Feeling Inspired!

Been feeling a little inspired to just go for it lately! Was re-reading my old posts on one of my other blogs Muses to My Soul and came across one I wanted to share today. Enjoy!

"People often find it easier to be a result of the past than a cause of the future."

A Sixth Sense: Ex Radar

 I just love this!

I have been a little absent lately. Not just from blogging, but from everything in life to just take a breather and figure out where am I really going. To no avail, I'm still searching for that answer. In the meantime, I finally made a step towards one of my goals for 2011 which is to become physically fit.


As soon as I start moving, just moving, even though its the beginning, guess who comes back around. I feel as if any time I am in the process of making progress an ex comes knocking. And not just one either. It's like exes have a sixth sense.


First, an ex from a couple years back who told me the reason why we broke up was due to the fact that he wasn't comfortable falling in love. A few years removed from the relationship and hearing this same excuse multiple times already now I just quietly blink, nod to myself, and say ok. I mean what is there to say?! Then, one lovely morning or afternoon on facebook chat he decides to reveal that he still loves me and that is the reason why we can no longer be friends. This, of course, is followed by a 'delete' on facebook. I chuckled because little did he know I had been praying on what to do with him since I no longer needed his negativity in my life and lo' and behold he moved himself.

Then, last week after months that my facebook account had been deactivated, I receive a friend request. *bbm confused face*


Now the second ex... Again, oh dear facebook and that devil called 'mini feed'. I see my ex who was once upon a time my best friend (i.e., meaning it was easier attempting friendship years later than other exes) comments on a female ex-best friend's status. I'm thinking to myself, when did they become so friendly for him to comment on her wall. Then, the second thought comes around and I'm thinking you comment on her page, but haven't spoken to me in a month. Must be the ex-radar because I received a phone call last night.



Can ex's really be friends? At what point do you stop playing in the revolving door? How do you even break it down that you have no interest in playing a role in their life or them playing a role in your life at this point? Should you have to define your relationships with people? Why do people linger, popping in and out of your life?



Those are the questions that  I ponder right now and I am in no rush to answer them just yet, just like 'his' ignored friend request and 'his' unanswered phone call.


So... Do ex's really have a sixth sense? I know I am not the only person this happens to!


Feel free to share!

Any Good Black Men Left?

Fine Chocolate! Mr. Darren Sharper

It may be that I am just becoming more aware or it really is a new occurrence, but men seem to be immature in their early 20's. The focus is getting money, women, and grinding. I'm not going to stand in the way of a man bettering himself through education and grinding in his career, but with Black women outnumbering Black men... the mentality that men can have more than one woman and women should learn to accept it is inexcusable. But why can't you get another degree and move up the career latter with a woman by your side. (It is my dream to be a power couple with my significant other.)

I want to know who sets the standard of culture and expectations. Women are chasing men like weaves. So at what point will men not go after every woman he can sleep with and how long can a woman stand her ground in a man's life if another woman is standing by waiting and plotting on how to get close to his bed side.

It is too easy to ask are there any good Black men, but my question is are there any good Black men who are faithful, trustworthy, mature, focused, God-fearing, loyal, independent in all respects, and in their early 20's. I rather wait for an equal that attracts my interest than fall back into old habits of just keeping a man around because I rather not be lonely. Something about this time of waiting for Mr. Right that teaches you patience, strength, and provides ample time for introspection.


Content with the journey... after all the journey is the destination.

Facebook: The Death of Civilization

Uncle Sam wants you! Yes, you!

A couple of months back I deleted my Facebook account. I became fed up with the antics that continued to appear on my news feed and the false sense of "friend"-ship that people assumed. I recently reactivated my account.. Who knows how long it will remain activated. I guess until the next "I just got laid/smoking a J" or "My baby daddy ain't ish" status appears, I'll stay on. Let's begin...


On my way to work this morning, I was listening to 93.9 discussing how people behave on Facebook. Oh the ignorance that ensued. 


Parents and adults called in stating that Facebook should have a age limit. Then, someone suggested that the government should monitor teen's facebook pages for language that could provoke violence.


All I could think was: Are you freaking kidding me!


Even if there was an age limit, kids would lie to get on just like I did when I was young to create a blackplanet page or a myspace. I remember when Facebook was just for college students and then a separate section just for high school students. There wasn't as many issues as there are now on Facebook since it has opened to the general masses.


And why in the world does the government need to monitor your child's behavior??? I believe parents fail to uphold their responsibility as guardians over their children. A parent saying they can't control their child is a parent that maybe should not have had a child. Monitoring your child's behavior on Facebook is not the responsibility of the government or Facebook. Teach our youth how to conduct themselves on social networking sites and then we would be better off.



Then again, the kids have to have an example. I honestly see more adults acting reckless and childish on Facebook than I see teenagers. So, who are they supposed to follow?


I mean adults are killing each other over $20. (If you haven't heard the NY news story, Click here!) Times are getting crazy and Facebook is becoming the death of people acting civilized.


Somehow people take the comfort of being behind their Internet screen forgranted believing that the Internet is safe a space to attack people, create drama, and be a Internet thug. Not every person is equipped with the skills to maturely, logically, and rationally respond to such immature nonsense.


I don't know what the solution is just yet, but I know that Facebook is not the problem. It is the people who use Facebook to devise evil and wicked plans.



What's your take?

Looking for Mr. Right (Now?)

Not sure about all of that..

The funny thing about being single is that at some point you start thinking about when you will no longer be single.


Lately I find my mind engrossed with thoughts of finding Mr. Right or at least Mr. Right Now. I think I have been single for about 5-7 years now. Which really means I have not had an adult relationship. At 22, I know I'm still young, but for some strange reason 23 seems like the age of blissful love affairs and romantic evenings under the stars.


The craziest part about expecting love is seeing male friends or strangers and wondering "Is he it?"


I'm not crazy!! but I am in love with the idea of being in love. The idea of love. The love you see in movies that reality seems to distance itself far away from. Love that is romantic, sweet, adventurous, loyal, faithful, and amazing. What can I say!? I'm an idealist!


I guess I should take the advice of Vivica Foxx from my favorite movie Two Can Play That Game and, "occupy my damn time."


Life is such... well I really don't know yet! Still amazing in my eyes with a bit of bumps and bruises along with old scars.


To be continued... hopefully something will pop up. I just want a little spice added to my love life.


~ A Beautifully Crafted Mind

A New Beginning!

I originally started this blog as a medium to express myself and do so without scrutiny or anyone knowing who I am.

At this very moment, I feel empowered not to hide behind a pseudonym for my freedom of expression.

Lately, I felt as if my blog has become a pulpit for every issue I wanted to address including my lack of a so-called love life. I guess on March 1, 2011 I'm starting a revolution for myself, to be a little open to the world and show a little more than I would be comfortable with.


This is the last post for the moment under Diary of a Single Black Woman...

And no, I'm still single lol Still looking for Mr. Right, but Single Black Woman just doesn't seem to give justice to the complex simplicity of my soul, heart, and mind.

Under Transition to the next chapter! Salud!