"We aim to please, Ms.Steele"

     So I recently, downloaded an audible copy of Fifty Shades if Grey by E.L. James. In all honesty, I think Fifty Shades is one of my favorite books of all time. As mentioned before, it follows the unusual relationship between billionaire Christian Grey and recent college grad Anastasia Steele. The only reason i took me a week to read the entire book was because I was on vacation and my aunt would have had my head if she found out that I was reading this book. So now I am anxiously waiting for the library to give me the book. Its been "In Transit" for the past week now and very little is stopping me from calling to check exactly where my book is. I read the sample to Fifty Shades Darker and I have to say, it is exhilarating so far. This book deals with Christian's past and former submissives.
     Personally, I don't see the big deal. Yes, there's sex. And yes, it explicitly involves BDSM. No, that's not the reason I'm reading the book. I'm a sucker for romance novels (and Christian Grey)  and after hearing so many people rant and rave about the book, I decided to check it out myself. After reading a sample I fell in love. Some people say that it's just like Twilight, but I personally don't see it, even though Fifty Shades was originally a fan fiction piece. I have to say I am very excited for the move to come out. I'm curious to who will play Ana and Christian. I definitely hope its not Kristen Stewart. In plainest language, I think shes too-boring. Every time I see her, she has that "What the hell am I doing here" stare and its kinda annoying. If she were cast that would also bring the whole "Fifty Shades-Twilight Comparison." I would prefer someone along e lines of Felicity Jones or Lucy Hale for Ana. The only person I see fit for Christian Grey is Ryan Gosling.

Need I say more?
  

    

Lucy Hale

Feliciy Jones

'MERICA!!!!!

So Lady Liberty is celebrating her 236th birthday tomorrow. How do I plan on celebrating? Simple. Doing a rant on the love of my country. I love my country!!!!! My mother and grandmother are immigrants from the Caribbean. So I guess I am "first generation." In all honesty, nowadays, no one, especially newly arrived immigrants of all nationalities, don't show their love and gratitude for the country they now call home. I can't help but feel irritated when someone that lives HERE says "Oh, I'm not American, I'm (insert other nationality here) " My thoughts are like "How dare you say that!" If you dislike this country so much, go back to where you came from! Its perfectly fine if someone says "I'm (nationality)- American" because they hold on to both cultures and identities. But purposely omitting America is rude and disrespectful. Another thing that pushes my buttons is when people refuse to stand for things like the Pledge of Allegiance or the national anthem. You don't have to belt out the lyrics but you have to stand if you are able bodied. At least show some respect.
I know my country isn't the best anymore. China is practically beating us at our own game. But people tend to forget that most of the Chinese live in abject poverty. That cannot be said about the great US of A. Although our economy isn't as great as it used to be, I am extremely proud of our country.
It IS possible to cone to this country and achieve the American Dream. My grandmother did it. She cane here with nothing but the clothes in her suitcase, no understanding of the English language, and very little formal education. But with hard work and dedication, she became prosperous. And she didn't receive any help from anyone. This is why I love this country. The fact that anyone can achieve anything if you put your mind to it. Not that it will be easy and painless, but it can happen. From the bottom of my heart, GOD BLESS AMERICA!

Fifty Shades of Grey by E.L. James

     I usually don't read extremely popular books but I REALLY want to read this book. At first, I didn't understand why a book about BDSM (look it up) was so popular. After browsng the Kindle Store, I decided to read a sample. Needless to say, I fell in love. Though I wouldn't call E.L. James the next Emily Bronte or JK Rowling, I have to say, she has a knack for writing romance novels.
     So I assume some people have heard about the book. Let me dispel one rumor: IT'S NOT ALL ABOUT SEX. There is sex in the novel but that is not the main plotline. The story follows Anastasia Steele, a recent college grad and her relaionship with billionaire Christian Grey.  Steele, a girl who has never dated before, is immediately attracted to Grey, which is something that puzzles her at first. Grey, a billionaire with demons of his own, is attracted to Steele but yearns for control, something he explicitly states. And that's how far I got. I'm currently on the waiting list (#835) at the local library. I'm really curious to what happens next. I'm dying to read more. I wish I had money to buy a copy. There wasn't any sex in what I read but I am curious to how that's supposed to play a role. I think the book could have been just as good without it.

