Thank You.

Even when we least expect it God is working on our behalf.  This week (being that it's finals) has been kicking my butt left and right and some days I forget to pray and this is the one time I can honestly say "God knows my heart" and mean it.  I'm not using that as an excuse because at any given moment I thank God for just being him.  Today, I realized that in the midst of me trying to steer left God has my best interest at heart.  So, instead of being totally bummed out as to why what I ultimately wanted didn't transpire - I'm grateful.   I said all of that to say, thank you.  

forever grateful.

untitled.

one step.

the journey of a 1000 miles begins with one step.

=)

P.S. There's hope.

05.09.2010

They take my kindness for weakness.
They take my silence for speechless.
They consider my uniqueness strange.
They call my language slang.
They see my confidence as conceit.
They see my mistakes as defeat.
They consider my success accidental.
They minimize my intelligence to "potential".
My questions mean I'm unaware.
Not to ask means I don't care.
Any praise is preferential treatment.
To voice concern is discontentment.
If I stand up for myself, I'm too defensive.
If I don't trust them, I'm apprehensive.
I'm deviant if I separate.
I'm fake if I assimilate.
My advancement is somehow affair.
When I reach the top, it's considered rare.
My character is constantly under attack.
Pride for my race makes me "too black"

Yes indeed.

Instead of trying to edit & erase mistakes out of my life's story.  I'm going to trust God with this pen.  =)

Fun for me.

I prefer art shows & galleries over parties. prefer going to cafe’s chilling  &listening to music and poetry than drinking. I prefer having intellectual conversations over who is he going out with.  This is my ideal of "fun" - although it may appear rather "lame" to some - I just have a certain type of preference.  That is all. 

Common Sense.

 

Some dudes recognize the light but can't handle the glare.

05.08.2010

When words aren't enough to adequately describe how I feel - I turn on my music.  Seems like every other song possibly describes my thoughts.  I'll start sharing those.  Happy Saturday folks.

with love,

april nicole.

Shade Doesn't Matter.

From a dark (light) skin girl to a light (dark) skin brotha
Shade doesn’t matter, heart makes the lover
Boy you so beautiful
Boy you so beautiful
Shade doesn’t matter, heart makes the lover

Honey brown,

caramel,

coffee brown,

chocolate,

toffee,

pecan,

licorice,

Boy you so beautiful