Can He Pass The Homie Line?

•July 12, 2010 • Leave a Comment

He says things to you that make you smile, when he’s around you feel good, when you engage in a conversation you don’t want to stop, but when you look at him . . . you want to paper bag that!

Ok maybe not that fo-ugly but he’s just not your “dream” guy.

So when do you erase the line? What will it take to make this guy attractive to YOU?

I know I’m not the only vain girl out there. And if your man ain’t all that, chances are it took a while for you to recognize that he was all that to you. But how did he do it?

What attracts me to a man, abs and sexy eyes aside, is:

Deep conversation
Humor
His appreciation for little things
Ambition

I know a few guys who are genuine and have all that, but I’m just not attracted to them, I could never take it past the friend line. But then I meet Mr. Sexy sexy and I start to act a fool, if he doesn’t have what I’m looking for I adapt to what he does have and I put it under the light. And for real, some of the guys I’ve been interested in are fyne as hell. With their modelesque faces and lickable bods, the problem, we can’t get past the physical. When I get that feeling, I want _ _ (you can fill in the blanks) but I’m so tired of all that.

I want to be with someone who can watch a movie with me without trying to rub up on me. Someone who can be chill, someone who can be my homie when I need him to be, and my lover when I want him to be. The thing is the sexies aren’t feeling the homie role, and I won’t allow the others to play anything but the homie role.

But with all these failed relationships on my record I think I’m just going to have to dig deeper. Be open to the not so attractive ones, start erasing that line, see where life takes me.

But if you looking like Chris Bosh . . . I got that permanent marker, you know what I’m saying, that line will be nice and thick.

To all the girls who have the fyne men on lock, good on you. And to all the ladies who can love their man from the inside out – do you boo!

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To Be Ashamed or Shameless? . . . That is the question

•April 9, 2015 • Leave a Comment

Will you inbox every facebook friend and put your head down in shame or will you hold your head up high!

Head in Hands

Dreams, Goals, Aspirations and Determination

How far are you willing to go to get what you want?

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Self Thought

•December 25, 2013 • Leave a Comment

Truth is, I know I’m worth more.
But I play dumb to my own potential. Ignorance precedes me.
I let lies content me.
I let truth pass by me.
I accept less than what I deserve.
… past tense
I accepted less than I deserved.
Moving forward.
Going after what I’m worth.
And only letting what’s worth it come after me.

I may not be the best writer . . .

•May 24, 2013 • Leave a Comment

I may not be the best writer . . ..

 

Thoughts.

•July 24, 2012 • Leave a Comment

You never really see
The way that it should be
When ur up close
What you want most
Might not be what you need

Your chasing hollow dreams
Empty words fill your speech
You think ur in control of life
And what tomorrow brings

Baby u walk through life
Like its your paradise
nothing’s as it seems
U might be high today
On top you’ll stay
Til you fall to ur knees

What you do aint what you say
Who you are changes each day
Lies cover all your mistake
But truth will always pave a way

-Philly W

Slowly but surely

•July 10, 2012 • Leave a Comment

I don’t know what you want from me.
I don’t know why you talk to me.
I don’t know how you feel about me.

I just know that you don’t want what I want from you.

You don’t talk to me for the same reasons I talk to you.

You don’t feel for me, the way I feel for you.

When I look at you, my heart smiles. When you touch me, you take a piece of my soul. I never knew I could fall the way I fell for you.

Slowly. But surely.

Slowly I learned who you were, slowly I saw different sides of you. Slowly you I discovered our commonalities. Slowly you became someone I didn’t want to be without. Slowly you took over my thoughts. Slowly you became apart of me. Slowly I wanted to become a part of you.

Surely, I love you.

– Philly W

My Top 5 Deathbed Regrets

•February 2, 2012 • Leave a Comment

Hmmm… that article on the guardian got me thinking…if I were on my deathbed what would MY top 5 regrets be?

You know sometimes when I was writing an exam, I would work from the back to the front; somehow it just felt like less pressure because I already knew what was at the end… and Life is one big exam isn’t it? OK, that was pretty corny. But really let’s explore.

Wow…OK, I’m already enjoying this. I would regret the following.

1. Never really getting into GREAT shape, staying there, LOVING IT and loving my body; and to be honest; I’d like to have had a six pack at least once!