Where have you been

     I used to really like Rihanna. Not that I don't now, but my distaste for her has grown considerably recently.  Her vocals haven't changed much but the themes in her songs have. Her songs used to be about dancing and love and what not. Now they are all about sex. Whether it be oral, BDSM, or spontaneous, sex seems to be a recurrent, and irritating theme.
     Sex sells. Its that plain and simple. That's why it's in the media. Nothing gets a person's attention (good or bad) better than sex. That's why songs about it are almost always popular. For Rihanna, I guess it started with "S&M." The songs extols the joys of S&M, also known as sadomasochism, (a subset of BDSM) which is the receiving of pleasure by giving or receiving pain. I don't have a problem with S&M or BDSM. They are different types of erotic tastes that many people privately have. I think its perfectly fine to have those tastes, as long as it's safe and consensual. With that being said, I don't think it's okay to write some raunchy song about it just to sell albums.Since it was a major hit,  I would assume that afterwards, Rihanna caught on and decided that she would make an album solely devoted to sex. Which she did. To be honest, Talk that Talk should have been named "Talk Some Sex."   Most of the songs on the album refers to sex in some way, shape or form. I'd be lying if I said that I hated every song. I do like "We Found Love" and "Where Have You Been" (in addition to "Take Care" on Drake's album) which were not that overtly sexual at all (thank god!) The worst atrocity on this album has got to be "Birthday Cake." Even without the remix with Chris Brown, (remember him? the guy who beat her up and sent her to the hospital? obviously Rihanna doesn't) the song was disgusting. The song probably ranks amongst the most sexual songs that I have heard on the radio, even though at final length it is only 1:18 seconds long. Most of the lyrics include Rihanna chanting "Cake Cake Cake... (15 times)" To end with a hoorah, the songs fades out with her saying "I wanna fuck you right now." I mean, she didn't have to say that. If a person listened to the first minute of the "song" they would have already inferred that line. Before listening to this song, I didn't know cake could mean anything other than a dessert I eat on my birthday. Kudos to Rihanna for making it mean something more perverted.
    I hope the  old Rihanna comes back. I like the old music much better than the new. Sex sells, but it won't take her far. After a while, people are gonna get tired like me and want to listen to something else.

'Ohana means family, family means nobody gets left behind. Or forgotten.

