Wednesday, November 10, 2010

Okay, I haven't been here since July, I've had a bit of wine... (Pinot) So, it's time to let it rip. Now (sips again) beforehand, I have to make a disclaimer. **IF YOU THINK THIS IS ABOUT YOU, I'll pay to get your head examined.**

I truly enjoy writing about these subjects. Though I am inspired by my life, as well as the ones around me, some people are so up their own ass, they think this shit is about them. If I don't directly introduce you to a character, Storm isn't raining about you. 

Well, now that we've got that out of the way. I have something I've wanted to write about for quite some time, and have simply not landed myself in front of my computer with the proper mindset to handle this subject. Looks at my assistant (yes, the wine) and nods. It's time...

Learning to let go...This for many of us is never easy, especially if whatever it is we need to let go is something we still want. People handle this in different ways, most hang on to it until it dies completely, then you want to have it stuffed, so you still keep it in its afterlife. Personally, I've struggled with this. I am a perfectionist, and I have these profound ideals, and I am completely hopeless when it comes to believing in the impossible. I like to break barriers. When someone says, ohhh this is impossible, or this or that can't happen. I take great pride in being the one to say something along the lines of *smirk*

"I did that." 

Many of think this is some horrible thing, man... get rid of whatever it is you clearly aren't supposed to have and let that good ish come in, whatever it may be. Just do it. Swallow that pride, and just do it. If not, you will find yourself wondering why things aren't going your way more often than you need to. In regards to people and relationships, it's a joint effort. Period! Regardless of the magnitude of the relationship. Once it becomes one-sided. Where one's personal goals are more important than yours or the actually survival of the relationship... it's time to go. It hurts, it sucks, you don't always understand it. 

Just say fuck it, and let it go. Chances are that person won't even notice you've decided to move on... that's the part that hurts the most. At least for me it is...

My mom asked me a question today about a grandchild she's wanted for a long time now (she has one, but of course she wants another one, lol) She couldn't have been more wrong about a situation, and she couldn't have asked at a worst time. Kept it simple, set the record straight. Sucked it up and went on to the next thing.

What else, oh, you never want to feel like you wasted a lot of time, because its not something you can get back.... the experience is well worth it, if you learn from it and have it handy for the next time something starts to resemble the crap you've managed to escape. 

**NEWSFLASH: As much as you want to think you can be friends with everyone, you just can't. I've tried, God knows I've tried, hard. It doesn't work with some people, I'm not going into a ton of detail because that's another blog entry in itself, and I want this one to remain kinda short. It's not worth the emotional stress that comes from you trying to figure out and process everything.

And to those of you who believe you can be friends with anyone, you are full of shit, we all don't think like you, and you're not the smartest thing to grace planet earth. Respect it and carry on.

** I am welcoming views and comments on this, post on the blog, or email me, please**

What else is going on right now? hmm... Yes! When you decide that you are ready to do something i.e: love, make sure you are still willing to wait for the right one. Some of us decide we want to do something and end up jumping into whatever with a whoever, that normally doesn't work out... so be careful. Storm is here if you need her, but I'm saying, some things can be avoided. :)

My future is looking quite bright... I'm opening up a bit more. Umm... I've been out of the "love loop" for a long time. So, the whole getting back on the horse is just tedious and bothersome for me, which means I am not rushing anything, with anyone...

Be kind to others in what you do, karma is very real.... nobody signs up to get bit in the ass... 

I loved you then, I love you now, and I'll still love you tomorrow. Thanks for reading!!


Wednesday, July 14, 2010

Confessions of a Storm...Volume: Two

I know its been a very very long time since I've been here. A LOT has happened, but I keep growing and I will not be moved! I hope all is well with everyone... 

We are all gathered here today for a special edition of Confessions of a Storm... since everyone is writing open letters, I am going to write one. I was inspired by some utter fuckery that took place on my way to school. Don't let your babies read this one lol. To those w/churrins Be inspired, and make sure you raise them to value their worth BEFORE anyone else's. 

