tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11200680017706753202024-03-13T07:56:33.786-07:00Mydarling Cyn ♥-Mydarling Cynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03329904478281235856noreply@blogger.comBlogger185125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120068001770675320.post-80938672425206613542012-01-16T16:08:00.000-08:002012-01-16T16:08:37.283-08:00I've been gone for a minute!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Hello all! I know I have not blogged here in a minute. Still pregnant, tomorrow I make exactly 31 weeks pregnant, next week I will be 8 months. Gosh how time goes by so fast. It's crazy. But the last trimester seems to take the longest. I want time to speed up and I want my daughter here already. Some updates : 1. I resigned from my job which was heartbreaking for me. I was at that job for 5 years so I miss my co-fam dearly. And not being able to work is driving me insane. I get so bored. 2. I moved out to Long Island with my boyfriend where I have been living for the past 3 weeks. It's a big adjustment for me, very quiet and again, I get bored fast and easy. Plus having no internet access drives me insane. 3. Everything is almost complete for my babyshower which is Feb. 18th. I will have alot of pictures for that. 4. Nesting syndrome has now hit and I am just going bonkers with my daughters room [which my boyfriend keeps messing up with storing his crap in there]. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I am truely truely excited for my daughters arrival. I can't wait. I just want March here already. There are some more updates but I will leave that for another blog entry sometime this week. Here are some pictures of my pregnancy now. I feel like a whale but I am happy.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZEqEpDps7yc/TxS6aJ6IMBI/AAAAAAAABAg/3lSdzbHYoDc/s1600/2012-01-05%2B23.02.13.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZEqEpDps7yc/TxS6aJ6IMBI/AAAAAAAABAg/3lSdzbHYoDc/s400/2012-01-05%2B23.02.13.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>-Mydarling Cynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03329904478281235856noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120068001770675320.post-51326098523276045952011-07-20T18:00:00.001-07:002011-07-20T18:00:41.620-07:00ANOTHER SCENE I WAS IN<iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/tS0GOfNqzY4" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe>-Mydarling Cynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03329904478281235856noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120068001770675320.post-43059198975818908482011-07-20T17:59:00.001-07:002011-07-20T17:59:16.083-07:0020 SOMETHING IN THE CITY<iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/nO0qHrxTJSc" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe>-Mydarling Cynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03329904478281235856noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120068001770675320.post-59483644987403978352011-07-20T17:54:00.000-07:002011-07-20T17:54:02.116-07:00I'm back!I know that I have been gone for a long time. I have been so busy with life. I am a full time student in school now in hopes to become an Art Therapist. I work with children and I am doing theatre as well. So yes I am a very bust bee. I don't know if it was mentioned before but my 2 year old nephew was just recently diagnosed with Autism. This drove me to pursue my education more. So I am learning all that I can to help my sister cope and deal with her son having Autism. It's not the end of the world, he is not slow. He is just different. My nephew is extremely EXTREMELY smart. He just can't express himself like the other children and doesn't speak much yet. But he is making progress and that is important. I love my nephew to pieces and I am doing this for him and the other special needs children out there who need help.-Mydarling Cynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03329904478281235856noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120068001770675320.post-41267758693497106632011-04-21T19:47:00.001-07:002011-04-21T19:47:36.820-07:00Risk Taking.<span class="textTitle"><br />
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<div class="textBody"><strong>It is important to discover who we are, so that way we can connect with others. It is important to discover who we are, so that we can discover mans finite existence on earth.</strong><br />
Yesterday at THE PLAY TANK, it was all fun. We were given an incentive to aide us in getting our creative juices flowing. Personally I would like to get my creative juices flowing. I feel that life has gotten the best of me and I have become less inspired within these past few years. I used to write and write till I developed calluses on my fingers [writers mark]. The incentive was to share a creative play moment as a child and right away so many memories came to mind. But the most playful moment I had to have had, where I just allowed my imagination to take over was when I tried to run away. Children are easily gullible and impressionable. Growing up I had a favorite movie with a favorite character. Pippy Long Stockings. She was a nomad, a rebel and I wanted to be her. She was a freckled face red haired girl. And in my mind I became her. I would venture off in my room encountering different obstacles but over-coming it because that is what Pippy Long Stocking did. She managed to get out of sticky situations. She had no parents to answer to.<br />
