YES Daniel Sunjata is deliciously SEXY!

&& YES I would tearr that African American,German & Irish ass UP!

haha ladies?...can I get an amen? HOLALOUYAH!! =]

"he took me to the bayou, he laid me down, and he rubbed my head so gently..."

"What you found was quiet... in a world full of thunder."

My Bajan "brother-in-law" sent me this email yesterday...ok so he is a little slow hee hee =] but peep...

"This shit is unreal. I hope someone writes me back and say that that's not really Rihanna cuz i have just seen this pic for the first time and i can't believe this so-called man is still living his life the way he chooses to. How could someone let there (child, sister, cousin, friend) have this happen to them and allow the person who did it to walk the streets or better yet live. Her folks must not be real Bajans, cuz Bitch Brown would be walking wit artificial legs, use pencils for fingers, a bag to piss and shit in, and then to make him really understand what he did, a real bajan would tie his ass to a tree and just throw rocks at him then piss on his bruised body to show him what pain is. I wish and hope he is sent to jail for even 3 days so he can see how it feels when a man beats a woman."


Brutal...truth hurts but very well said. =]

That's my issue. I keep telling myself that things were so good and that there is potential, but never realized how long it would take till that potential was executed into making a lasting relationship. That, or getting left. The late and great Marilyn Monroe once said "A wise girl kisses but doesn't love, listens but doesn't believe, and leaves before she is left." She maybe right, but I still do believe in "soul mates". I'm a firm believer in "true love" and that there is someone made for everyone. Every women has made mistakes when it comes to men but without those mistakes made, there would be no room for perfection. There would be no accuracy for choosing the right man, certainty that he is the right man, and understanding as to why that is. Other than that we would be lying to ourselves, but certainty is TRUTH. Sometimes we may not have the patience or energy calculating how many guys it will take before you find "him" but it's well worth the hardship.

"Chloe, Ms. Cleo, gimme a bomboclot readin..." Sebbie rapped on about one of my besties. Who knew that he would know her future. Yes, my "psychic" is my best friend, Chloe but I like to call her Ms. Chlo' jo =] She gives me insight to my future especially "my love life". Well, maybe she cant tell me the future, but she can damn well tell it like it is. She gets these feelings and forces that come to her, and tells me, no mater how outrageous it may sound haha. I appreciate all her stupidity and blasphemy, but also her words of wisdom. I don't need to be ripped off by a complete stranger. I already have a "psychic" that knows me well enough. =]

Christina Arroyo
Photography 2
Ms. Milligan
April 2008

I love photography. Honestly, I never thought I would be saying this but it has been a wonderful experience for me. I feel like it has come natural to me since I entered Ms. Milligan's class, although my past experiences weren't so great. I took Photo 1 at Watertown High and found it to be really confusing. I never really understood the concept and I took awful pictures. This semester I chose to take Photo 2 as a last resort, with the mind set that I wasnt gonna be so great at it. I joined the class a day late, but just in time to go over the basics. Ms. Milligan kept it short and simple so that I understood the concepts, and with that knowledge I learned to take beautiful pictures. The CRLS photography program helped me discover a talent I never knew exsisted. With my new talent I hope to capture feelings and emotions from my photograghs, and from the people viewing them as well. A famous photographer, Irving Penn once said "A good photograph is one that communicates a fact, touches the heart and leaves the viewer a changed person for having seen it." This is what I plan to do with this course. I plan bring forth photographs with a statement to show my true passion for photography.

Me say, ay natty dreadlock a where you come from?! ;]

We woke up side by side at a friends house. My belongings were out of the way so I decided to purchase my essentials for the day. A mini blow dryer and a pair of purple "penguin printed" underwear you helped pick out. I'm glad you liked them as much as I did. =] On our way back, we stopped to catch little cuzzo's opening day at the baseball field across the street from where we awoke that morning.The whole fam was there, some which I never met before that day. How beautiful they all were, until things got "ugly". Screaming and fighting in public, unbearable for any loved one to witness. "Come on let's get outta here." you said to me and we took that "walk of shame" together. I didn't know what to do or say. I'd never seen you look so vulnerable.

We got to the house and headed for the shower. As water cascaded down your back, I can see in your eyes you were still saddened. You were looking down at the ground, as if you were alone, but you weren't,I was there. I embraced you, washed you, soaked up every emotion from your dripping body, and wrung them free. We kissed so passionately and made love.(and washed again of course ;]) After our much needed cleanse, I put on my fun new panties, got dressed, and dried my hair with my new "mini dryer" and a round brush. I blasted my beats while doing the do and while you had chill time with the fellas in the next room. I was almost finished,wrapping my hair around my brush, listening to Ron Isley's "Between the Sheets" you walk in and stand behind me. You place your head on my shoulder and start to rock me from side to side singing "oooohh baby, baby, I feel your looooove surrounding me." along with the man himself. That put a smile on both our faces. I don't remember much else but I do remember being admired for our relationship and you telling me "your hair looks nice."

"Every memory isn't shattered but never rekindled..........."

Well, now,
if little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you little by little.
If suddenly
you forget me
do not look for me,
for I shall already have forgotten you.

If you think it long and mad,
the wind of banners
that passes through my life,
and you decide
to leave me at the shore
of the heart where I have roots,


that on that day,
at that hour,
I shall lift my arms
and my roots will set off
to seek another land.


if each day,
each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me
with implacable sweetness,

if each day a flower
climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my love, ah my own,
in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine

Compliments to my oh em gee. love you =]

"As for me, to love you alone, to make you happy, to do nothing which would contradict your wishes, this is my destiny and the meaning of my life."

Soooooooooo...where's my napoleon at?

This is known to be the first albino dolphin!

I HATE the ocean...but I want one. =]

This is my expression, in black and white. Color is ok but contrast is preferred. Like pen to a paper, photography tells me a story, any story I please, which is the best part. I can look at a photograph and feel one way, then go back and look at it 20 minutes later and feel totally different. "A picture says a thousand words", greater than any fairy's your tale.