Here's the skinny... I received a text message last night, and I was asleep. This message did come in during early booty call hours, and it said: 

"What do you have going on this week?" <------ Translation: "I'm trying to come smash when its convenient for me." 

I saw the message this morning, and sent a response saying hello and that I was asleep when the message was sent. Now for the record, I'd been contemplating some action up until this point, but wasn't sure and was looking to make the best decision for me. 

It's been roughly six and a half years since we've been anything but friends...(so he's a throwback) granted I've lived far away for a lot of those years until now. Regardless he's got some wires crossed and he doesn't have to untangle them because I am cutting them! TODAY!

A convo via text message ensued, while I was on my way to class... granted when I started driving my response time slowed down, in an attempt not to DIE while driving. This thirsty ass negroid (aka waay too pushy, damn near moody) started sending each message twice and putting on the caps lock in his messages... 0_O (tell em why u mad son? PUH-LEEZE)

I responded to all the messages, and got to the campus and got a message that said he felt like I was avoiding him, and accused me of playing games...(book coming soon: The Jumpoff who cried Boo)

WTF? *record scratch* *tires screech* If I was avoiding you, we wouldn't be having this conversation. And I don't have time or need to play games for a few reasons, but the most important one here is simply this, if I wasn't trying to be bothered, I simply wouldn't be bothered. I am not obligated to do a Delonte West thing (some of yall might not get this) I am not your girlfriend, lover, or wife. *checks for rings* *double checks who pays my bills*

Now- I became beyond pissed here because I was walking to class responding to this hot gah-bage... and my phone keeps dinging... I got into class and got another one that said of what's good now... angrily I informed Mr. Thirsty I was in class, that's what the fuck is up... the messages stopped. 

Now-- This is not a roasting session for Mr. Thirsty-- his open letter is actually quite short. And I am woman enough to accept responsibility for my actions. A long time ago, I treated him better than I should have. I gave the jumpoff, boyfriend treatment when I was around. Granted, I didn't violate the rules of the game, I knew where I stood, there wasn't a commitment of any kind, I just don't sleep around. But to sum it up- yup homie got maad interest before making the now required investments.

Does this mean he could possibly be in shock now? Now, that I am not so eager to clear my schedule for some shit that will only benefit me for an hour or two? Now that I've chosen to let him know where he falls on my to do list off rip... versus playing games with him? I don't know, nor do I give a flying farfanoogin. (Yuuup!) 

So as promised. The open letter to Mr. Thirsty, formally known as my jumpoff

Sir Thirsty: 

Despite knowing this is mostly my fault for allowing you to think you are at some level of importance, its time you recognize a few things.

Look up the definition of a jumpoff, I'll sum it up for you, you have no clout, preference, VIP status of any kind, or level of priority in my life. This means should anything go down, it will solely be because I want it to, and I will have to fit U into my schedule, only as I see fit. If I don't tag tapping that with some sort of importance... then chances are you won't hear from me. And I won't be entertaining any of your demanding requests. (ITS NOT ABOUT YOU) 

Aka: You call no shots! So, texting me twice and typing in all caps, knowing damn well you normally don't, makes you look parched! Stop it! I expect that kind of behavior only from the most basic bitches on earth... you take basicosity to a whole new level when you're a man doing it. This desperate behavior you are mistaking for being persistent is an extreme turn off and to be frank, its getting on my nerves. (SIT YO ASS DOWN)

I find it utterly hilarious that upon me returning to the same state, somehow you think your membership is still valid. It's been years, despite us being "friends" now it seems clear that you're "preserving our friendship" for your own selfish reasons. Your pass was revoked long ago brother, and your sorry application to renew it has been denied. The requirements have changed and you're no longer qualified. 

Lesson learned: If it isn't reciprocated, you're doing the most! DON'T DO IT!!!