I remember clearly becoming angry at both of my parents one day. That was nothing new because I was notorious for my temper and fits of rage as a kid. No I was not the only child just very stubborn and had a strong character, still do till this day. But boy did she inspire me. So I plotted to run away. To make a run for it. Not having a clue of what running away really entailed, I put on my dress just like Pippy Long Stockings and packed my little red suitcase that read “On My Way to Grandma’s House” in Spanish. Did I bother to pack clothes? No! I was like 6 years old all I cared about were my toys and art supplies. So I packed all of that. And I don’t know if you remember the old cartoons when hobo’s would pack their belongs inside of a handkerchief tied to a broom stick at the end, throwing it over their shoulder. I have seen it on Charlie Brown , so I called it <strong>THE CHARLIE BROWN </strong>stick. I packed all of my “belongings” and wrote a good bye letter, slidding it underneath their bedroom door. It read “Dear Mom and Dad, I hope that you are sad, I ran away because I was very bad. I know that this is very hard. But when I see you in 5 years I will give you a card.” I was 6 years old doing this! What child does this? So as soon as I walked out the front door my parents locked it behind me. I did not know they were in on it, cracking up behind the door. They thought it was amusing. I took a BIG risk right there at 6 years old. I went out into the unknown not sure if I was fully prepared or equipped. I had second thoughts like , hey I have no shoes on I can’t go outside, I don’t even have any money. I can’t do this, I want to go back to my comfort zone, MY ROOM!<br />
After sharing that playful story with everyone I realized the comparison of that moment with life now. In life we are afraid to take creative risks. We afraid of jumping into something or trying something because we don’t know the outcome. We do not know what to expect. We feel as if we are not prepared to face what is out there, so we want to withdraw and go back into our hiding place, our safety zone. But if we don’t take that risk, we will never know what will happen. We will never know what is lying out there inside of us. If I would have proceeded with running away, what would have happened? I still wonder till this day. Would I have been kidnapped? Will my parents have went after me? Will I have been discovered my an talent agent and become a child star? It’s always the “what ifs” that linger in your mind. I think we have the wisdom now to practice good judgement calls when it comes to taking risks. We know when not to, but then we know WHEN TO , but we withdraw out of fear. You do not know what opportunities you pass up by not taking creative risks.If you feel passionate about something, I say give it a shot. If it does not work out then it does not, at least you did it and tried. Life is all about risks, do you have the courage inside of you to actually take these risks? Reflect on it and ask yourself. You never know what could happen.</div>-Mydarling Cynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03329904478281235856noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120068001770675320.post-59449565422049140872011-04-21T19:45:00.000-07:002011-04-21T19:45:32.191-07:00A new project<u><b>Performance Project</b></u><br />
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So I have been working with University Settlement making 5 years October 24th 2011 and I have had the pleasure in working with Alison Fleminger who is the Program Curator and Educator at THE PERFORMANCE PROJECT at University Settlement. She is simply amazing. She attending my women’s focus group “Revolution Ladies Night” every Tuesday Night along side with the infamous Imani Sublime from<br />
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Over the next two months I/we will have the opportunity, resources and support needed to more fully bring out the artist within me/them. And in June God-willing we will be putting on a performance. I am excited. I love to do Improv/theater. It is so much fun.<br />
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TRUTH.-Mydarling Cynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03329904478281235856noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120068001770675320.post-49740874762057597452011-01-20T00:09:00.000-08:002011-01-20T00:09:42.769-08:00ARSINEY x ELEGANT HOODNESS<object data="http://bandcamp.com/EmbeddedPlayer/album=2477812208/size=grande3/bgcol=FFFFFF/linkcol=fa0f59//" type="text/html" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" width="300" height="410"><param name="movie" value="http://bandcamp.com/EmbeddedPlayer/album=2477812208/size=grande3/bgcol=FFFFFF/linkcol=fa0f59//"><param name="quality" value="high"><param name="allowNetworking" value="always"><param name="wmode" value="transparent"><param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"><param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"><object data="http://bandcamp.com/EmbeddedPlayer/album=2477812208/size=grande3/bgcol=FFFFFF/linkcol=fa0f59//" type="text/html" width="300" height="410"></object></object><br />
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So Tonight my Friend who is a hip hop artist EdotA performed at Pyramid Club in downtown Manhattan. A.D The General of ElegantHoodness was the host. I saw alot of great talent. Arsiney is one of the ones who really stood out to me. I was really feeling his music, his style, his lyrics, his swag....etc. I am not a huge fan of HIP HOP but he I can definately listen to and have playing on my iPOD. Check Out his songs. <br />
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http://arsiney.bandcamp.com/album/the-trailer-Mydarling Cynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03329904478281235856noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120068001770675320.post-44444527199876562332011-01-19T11:12:00.000-08:002011-01-19T11:15:35.560-08:00PROJECT CUPID x 21-7 MAGAZINE<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h0BDuHcMrxk/TTc3Vb7-SyI/AAAAAAAAA-4/MWr4Z5RJdx0/s1600/227409528.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="250" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h0BDuHcMrxk/TTc3Vb7-SyI/AAAAAAAAA-4/MWr4Z5RJdx0/s400/227409528.bmp" width="400" /></a></div><span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">The short story that I submitted and wrote myself.