key to his
heart
we go high
above the
stars
hand and hand
I like it
when its like this
and all you can hear is
your thoughts
and the wind
LOVE.what does it feel like?Im not talking about sisterly-love,brotherly-love,or friendly-love.Don't get me wrong these are all powerful love and should not be underestimated,but I'm talking about walk-around-the-world-three-times-barefooted-type love.Is this love real?I mean have felt strong like but never love-love.I've read about it, written bout it,dreamed about it,even sung a song about it off the radio,but i have never felt it.Outside of my books,my favorite movies,and my dreams
does love like this actually exists, or am i just a hopeless romantic.If it does exist, have you ever felt it,saw it,or lived among it?Im just curious.
I like it
when its like this
when everything is so
Still
when all you hear is
your thoughts and
the Wind
He takes me so high
in the sky
He has to hold my hand
real tight
while we aresitting on the moon
so I won't
f
a
l
l
back down to Earth
I don't mind
I hold tight to him too
I don't want to go back
His hand left mine
for a breif moment
and I felt hollow
like he filled me
up with sweet sunshine
and took the light
a w a y
Fearing I might
f
a
l
l
back down to earth
I hold on
to his
memory
I like it
when its like this
when everything is so
Still
and all you can hear is
your thoughts and
the wind
I don't feel
quite right
until I feel his
hand back
inside mine
Why did you leave?
I meant to ask
but his reality
is so much better
than his memory
and i forget
He tells me
anyway
he said
he went to
give me the
brightest star
in the sky
It reminded
him of me
And in a
voice as smooth
as chocolate
and as soothing
as the breeze
he tells me
Ilove you
and gives me
the star
the key to his
heart
we go high
above the
stars
hand and hand
I like it
when its like this
and all you can hear is
your thoughts
and the wind
LOVE.what does it feel like?Im not talking about sisterly-love,brotherly-love,or friendly-love.Don't get me wrong these are all powerful love and should not be underestimated,but I'm talking about walk-around-the-world-three-times-barefooted-type love.Is this love real?I mean have felt strong like but never love-love.I've read about it, written bout it,dreamed about it,even sung a song about it off the radio,but i have never felt it.Outside of my books,my favorite movies,and my dreams
does love like this actually exists, or am i just a hopeless romantic.If it does exist, have you ever felt it,saw it,or lived among it?Im just curious.
Monday, April 13, 2009
The Imaginary Husbands of the week
Today I was watching Seventeen Again,and no not the new one with Zac Efron(who is one of my imaginary husbands),but the with Tia and Tamera Mowry.
I love the movie an
d one of the main reasons why I do is
MARK TAYLOR
He is so indescribably fine.I loved Gene,his character in the movie.He was so smooth,and he made me love dudes in fedora hats.In that first scene,when he rolled down the window and revealed his fine younger self,see video 4:50, was I believed the first time I ever swooned.
And then I swoon again when I hear this boy
Man,I just love that curly black hair and those cute freckles.See it is one thing to be cute,but to be cute,a talented singer,a practicer of abstinence,and play acoustic guitar is another thing.
I think that song is so beautiful.The video is nice too, minus the clumsy girl with the wings that was messing up the groove. Did I mention that I love acoustic guitors and
dudes that can play them?
I love the movie an

MARK TAYLOR
He is so indescribably fine.I loved Gene,his character in the movie.He was so smooth,and he made me love dudes in fedora hats.In that first scene,when he rolled down the window and revealed his fine younger self,see video 4:50, was I believed the first time I ever swooned.
And then I swoon again when I hear this boy

Man,I just love that curly black hair and those cute freckles.See it is one thing to be cute,but to be cute,a talented singer,a practicer of abstinence,and play acoustic guitar is another thing.
I think that song is so beautiful.The video is nice too, minus the clumsy girl with the wings that was messing up the groove. Did I mention that I love acoustic guitors and
dudes that can play them?
Sunday, April 12, 2009
HI-YA
I am Lexci and I had a blog before but it was made when I wasn't being my trueself.
So most of the stuff on it was me attempting to be something I'M NOT.
Just recently I realized to be a leader I can't be afraid to stand out,to be different,to be weird,to be me.So THIS BLOG IS THE CAREFREE UNAFRAID ME
ENTRY FROM JOURNAL:
4/10/09
8:04 pm
I just saw a bunch of wild purple flowers and right in the middle of them was a single yellow wild flower.Will I be that wild yellow flower in a sea of purple?
Yes,I will
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