It is important kiddies that we always respect the game while playing the games we play. Should you decide to play a game, make sure you understand the role YOU are going to play in it. That's key... if you're gonna to disrespect yourself, leave the game out of it. Though, I'd rather you respect both... 

Figure out who you are, and what makes you happy. Set the standards, and don't conform for anyone... I understand we will have to compromise, but you do that when the compromise will produce a better result. 


Friday, May 28, 2010

It's been too long...

As I've been meaning to post for a LONG ASS TIME... my brain is officially backed up beyond belief... I hope this reaches you in good spirits. Stay tuned, it's going down...

Monday, April 5, 2010

The makings of this Storm...

...are the situations in my life that ultimately contribute to me being me. I hope all of you are absolutely wonderful by the way.**wink** Quick recap live from Storm's world: I'm closing a rehabilitative chapter in my life, and finally (yes, finally) entering what I like to call Phase 2 in life. The stage where everything that goes on now, shapes the future. I've had some dreams, goals and aspirations and I can now say the ball is rolling in the right direction. I am relocating (again) to where, honestly, my heart has been the entire time. Home. 

The main thing I hate about moving is saying goodbye of course. I almost cry every time! It's as if every memory rushes like blood to the front of my brain and replays with enhanced emotions right before my eyes, and it just destroys me. You know how your mom used to let you bring one toy with you, and you'd struggle to decide OR try to take them all? Ha! That's how I am with my friends, and I'm rather close with most of you guys so it really is hard to leave. Unfortunately for many of my friends, they know what I'm talking about and this isn't the first time I've left or returned.

I tell ya what, I'm staying in place for a decent amount of time due to plans I've already made. (I know, some of you all are shaking your head) I will... cause there is a comfort level in stability that I've had to re-establish in my life, and I know where they are now... so I won't tamper with what must just be.

I am very excited, and going into this next life phase with my mental in order, complete and absolute order. (Iron clad!!!!!!!!) It feels amazing. My chop-a-ho scissors are still out though... just incase I've missed a few snakes in the grass, ya dig? Though there's been some Andrew's and Katrina's in my life... I don't regret any of it, because you learn to ask why is this happening, and you look forward to seeing the bigger picture. Clearly, the world is too large to think life as a human will be black and white, cut and dry. It simply isn't going to happen... but I do believe you can come up for with a decent idea of what you want your life to be and take it from there. I guess that's called taking control... to often do we decide to be a victim of circumstance. I know life happens, and something really are unexpected, when that happens, respond accordingly, and move on.

Getting to this point leaves me feeling energized beyond belief, grateful for all you special people, humble, satisfied-yet still hungry (ambitious)... and pretty much at a very high point of inner peace. (I feel like I'm standing at the top of a mountain overlooking some insane view, who wants to go?)

I love spreading sunshine, hopefully there's enough in your forecast.

I'm not going to go on too long here, but here's what to expect in the near future... Confessions of a Storm, vol.2 **laughs** My iPod's shuffle mode is kicking my ass right now. hahaha!! (in other words, saying what I want to say, but definitely won't in this next blog entry.) I'll say enough, just enough to get your waters churning with thought. Trust me!

In the meantime, if there is anything you want to know about me, or have a topic you would want me or possibly a guest writer to blog about... feel free to leave a comment or email me here:

I normally don't do this but- I gotta give a HUGE shoutout to the following:
Dizzle the Great! You're the greatest a friend a girl could ever ask for!! <3
Ray-Ray!! The adventures shall continue! I really want the cartoon drawn for the Adventures of Ray-Ray & Fizzle (well Auntie Fizzle lol)
Sis- Are you really ready for this? I mean really ready? lol There is no turning back at this point, and umm if u running I need to know now! (lmao) they.are.not.ready. **warning**
Neo- (yes, from the Matrix, lol) Thanks for always being you, it's extremely appreciated... and rather refreshing. You need to hold a clinic and take these fools to school... smh!