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"><span style="color: black;">Everyone has their own love story. I always sat and wondered when will mine ever unfold. At the young age of 16, I came across somene who to me seemed to be Prince Charming but really was a douchebag wrapped up in aluminum foil. Oh how he swept me off my feet, so I thought. Little did I know the chaos that would take place causing rippled effects in my life. Everything seemed great at first. But then I saw him for who he really was. A monster, the devil in disguise. Never have I met an individual so cold hearted and full of malice. I endured 5 years of abuse. Abuse in all aspects. Mentally, Physically, Emotionally and Spiritually. I lost myself, I lost my friends and worst of all I lost my faith. Something I promised I would always hold on to. And yet I allowed this guy to come and take it from me. I began to distance myself from the world. I hated everything and everyone, couples I saw that were happier only caused me to become more resentful and bitter. Typical scorned woman right? Right. After 5 years I finally gathered up the courage, it was the final blow, literally final blow because he hit me in the face pretty darn hard. I left and never looked back. It took me 4 years of being single to finally find ME again. To find closure and comfort. I gained my treasures back and found some new ones along the way. I always say things happen for a reason and I often use one of my favorite words. Kismet. This was all meant to be. Even if it took for me to get hurt so badly to find where I needed to be in life. And at this moment in time , this is where I need to be. After much prayer and faith, I finally met someone. Someone who treats me like a QUEEN. Someone who listens to me, someone who is not just a lover but a friend. I know that things will not be perfect but I know what it takes. I know what I want in life. He pushes me to do better, to be better, to smile more. And when I feel like I am slipping he is right there to give me a pep talk. All of his kind words has taking some getting used to because of course my first thought and reaction were " This Dude is Bullshitting me right now". But I built up a wall to keep love out and he just broke those walls down. I can't say that we are madly in love, not yet at least. But it is getting there. Everyday is a step by step progress, every day we learn more and more about one another. And one thing I do know is this, although I did find a wonderful man even if things did not work out we will remain great friends and most importantly I found love...I learned to fall in love with the woman in me, the woman my parents raised right and the woman God created me to be. I finally started to love me.</span></span><br />
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-<span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Cynthia</span><br />
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<span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Trebuchet MS;">And if you want to submit your story Follow the rules on The picture Above and send it to </span><br />
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<span style="color: #741b47; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="color: black;">Oh a girl can dream, can't she? One day.....one day I tell you, I will indulge in all the amazing fashions trends this world has to offer. Known and unknown designers and just bask in essence of the fabric. </span> </span>-Mydarling Cynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03329904478281235856noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120068001770675320.post-38495713171858659122011-01-02T13:53:00.001-08:002011-01-02T13:55:03.940-08:00Smokey Purple Look By SEPHORA<object width="300" height="193"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JVtNDTgEga0?fs=1&hl=en_US&color1=0x402061&color2=0x9461ca"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JVtNDTgEga0?fs=1&hl=en_US&color1=0x402061&color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="193"></embed></object>-Mydarling Cynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03329904478281235856noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120068001770675320.post-17942914662476494062011-01-02T13:07:00.000-08:002011-01-02T13:09:36.761-08:00Love Happens.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h0BDuHcMrxk/TSDkukt2RmI/AAAAAAAAA98/cPyzw9ggR28/s1600/Love+Happens+movie+poster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h0BDuHcMrxk/TSDkukt2RmI/AAAAAAAAA98/cPyzw9ggR28/s400/Love+Happens+movie+poster.jpg" width="267" /></a></div><br />
<div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Eloise & Bruce; both characters made me adore this movie. Eloise was sort of a woman scorned, she has been hurt so when a man gets close she conjures up these negative results and outcomes in her mind leading her to believe that it won't work. Bruce a grief counselor who helps everyone over come their loss but has yet to deal with the loss of his wife.Two individuals who have suffered pain and heart ache cross pathes , both are afraid but both eventually fall in love to give this thing called 'LOVE' another try. "This too shall pass". This movie spoke to me, it touched me, it made me cry of course. As much as I say I do NOT like romance movies, I am a sucker for a good romance flick. And this by far is one of my many favorites. I truely believe that no one is destined to be alone for the rest of their lives. I used to walk around with that mentality. But it is true when they tell you , not to look for love because it will find its way to you. And guess what......CUPID FINALLY STRUCK ME.</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><br />
