In The Morning.

04:40, am
My bedroom, In my bed.

Flashing lights break through the darkness
My eyes, forced open to see my phone flashing
Alarm - AWAKE.

With an out stretched arm
i reach for the button that will end it all
QUIT.

"I'm awake"
"I'm alive"
the two most frequent thoughts to invade my mind
every morning.

I lay there for a moment longer
not daring to close my eyes
i want to see this hour through.


Upright i sit, as my eyes adjust to the darkness.

To my left, my laptop sits
opening the lid, light floods the room
blinking routinely as my eyes adjust to the light.

You Tube.
In the morning? Mhmmm...
Fingers to keyboard i type in

I..S...R...A
Israel New Breed.

My words sometimes
aren't enough, and so
i often find a beautiful melody
to sing to, praise to..

Away, away from the noise
Alone with you
Away, away to hear your voice
And meet with you
Nothing else matters, my one desire is

To worship You, I live
To worship You, I live, I live
To worship You.

Tears bled from my eyes
weeping, calling out to The Father.
My Father, and if you didn't already know
Your Father.

With the song on repeat
(By repeatedly starting it again :P)
The song was with me

- As i washed the dishes
- As i ate my breakfast
- As i got dressed
And even now as i am typing.

Before i dash off to get my 07:00 bus
let me leave you with a proposition.

Make each day count
Start it right, In The Morning

Blessings.

Fair Point.

In search of royale blue vanas?
(Vans to you)
you have to shop around abit unoe...
but we all know what the weather was like
Thursday evening... Terrential rain much?
Very!

And so i take only two stops
Camden & Oxford St
(Lazy me, i know :P)

So i walk into Office, nope.
And then walk into Schuh...
didn't the van/converse/keds
section used to be on the wall on the right
near the stock room?

Well they aren't there anymore :P
whilst in search of my foot friends
i begin to notice, this shop is just full of heels and boots
thats just dumb...

and almost like a reflex action
my eyes are guided toward some
graphics on the ceiling

I quote.
If you don't see the "beauty" of heels, stick to trainers

I smiled,
got out my phone
and copied it down

Fair point Schuh, Fair point.

Life on Camera

Its usually me and my Canon
out and about snapping up
everything later to be edited
in Photoshop and marvelled over.

But what about when im at home
sitting on my laptop
like i am right now?

My intergrated camera is with me
through everything that happens
that sing a long to Jazmine Sullivan
that unexpected phonecall
or the dance off me and my brother have

Was going through a video
that was taken a few weeks back
had quite a bit of material
that i thought would be fun
to edit and show.

So enjoy :)



Its just my life on camera baby!

Its Time.

I keep coming across websites where people testify against relaxers (you go girl!)
A'hem and serenade us with pictures of their 'Hair Journey'...
Seriously, if you clock the number of 'Black Hair' blogs i'm beginning to follow..
and just look through the History on my laptop and see the Natural Hair pages im browsing.

I sit there and smile.
Thinking wow she has nice hair.
And her... oh and her too...
Oooh and that girl... wow her hair is beautiful.

Every now and again reaching my hand up to my scalp
and thinking... 'Where the hell did my hair go?'
Now im not saying im bald or anything...
but my hair isn't progressing...

My hair used to be this.
My hair used to be that.
Well you know what.
My hair can be all those things again and more...
I just gotta work at it..

so now i think.
Its time...

...i just gotta buy me a satin scarf boy! :P

I miss the thickness

I miss the length

I miss the versatility.

Appreciation.

Through the 24 hours of everyday
Seven days of each week
and four weeks of each month
there are people around us that are always there.

Always there to smile at you when you couldn't flex the muscles yourself
Or give you a hug, just when you needed it.
Being there for you, because....
they wanted to.

But instead of you acknowledging them and saying thank you
once in a while. You over look that...
taking them, and everything they do for you
for granted.

All without you knowing of course.

So this is to those of you who stick by my stubborn, unworthy, screwface self.
Even when you could walk the other way, and just forget.

You make me smile.

My Hands Hurt.

Im usually the 'put my hair in plaits straight away' kind of girl.

I don't know whats been happening these past two months.
But winter is coming, and my hair is tired.

Very tired, you'll notice by the shorter length.

With this Saturday being my only free one for quite a while..

I thought i'd attempt to save my hair.
With twists.

12:30 - 23:58
5 breaks

First time i've ever finished my hair in one day..... barely :)