Monday, March 29, 2010

When it rains, it pours...'s true...however, I've learned to expect the unexpected... so many things don't shock me anymore. I've recently had a bunch of relationships take a new shape. Also, I've had to completely sever ties with dead weight relationships, and I'm not finished... you can't be a priority in my life if I'm a mere option in yours. It's 2010, and to be frank, I ain't fucking around. *Jordan shrug* Why you ask?

Because I've taken the time in my life to do me, make improvements, and get in touch with my Star* Player to make sure what YOU get is an accurate representation of  me. No bullshit, no gimmicks, no false advertisement, (whack ass game I expect you to fall for). During this time, I've been able to set some standards, and control my emotions... notice I didn't say rules...I don't play by the rules, so I don't expect you to... all clients are seen on a case by case basis, yup I'm a doctor, you can trust me. *cracks up*

I've learned to appreciate the thunderstorms...

Sidenote: many catastrophic storms are tracked and most often seen before they hit, I pay attention, and check my weather forecasts regularly. Do you?

...if I have to endure some rainy days, and cloudy skies for the sunshine I love too much... I'm going to do it. I'll complain, get mad, and maybe cry- but the end result will always be growth... once you accept that something good can always come out of something bad... the possibilities are endless. ☺

Raindrops for thought...

I'm in a place in life where I'm not going to get caught up in what is or isn't... I appreciate the concept of possibility. They are endless naturally, if you just let them be. When you meet me, that's all I'm going to let them be. I'll take it a day at a time and ultimately you will decide what role you play in my life or vice versa... believe me, there are people right now who will read this and shake their head because they had to find out the hard way... or, they just don't know what to expect anymore. (personal satisfaction is oozing right now)

Just be honest, you know what... ugh! Demanding honesty isn't enough anymore... I can keep it 300 all day, but I'm finding many of you aren't ready for it... I dumb it down and give you 150, cause you aren't ready for 151 (yup like that Bacardi)-300. **record scratch** [if I have to dumb it down for you, this probably isn't going to work so... snip, snip] I'm just trying to enjoy life and make the best of it. You know, kick it with people who mean the world to me, maybe bust a two-step on some cruise ships, you know the good life. You think I wanna be two stepping with scumbags and scalawags on the cruise ships?? Nah, son. I'm good. (lol)

Lightening strike...BOOM!(take notes here)
Women lie, Men lie... but there is a simple equation to live by... your actions MUST = your words, or you ain't saying shit, and really should just shut up. (I won't listen, trust me) I've set my standards, and they won't be waived for anyone because they have some of what is being asked of them. Some and sum are two different things, and I'm looking for the sum that is the equation of  parts making a whole...

Some things I value too much to be dealing with the "< me's" (less than's if you forgot lol) : **in no particular order**
MYSELF-oh yea I know what I'm working with, bringing to the table, etc.
My time- I can't get it back, and if I'm wasting it, I'm not giving it to the right people.
My trust-break it, and let me tell you... it's WURK to get it back.(very good reasons for this)
And of course my heart- *takes it out, checks and puts back in treasure chest*

Now playing Chess, the life edition... protect the queen at all costs. It's just not smart to use your heart as bait hoping (sigh) to hook what you want in relationships with people (all levels, FAMILY INCLUDED).

Remember that water stirring I was talking about... (lawd) the water is getting warmer, and the water is beginning to flow rapidly... oh the possibilities. I'm so free... I'm so high.. I ain't ever coming down... on this thing we call life...

When it rains, it pours... but there's still room under my umbrella (ella, ella, eh) and it does stop raining eventually. ♥♥♥


Thursday, March 25, 2010

Sunny Skies...

I hope your skies have been sunny because this Storm has been missing in action for quite some time. Many of you have even asked me when I was going to blog again. I'm back! There are a few storms officially in your forecast. Believe me... we've only just begun!

I'd like to shoutout my friend who recently became a mommy for the first time, Camden is beautiful!