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</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">I have met the most amazing man. My prayers have finally been answered. I won't say we are in love [yet] but we really really I mean REALLY like each other a lot. We really care for one another. It is so bizarre how we both feel so comfortable around each other. Like we have been great friends for years. I feel like I can be myself around him, with no fear of being judged. That is an amazing feeling. He has changed my perspective on life, on men, on a lot of things. And I look forward to our friendship/relationship blossoming. He makes me feel wanted, he makes me feel appreciated, he makes me feel like what I have to say matters, he makes me feel....bubbly lol. </div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">For the first time in years I spent the holidays with someone special. Christmas and New Years. I ended 2010 Happy and started of 2011 Happy. God thank you for your blessings. Help me be a better daughter in Christ , help me to resist temptation, help to stand firm in your word.</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">So I took pictures of course, ENJOY :)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h0BDuHcMrxk/TSDouVLYOFI/AAAAAAAAA-E/6xH22w7N8PA/s1600/lifemoments+015_phixr.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h0BDuHcMrxk/TSDouVLYOFI/AAAAAAAAA-E/6xH22w7N8PA/s320/lifemoments+015_phixr.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
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</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">P.S He met my family (they really like him) and he also came to church with (that is a huge deal to me). And he enjoyed the service *gasp* I will be keeping HIM <3 in my prayers. </div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><br />
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</div><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">"<span style="color: #741b47;">GOD BLESS THE BROKEN ROAD THAT LED ME STRAIGHT TO YOU</span>"</span><br />
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<div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Sincerely,</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h0BDuHcMrxk/TSDocM-eTVI/AAAAAAAAA-A/ziH79OU8NX0/s1600/cyn.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="168" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h0BDuHcMrxk/TSDocM-eTVI/AAAAAAAAA-A/ziH79OU8NX0/s320/cyn.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><br />
</div>-Mydarling Cynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03329904478281235856noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120068001770675320.post-37166131502885236312011-01-02T01:22:00.000-08:002011-01-02T01:22:15.734-08:00NEW YEARS 2011 LOOK<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h0BDuHcMrxk/TSBCy0lXYsI/AAAAAAAAA9s/emez8e5GAeE/s1600/lifemoments+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h0BDuHcMrxk/TSBCy0lXYsI/AAAAAAAAA9s/emez8e5GAeE/s320/lifemoments+001.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Yet absorbing every ounce of it , it feels oh so familiar</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Like once upon a time I was there</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">At that very moment, meeting once before</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Maybe in a past life perhaps</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Or maybe even in my dreams</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">As you held my hand, our fingers locked instantly</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">The missing piece to a complex puzzle I have been trying to figure out for so long</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Kismet</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">This moment was destiny</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">You and me, me and you lost in the twinkling stars in your eyes</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Safe in your embrace as you hold on dear</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">This moment in time, as I breath you in</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">I wish it would stop , so that I can savor every second</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Afraid that I will wake up from this wonderous dream</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">To only be faced with reality</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">But if this is a dream, then I ask God to let me dream for all eternity.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">-Cynthia Lee.</span>-Mydarling Cynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03329904478281235856noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120068001770675320.post-41318139974843335302010-12-24T00:32:00.000-08:002010-12-24T00:32:06.429-08:00<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">This just speaks for itself, how I feel. When there are no words to say music speaks for me. People believe they understand me when they don't so I just get made fun of or called names. And the world wonders why people lash out. Because of inconsiderate individuals who belong on their own self absorbed planet. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">So walking back today from purchasing my secret santa gift , I stumbled upon this sale. Walking in I was blown away by all the nifty merchandise I saw. Walking about I stumbled upon WINK & FLIP jewlery. Loved it. I scanned all the merchandise and found two items I adored.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">The earrings are like gold accent leaves, very light and not heavy on the earlobs. I simply detest big earrings that feel heavy and give the whole elephant ear look. I love big earrings that dangle so this is a plus. It is simple, chic and can be worn with various looks.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">The bracelet is made of leather is what it seems. The color is a dark idigo/navy blue with gold studs on it. This bracelet is chic as well. It is able to adjust to two different sizes and snaps on easily. No hassle of those links/clasps which can be fustrating to use especially if you have long nails.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">I can not WAIT to wear these products.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">FLASHING LIGHTS. GLITTER. HIGH HEELS. BANGLES. STUDS. RED LIPS. RIPPED JEANS. OFF THE SHOULDER SHIRT. BLAZER. LEATHER JACKET. THATS HOW I LIKE TO PARTY.