     I think I heard that for the first time in Lilo and Stitch. Even though she was an only child, she had a really good idea of what family is. My family is different from most. I have a mother, who is the strongest person I know. I have three older brothers, Jack, Fred, and Stephen. And one younger sister, Grace. I don't live with my dad or even know him for that matter. If he were essential to my upbringing, he'd be here. And since he wasn't, it only proved that I didn't need him. Out of sight, out of mind.
Mom- I love my mother. Ya, she's always late, she has poor sense of style, and she gets easily annoyed. I love her. No matter how many "I love yous" I give her, I don't think she knows. She's incredibly strong, too. She moved to the US when she was a teenager, had to learn English on her own, and stay after class at school just to review the material because she didn't understand it. She suffered through an abusive marriage and still found a reason to smile at the end of the day. Every time life gives her lemons, she makes one hell of a lemonade.
Jack- Jack is my oldest brother. He's 23 right now and he's the father to my nephew Elijah. When we were younger, in all honesty, I didn't really know him. He was eight years older than I and had different friends from me. In a way, I didn't see him as my brother, just a "brother" figure. Now that he moved back with his fiancee and son (my nephew), its nice to get to know him and know how proud he is of me. With everything that's going on with Fred, he's been helping my mom better than I could have ever imagined.
Fred- Fred is my older brother. I don't think I've come out and said it before. Out of all three boys, growing up (as in all of 08/96-09/11), he was always my secret favorite. People always said we looked alike (even though I didn't personally see it) and we even have a similar birthmark in the same spot. As a little kid, I used to choose him to fight my petty child arguments with neighborhood kids. We both shared a dry sense of humor and were constantly annoyed by Stephen's laziness and lack of cleanliness. I loved him greatly. Sometimes, you'd think that if you love a person enough, they'd love themselves just as much. And it wasn't the case. I think he turned to drugs because he was depressed with his life. Its not that I condone what he did ( and is still doing) but I understand. He became mean and hateful towards me slowly but surely over time. Looking back, I'm not that surprised. I'm a Straight A student, top of my class, and there's no doubt that I'll be going far. When there's more than one sibling, there's always some form of sibling rivalry, some better than others. My brothers were always jealous of  me, mostly because I was the only girl (which meant I would get different gift and always have my own room) and was very good at school. I hate to sound cocky but I understand why. They were jealous and I accept that, simply because I put myself and their shoes. And when I did, I realized that I wouldn't have acted in no way different. I'm no psychologist but I think jealousy is a part of human nature. With success comes jealousy. Its a fact of life.
Stephen- I'm closest in age with him. He's only three years older than me. When we were younger, we used to fight like hell (like brother and sister). We're total opposites. He's skinny, I'm fat. He's street smart, I'm book smart. He's popular, I'm quiet. Teachers know him for his bad behavior, they know me for my good behavior. Due the past couple of months, he's changed considerably. He has a job and cares deeply about it. Theres more but in a way I'm extremely proud of him. I hope he graduates next year. I think he deserves it.
     They are my brothers and I love each and every one of them. I hope Fred gets better but heaven forbid that he doesn't, I will forever love him as one of my big brothers.
Grace-  Grace, as you may know, is my  year old sister. She means everything to me. I knew that I wanted to become a pediatrician but I didn't know I could sub-specialize to help little preemie angels like Grace grow and thrive. Though she's extremely aggressive and can e a lot to handle sometimes, I love her dearly and wouldn't know what I'd be doing for the rest of my life without her.

I just want to be beautiful

So summer is here. I think. Personally, summer doesn't feel that different from the other seasons. So a couple of days ago, I made an Instagram. Not to do much, just take photos and look at other people's photos. Most of the time, I see pictures that are really nice. Other times, I get jealous. I was always chubby when I was younger. Unlike most people, I haven't lost the fat. I hate seeing girls who used to be fat like me get so skinny so quickly. I hate the fact that most girls can wear bikinis and short shorts and not think anything of it, and I cant. I even get pissed when I see girls that I know are fatter than me wearing itty-bitty swim suits. Its what I call "an ugly bitch with a pretty bitch's self esteem" (excuse my french) I wish my self esteem was higher. But the truth is, you can have all of the brains in the world but if you aren't the least bit "pretty", you aren't going anywhere.
So you're thinking "What are you going to do about it?" In all honesty, I really don't know. I've tried "dieting " but it never lasts. I guess I'll try it one last time.

Tears No More

© Jessica Cutts

I told you how I felt
but you turned the other cheek
I was basically rejected
I feel so small, so very weak

I found the reason why I always keep to myself
I hate this feeling of pain
Of being rejected like I'm not good enough
This will happen never again

I'm tired of letting people in
I'm tired of being alone
I'm tired of being rejected and hurt
This is it that feelings gone

I'm not gonna let you in
I'm not gonna let you see my tears fall
I'm not gonna let you see me hurt
I'm not gonna let you bring me down most of all

I told you how I felt
Because I wanted you to know
But apparently you would never feel the same
So I guess its time for me to go

Source: Tears No More, Teen Heartbreak Poem http://www.bestteenpoems.com/poem/tears-no-more#ixzz1xbGDRZP6
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