Saturday, February 20, 2010

Rules of "Engagement" (aka: The First Date)

Tonight is extra special, as I'm typing this, the uber talented Marsha Ambrosius (formerly of Floetry) dropped a mixtape and that's what I'm listening to... sharing is caring... here you go. download here:

What are your rules of engagement? First date rules? I mean, why is the first date such a big deal? Anticipation. I think what happens on the first date will set a tone so to speak, however it shouldn't be something we practice and rehearse for. Interaction.

Keep your eye on the Storm, right through here...

Despite my very human flaw of being impatient, I've learned some things just need to occur naturally. *Epiphany taking place as I type this--despite another part of me is screaming something I'm not talking about tonight.*

I love to talk, so there would be a significant amount of conversation before I would ready to even think about a "date". What makes it a date? Honestly, cause if you're trying to be with me, you've spent time becoming my friend first and if we're chillin it's not a date... unless... we go out and something is discovered-- ah the good stuff.

The First Date: The first time two people looking to test romantic possibilities get together. No matter the venue...

Now- for me, if there has been a lot of great conversation, this could be very exciting. It usually is actually. I shared with you how passionate I am, which means I'm a feeler... what does it for me isn't what is said, but how it is said. I can feel the speaker as they speak, and you can measure their emotion attached to what they are talking about. This provides a lot of insight as to what they care about, and while I'm sitting there listening, and interacting, my brain is working and seeing what I can relate to. For relating needs to happen if there is be a relationship At this point, you're chilling, the only thing you need to do is be yourself. (If you've kept it between 100-300 during the early talks, like I've suggested before. *smile*) With me? Chill and relate, if there is something you want to know, ask... this is an extension of the interview, but since this is in person... the possibilities are... endless.

Minor confession, I'm Storm and I'm addicted to interpersonal interaction. I need it... I gotta have it...

I don't have any rules of "engagement". I can not create a set of rules to hold suitors to for a few reasons. Mainly because all suitors aren't the same, and I'll appreciate them for different reasons...

See example:

I appreciate exhibit a because he is and always has been determined to be himself, imperfections and all. (Trust me, I know. lol)
I appreciate exhibit b because of the wild combinations of contradictions he is... wait... shit... that sounds just like me... (damn girl, focus)

Both are currently in transitional stages in their lives- yet aren't getting lost in the sauce, ya dig. There is nothing like having front row seats watching a man grow... (have mercy *waves hand*)

And- as a hopeless (and I mean completely hopeless) romantic, I don't have rules because there are no rules in love. You wouldn't believe some of the ish... moving on...

If you take me out, and something happens?  It happens because we wanted it to happen, it doesn't change anything, at least it shouldn't. (this is where keeping it 300 works best)  **Warning: If you are letting everyone smash, or you're trying to smash always on the first night, you're hopeless and a slut.** Let's clear up some things. Ladies, stop treating all men the same, you want them to see them as the queen you are, but want to treat court jesters, princes, servants, and kings the same? No, boo it's not going to happen for you. If you are going to have rules, I suggest they be interchangeable based on the personality you are involving yourself with. Also- if there is a mutual chemistry (umph, umph UMPH) don't deny yourself because of a reason that doesn't involve both parties(aka your personal insecurities). If you're dealing with a REAL man, he's not going to think any less of you because you blew each other away and just had to experience the complete package. We must be confident in ALL our actions, and yes even the unorthodox ones. The men get a pass here, because they tend to be attracted to women who stand out naturally in a situation, so they tend not to treat us all the same. (Fellas, don't be afraid to leave the sis some cool points in the comment box) *shameless plug*

What are your rules of engagement, how many waves need to crash before you'll let them ride the wave? Or do you let the seas swirl with the atmosphere until there is a Category 5 on the horizon?

