inkwells, roses, and funkmusic

don't get me wrong... this is what i have.

a few spots of ink

my vent and filter...

a writer's victory is being read.
controversy or not.

i write about how i feel.


i can't always say what i want... perhaps i should pick up an instrument.

words, feelings can lose context and confuse readers... drat.

but, if I'm allowed a little spot of ink, when it stinks...


i see roses.

therapeutic intervention

getting dumped sucks. but, when it feels like I am being punished for making a doctoral program my priority, it sucks in a special way that only leads me to feel assuredly self confident. if it wasn't me the last time, it certainly isn't me this time. i've worked for ten years to get to this point and any woman who is into me and has a patient view of the future should understand why i can't be everything to her at this moment. a little glimpse into the future, a little faith, and a who lot of love will surely guide her to respect my priorities. Does this mean I should cut myself off from any form of attention because I'm land locked in grad school? I hope not. studying being my occupation and side project, i hope for just a little female energy to remind me I'm making someone proud. School breaks should be my opportunity to spend what little free time i do have with someone special.

I almost made an unannounced trip to DC... that situation turned out to be more complicated that I could imagine. The genius, again, had issues that kept her from being emotionally stable - or at least able to make rational, relationship preserving decisions. from my current vantage, i feel like the victim of sista's tryna assert their sovereignty . some otha fella jacked it up and now, i'm subject to the winds of supposed "caution." Maybe she just wan't the ONE for me...at least not now.

Given the way things have developed, I'll return to Atlanta a bit wiser, a lot smarter, and hopefully not as lonely as I've felt in winters past. Strange how my boys who aren't doing as much in terms of their future's stay laced with arm candy...

I'm not hatin. I'm just sayin. My homeboy's are cool and I usually get some small percent jealous when I work hard to plan a decent life and along the way I get ditched by presumably intelligent sistas. Maybe I'm boring?

Today, I will listen to cee-lo's new album lady killer for way the 3rd time all the way through. therapy for a physical therapy student.

Master of Ceremonies

First duty as a member of the honor council: master of ceremonies for the signing ceremony. this event familiarizes first term students with our policy to promote academic integrity. after twenty minutes of talks about the consequences of violating the student handbook, the council held its annual dress code fashion show to lighten the mood. i recall our own signing ceremony and remembered laughing seeing advanced students having fun while showing off inappropriate attire for lecture, lab, and professional events. this year, i shared the responsibility with a female co-host to preside over this year's "Flashing Lights Fashion Show." Both incorrect and correct styles of dress were shown and I switched up the music with each, using Kanye's "flashing lights" when appropriate styles were worn and right said fred's "i'm too sexy" (a University favorite) when inappropriate attire was displayed. I closed off the evening wishing students well encouraging then to, "be appropriate, be, smart, and flash your lights!" It was a hit and I received complements from both first term students and members of the council.

"mc means master of ceremonies, some people who mc don't know what this term means."_ATCQ

Honorable Mention

I was elected to the Honor Council at the University of St.Augustine, representing the Purple class of DPT students!

I've wanted this since our first week of graduate school and am excited to share this great news!

(doing a lil dance)

:c)

Trimester Won

1st term is ova!
status update: no official word on making the Honor Council as of yet... bit, its been a great semester! I feel like once I really got the hang of things it was just about over.

My biggest accomplishment: helping to teach a fellow student during finals week, just in time for her to pass the class! So proud of my peers for working hard and taking that giant leap for human kindness!

PT is awesome.. now on with the vacation! ATL are u ready?

-delano :c)

Standing Out

Today I was nominated by a classmate for the Honor Council at The University of St.Augustine! "Employed" to uphold the standards of the University, the Council serves to internally protect the reputation of the physical therapy profession at the graduate level. A distinguished privilege; it will come down to a vote from my class as a whole and I'm excited to be the first student nominated! As an active participant in all of our classes, I build my reputation as a vocal and participating student in the overall learning process. Its my unlikely B.S. degree in Health Physical Education and Recreation that I attribute to my ability to instruct others and communicate effectively.

This semester has been a trying one. Medical Physiology and Skills challenge my ability to learn very detailed information and retain it for practical use in the courses to come.

Early on I yearned for a study group to best attack the massive volume of information presented to us in an accelerated fashion. It wasn't an easy task even for a highly sociable person like myself. The Purple Class demographics reflect the profession as a whole - white females making up the majority of practicing therapists. Their male counterparts seemed my biggest challenge to reach in terms of building my social network. There were times my ability to perform well in class seemed to annoy them, especially early in the semester. I made a curriculum adjustment, dropping anatomy just before midterms. This allowed me to focus on the material at hand and retain more information and perform better on tests. This strategy is often praised by faculty who call it a more normal approach to PT School and prepare students better for clinical work. So, far, the second half of the semester has reflected that to a "T." My grades improved in all areas and I'm looking very good going into finals...


A second bright moment in my day arose just after our last Clinical Massage laboratory.
After seeing me train my body in the gym yesterday, our instructor found out from other students that I'm a skilled dancer. After class he approached me offering insight to a unique clinical internship that might be available during the 6th term. Two alumni of the University now work for Cirque du Soleil. My personal interest in dance and ability to perform complex movement pattern piqued his interest and thus he shared with me a very interesting chance at having a very special clinical internship down the road.

Folks, my insides are doing back flips! What a wonderful intersection along my path to have a faculty member offer such a parallel opportunity with my vision for a non traditional approach to treating patients!

I can say with preparedness, that time is on my side. I thanked God immediately for making me exactly who I am and for showing me the door to what may be a foot into my future! I'm excited and have to meet a classmate at 7pm. One hour to eat and chill... then its back to being a student...a stand out student at that!

the great long time coming

good things take time
and i've run out of impatience

Big Boi's solo effort dropped and in
grand fashion I've found a relic
of prosperity in OutKast
yet again...

Always there with something immeasurable
musical projects often required multiple listens
to fully digest.

So, uncanny being right on time
was the Stray Bullets Mixtape from Dungeon Family
First generator Cee-Lo Green.

With the effervescent Janelle Monae splattering magazines from Vogue to TRACE
and Threestax (aka Sunny Valentine) all over Ciara's "Ride" remix
I've had a good friday.

the Lo, mixtape emerged from the blogosphere a few weeks ago
and the Nike commercial featuring Dre was something I found on youtube
a short wile ago also...he's mashed up with the Beatles doing just what he
fancies to bring us "All Together Now."

the other nature of 'Kast's galactic funky ride thru the A-Town
surprised me first on facebook showing up as a friends profile picture rocking a Woodward Academy hoodie.

For those who don't know its the perfect fit for a member of the group forging southern duality thru the musical cosmos.
Woodward is an ex military non parochial private school in College Park, GA just a few miles from Tri Cities High School where the duo met. My personal alma mater, WA is a world away from Freaknik and yesterday's fried folklore of Atlanta's urban cuisine.



Somehow, the hoodie I now make infamous, surfaced in the video for "Shine Blockas" off the latest full length DF release: Sir Lucius Left Foot: The Son of Chico Dusty.

the fellas who captivated my attention in 96 with ATLiens, notwithstanding their seminal 1994 introduction, are still relevant and working in the most fickle of industries - my blog and playlist!