2. Never approaching a possible love interest, or a past or intermediate lover and telling them how I REALLY feel.

3. Never reaching my full potential as a musician, both technically and commercially.

4. Never having learned to be my best self; I hate to say ‘god-like’, but something like that.

I think that’s it. That’s really all I could come up with. I thought of things like…never going to the Caribbean, or Italy, but I KNOW that’s going to happen. Every few years I’m in a new country it seems. So Travel might be on the list.

I’d like to explain number 4, I’m happy with who I am and my evolution as a human being; but I do think one of the end goals is LOVE. I hope to reach the state when I gave ALWAYS with a true heart, not because of the benefits I might receive. To love like a child, the older I get and not become jaded and miserly with my feelings. To be honest with my friends at all times, and strangers too. That’s the eventual goal…I started my life out like that. I remember that ol’ innocence of childhood, the giving with an open free and ever loving heart, and then somewhere in the middle i took a HARD LEFT. Over the years, I hope to learn to trust fully again, and to continue really loving even when I’m deceived.

But for now let me get started on that six pack…

Top 5 Regrets of the Dying

•February 2, 2012 • Leave a Comment

Top 5 Regrets of the Dying

1. I wish I’d had the courage to live a life true to myself, not the life others expected of me.

“This was the most common regret of all. When people realise that their life is almost over and look back clearly on it, it is easy to see how many dreams have gone unfulfilled. Most people had not honoured even a half of their dreams and had to die knowing that it was due to choices they had made, or not made. Health brings a freedom very few realise, until they no longer have it.”

Ahhhh….We are ALL DYING, yes we know. I do think about my life and my death quite often. Most mornings I wake up and just ask myself…”What am I DOING with my Life.” Sometimes – although not as often as before- I compare myself to my friends and colleagues and wonder if I’m moving fast enough. But when I’m calmed down and had a few breaths I realize that I’m doing just fine.

You should take some time to read through this article (click on the link below photo), or just skim through it like I did. #1 just hits the nail on the head for me, it was something I struggled with for a LOOOONNNNNGGG time. But I’d like to say that I’m almost over that hump; and so grateful for that. I spent some of the best years of my life trying to make my parents happy. I was always a good student, but never felt like I was good enough until I had “achieved” something, and then…it wasn’t even enough. I made the Dean’s List my first year of University at Canada’s Best Ranked University; and yet it really wasn’t for me; after that first year, I knew that school was NOT for me. I tried to leave but I was terrified, and didn’t really have the strength to do it.

I suffered through the next 4 years of college like it was a bad marriage. Hopelessly unhappy; unable to share my pain because really I had it all. My folks were PAYING for my education, I had an apartment AND a car…I had it all. It was honestly one of the darkest times of my life. Thank GOODNESS 2 years ago I had the courage to finally tell my dad that I was going to pursue music FULL TIME. He asked me when I would go back to school; and i had to admit, that I had no definite plans to return and that I would try the “singing thing” until I died…literally. That was honestly the most difficult thing I’ve ever had to do; and also the thing I’m most proud of having done done. I love my Dad, I respect him, and I saw the hurt in his eyes when I told him this. But I just couldn’t keep living for him. It was untrue to the life that was given to me from the Divine.

And so I’m free. I’m still evolving to become the woman I want to be; and I predict I will continue approaching the tangent of idealism and perfection. I hope to enjoy the journey there, though i know i may never reach it. Me and the lovely lady with whom i started this blog, have been like soul sisters to each other, and I’m really happy to say that somehow we’ve been hitting all the points on this list.

2. I wish I hadn’t worked so hard.

3. I wish I’d had the courage to express my feelings.

4. I wish I had stayed in touch with my friends.

5. I wish that I had let myself be happier.

The only thing I might add is learning to love oneself more. That includes saying kind things about yourself, forgiving yourself for your mistakes, treating yourself like the King or Queen that you are, and getting regular checkups…if your tummy feels funny don’t wait until you’re writhing on the ground (like me…) to check it out…no matter how much it costs…maybe the landlord should wait an extra month or two if necessary; hell go on welfare if you need to.

My friend and I have talked over such points and many more. We’ve made a commitment, to have more fun…UHMMM hello that’s what this blog is all about “DO YOU BOO”. We keep in touch with friends…and continue to build supportive and nourishing relationships. We pick out of life’s buffet and choose what brings us joy. We’re learning not to care what everyone thinks. We are working on expressing our feelings…I’ll admit that is probably our weakest point. But we’re getting there; and I’m proud to say, we’re chasing our dreams…chasing men…when the occasion calls for it…and living our life like it’s golden.

and so should you boo!