I'll share this last tidbit... I'm no weather girl... but in my forecast something is stirring these waters... for my personal sanity, if this gets to a Category 5... call the Storm Watchers, they'll know what to do... I on the other hand, *sigh* for the first time ever, not so much.

Until next time.

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Confessions of a Storm...Volume: One

I'd like to take a moment to welcome you to confessions... of a Storm...this Storm. Me. This is what will happen when I want to share, reflect, recap, vent, seek, and perhaps find... all while you're sleeping.  

I'm going to set this up for you... great day, simple, got kinda tired, then the second wind showed up after the great convo... there is nothing like a good conversation.... damn...

I've downloaded every Donell Jones album (for the ??th time) (friggin ex escaped with my music collection, and yall know...)

**Now playing,the life goes on album**

Couldn't be more fitting... life does definitely go on, and it is going on as I'm typing this... (lawda mercy) There's something about heading in a new direction, making new friends, cleaning out the closet so to speak, allowing relationships to develop as they need to. Transition. I feel really good about a lot right now, ironically in a time many on the outside would think, my life is a train wreck. Growth.  

I want to share something, the best thing you can ever, ever do for yourself is... YOU!!! I don't mean being selfish, and inconsiderate. I just mean making sure your best interest is the top priority before anyone else. This includes everyone except the babies, actually not even, cause if YOU aren't together, you won't be able to hold it together even for them. Parents: you'll have to be that much better with your time management skills.  

I'm finding my brain creating a "mental black box" as I'm typing... which is odd, seeing as I'm an open book... let's just say there is a Storm brewing... **wink** (can't tell the story-without investigating the lead)

^^^(can't leave yall hanging) one word should sum it up... captivation.

Can I talk to yall for a second? I've noticed many of you that have read, "Sincerely, Storm", thus far are friends of mine. I've received unbelievable feedback and I'm honored, and completely blown away. (This is easier than calling some of you, lol) I love you guys, I'm humbled and extremely gracious. 

I guess you're looking for a confession, like something deep, profound... thought invoking... okay. 

I'm going to describe what fuels me, especially now. Passion. It sets me free, completely. This Storm is a passionate one, if I love you, I'm going to love you hard, if I fight, I'm going to fight hard (keep in mind a lot of thought goes on before deciding to enter one of these). Passion. This is what keeps me going at the end of the day, this provides the right amount of "fuck it" to make sure bull doesn't win... ever. Passion. My drive comes from it, my new stride comes from it... Passion. The utterly raw desire to do something, and believing I can do it and love it is my passion. 

Try to derail it, and you're outta here. This. is. non-negotiable.

Coming Soon- Rules of  "Engagement", the first date.

My bed looks amazing right now. Sending shooting stars ♥ (make a wish)


Monday, February 15, 2010

Weather, and dating...

... are kinda one in the same. Who knew? I was chopping it up with another home girl, and she was dashing off to meet a "new new."

"New-new"- n. new acquaintance, with a potential romantic upgrade package. (HA, I guess this is what we call the prospects these days.)

The similarities between weather and dating are rather striking, (especially after a couple sips of wine and some good music). Both can't be properly foretold even with the greatest technology. Pictures, aren't enough, years of study won't get it done... there is just no way to tell when you meet someone if it's going to work, without investing some time... time you can't get back.

This brings me to my next topic, the earliest stage of dating... after 25, we call it, "the interview." Tell me that isn't the hardest part of it all.

Is there anyone out there that truly enjoys interviews? (put your hand down, you play too much) I do, when there is a flow of conversation. I've also been lucky enough to have been in both positions (pause, lol). In conversing with peers, its not an easy task. A lot of people get caught up in appearances, and false advertise instead of marketing the actual product being providing. However, there are troubles on both ends of the spectrum. I wanted this to be a simple post, but my intelligence knows nothing about being simple and the only thing short about me is my height. *wink*

Ladies-- (sisters, I love yall but it's time we stop acting like we're perfect...)

One reason we are let down often is because when we are single, we say we want one thing, and go after or end up with the exact opposite. Anyone can say anything, but your walk has to match your walk,(aka actions definitely speak louder than words) so just make sure it matches.

**cues reader to grab popcorn, its getting good**

I am not exempt.(sisters, I called you out, but only through my own self discovery) 

A while ago, I was talking to a girlfriend, and said I didn't want a boyfriend and joked about just needing a pipe layer (yep, I went there). By the time I was done listing the requirements "sir layer of that pipe needed to have", he would be a man, my man. I've been celibate for nearly 2 years and I don't care if it gets to 10 (I do, but flow with me here), I refuse to lower my standards to give some lame 5-7 minutes of fame. I'm a rare treasure, and deserve to be treated no less than that. So- now that I know what I want, I can keep it 300 (yep, I'm a overachiever),  with myself and its a great place to be. Now, I'm not saying it's all roses and calla lilies, once that bar is set girlfriends, don't you dare lower it for anyone.

Sidebar: Brothers, you're on deck. Stay tuned. 

To those of who don't know what you want yet, take your time. We tend to rush to figure out our entire lives. My list for the perfect man, is interchangeable to accommodate different personality types, and you must always keep in mind men are men. You can't demand he take on qualities that are against the very basis he was created upon. Fellas, this applies to you as well.

Fellas-- (I love you, believe me... more than I can express here, but its time...)

I understand some differences between Venus and Mars. I'll keep it simple. Don't always assume the woman can't handle what it is you want to say. Keep it 100 at all times please, some of you are single and not mentally single. Feel me on this, you're single, and concentrating on you- school, work, career, chasing dreams, (kudos, by the way.) If you meet a someone and you haven't opened your mind to the possibility, you're going to drive them away without even realizing it. I've heard some stories of brothers too focused and missing out of special women, and all cause you weren't ready? Nah son, I can't let you go out like that.

Bottom line is this, are we really ever ready? Probably not. All I'm saying brothers is, don't your life right now block your life tomorrow.

Sheesh, now back to the interview. (lol) I'm gonna keep it 100, to me, the shit is boring. You have to ask and answer all these asinine questions, because there is basic information we need to know, but every now and then you end up having a great conversation... and I mean, *Tony the tiger voice*, grrrreat conversation. <<< Find the thing that makes you shine, and strut your stuff! You have to, or someone won't appreciate the art that is you. 

Even though I find it boring as all hell, I mean the shit's like watching friggin paint dry, I don't make it seem boring. Find ways to connect with the person you're sharing information with. And nonverbal communication is so important, I could grab you as you read this and scream, "pay attention!"

I realize the rules change with the different types of venues these days, mainly the internet. There is nothing wrong with this, I'm very close with a couple people I've yet to meet in person. But when the internet is involved, I think you may need to take more time and possibly not rush the meeting in person, it's just the smart thing to do. Just take your time no matter the venue...

What's that ridiculously cliche saying? Good things come to those who wait... I'll be sure to let you all know how that goes. **cracks the eff up**

Keep it somewhere between 100 and 300.


Valentine's Day-sunny or cloudy day

Late night, technically its not Valentine's Day anymore... however, I was able to witness a few different takes on the holiday. First, let me tell you what it means to me.

Valentine's Day is the day of love ♥♥♥... which is rather general... I take it as a day to spread love... to everyone in my life... not just the "mista" in my life, (when there is one). This year, I didn't do too much but think about how much I loved myself for once. Most of my life everyone in my life mattered more than I did. 

I was out to please everyone. I wanted to feel accepted- and wasted some time trying to please people who will never, ever  be pleased with whatever I decide to do because I have to do things my way. (My bad? puh-leeze) So, while many people without a "valentine" were sad, I was like I love myself- more than I ever have. This is a great thing because you'll see it and eventually love me more. **sly chuckle** 

To those of you who felt sad, or alone today... don't sit around feeling sad or scrooge like for whatever reason... okay, I get it, you want to shower someone with love on this special day. Cool. Here we go, this is what you should to to make sure you're ready for next year:

1. Write down things you like about yourself, especially things you know other people notice. 
2. Write down some things you possibly dislike about yourself. 
3. Write down some things you've been told people don't like about you. (I know, you think you're perfect-- I don't give a sh*t, man up and do it)
4. Write down some good stuff about yourself that people may not receive from you off the bat.

Okay- you've done that, your mission is to work on the things you dislike about yourself, look into the not so good things your network has mentioned, and make it a point to improve on them, while finding a way to get people to notice more goodness about you. 

As you realize you're more awesome than you already were, your aura will change and little mess like, America's 3rd most commercialized holiday (aka Christmas pt. 2), not geared toward celebrating one person won't have you down in the dumps trying to ruin everyone else's goodness...AND- it might land you that special someone ☺.

Now- to all my people who are in love, a relationship, or go out of your way to make sure you are never alone on this day... you've got to learn how to be considerate of us single people's feelings. Though, you want to share every detail of what went down on 2/14, here is what you should keep in mind:

If the person you called to dish with sounds aggravated when they answer the phone, be a friend and try to find out what's wrong... if its code blue 214 (aka Valentine's Blues), tell them something nice and uplifting. Hint- might not be the best time to dive into your romantic whatever right through here (NO FLY ZONE, stop it I say)

A friend of mine, recently engaged, sent me the infamous Happy V-day text. I didn't start getting messages til early evening. So- by this hour, I figured I wasn't going to get any... I only sent mine to family members. (remember I was loving ME ♥ today) She asked me what I was doing, and if I did anything today, now she knows of my current non existent love life (this is a totally different post... few posts actually), so I didn't know what the heck she was thinking. I responded to her the straight up truth, I was polishing off my large bottle of moscato leftover from Super bowl weekend, and was planning on cracking open the one I bought for my nightcap. 

Her response, "Oh my god..." <- What. is. that. about? 

It's no secret that I drink,so I was nearly perplexed. Then she asked me if I wanted to know what she did... now I was almost offended, because it was turning into a pity show for me, the single one... I thoroughly enjoyed my holiday, and my moscato (thank you verry much) And, I'm single by choice. 

So in my friendship assessment- she gets an A-, she was considerate but sympathetic without a just cause. 

And, before anyone possibly ponders, well Storm might be jealous... wooo I am so NOT. I know her, and her fiance and too much entirely about the situation... 

I'll sum it up for you, they've been together off and on for a long time, and she was patient for her man.
Love my girl to death, and my boy too... its a beautiful thing when you can watch a man grow into the man he is supposed to be.

HA! So, in this Storm's world... Valentine's day is a sunny day. Hopefully, it will be for all of you soon too. 


Storm ♥

The First Post

I've been contemplating this for awhile now, you know...blogging. I've loved to write since the beginning, so here goes nothing. I guess I'll introduce myself... I am Storm. Someone told me I was a "Perfect Storm" once, after investing time in learning a bit about me. I'm into many things, and I want to do it all... I feel like I need to do it all.

I guess you could say I have an insatiable thirst for knowledge (only in the subjects of my choice of course)

I have a very unique understanding for many things in life, and I've only met a select few that understand my perception... I used to get upset when people didn't understand my logic, (apparently it's only obvious to me)

My loves are people, love, sports,music, men (sorry, I'm honest) I'm up late at insane hours at night, and my brain never really stops running and have decided to share some of this craziness with you... I've posted a poll. I'll write about whatever pops into my head, however as time goes on I want to write about what you want to read about. Email is here on my profile... send me a message with suggestions, topics, feedback, etc. I am also excited about forming a team of writers... so if you want in on this... holla at me.

I'm me, and I refuse to apologize in advance...

I am of many elements... (lol) much like a storm... we shall see what my showers bring

Sincerely, Storm