</span>-Mydarling Cynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03329904478281235856noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120068001770675320.post-17211281463434157522010-11-28T21:34:00.000-08:002010-11-28T21:37:45.394-08:00Paperbag Princess<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Cat calls as I walk with my paperbag past the corner store</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Thirteen years olf but in the eyes of those men</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">I'm just a piece of fresh meat they're looking to explore</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">They can look but they can't touch</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">But their look become a touch</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">And a touch becomes a grab</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">And a grab turns into an act of henious LUST</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">He smiles with the devils grin</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Gives the paperbag princess some tissue</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">To wipe the sperm off her chin</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">After he just forced his manhood </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Inside her once locked doors of innocence</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">She refused to believe this was her reality</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Stripped of her joy in just a few minutes</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">She couldn't tell papi or mami</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Oh they wouldn't believe it, wouldn't concieve it, wouldn't even hear it</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Where was her sweet Savior Jesus</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Lost in this daze</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Trapped in a violent maze where her rapist was the cat and lil ol' me was the mouse </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Just all the while trying to make my way home for a piece of cheese or a cheese of PEACE</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">But home seemed so far away</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">So distant like the stars I gazed at in the indigo sky</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">So distant like never never land</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">If this paperbag princess could just find TINKERBELL and sprinkle some PiXIE DUST</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">To guide her to her sanctuary the place she longed to be</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Safe and sound where she could not be found</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">So her shame she can hide</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Because her insides were on fire</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Infected, plagued with PUTRID residue of the slime </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">That lingered on the cold clammy hands of her storybook villan</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">And here she stands , in no mans land</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">With no beginning or end</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Just reliving that cataclysmic event that shook her earths surface</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Praying for an end </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">And yet still, yet still the solid age of 25 I ...She</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Remains that 13 year old Boriqua inside</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">My inner child wants to grow up and move past this already</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">But the monster confined her in chains of guilt and self blame</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">He laughs I cry He moves on and I die a little inside</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">The hell I'm in you can not begin to fathom</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">My closet monster is still out there</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Lurking , stalking for GAME lookin for more trophies to GAIN</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">My silent screams echo of my walls of solitude</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Tinkerbell take me home</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">So I can never be in this land again</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Tinkerbell take me home</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Because I can hear the TICK TOCK in the alligators belly</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Counting down my remaining minutes of sanity</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Before my brain tuns to jelly</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Now a lost boy or better yet a lost girl</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Whose reality dfferentiates from your world</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">TICK TOCK the clock stops at 12</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">But no glass slipper for this paper bag princess</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Just a smile from the local candy man, also known as the handy man</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Who got loose wondering hands that make their way up</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Little girls princess dresses to slip his fingers inside their folds</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">And their TIARAS he stole</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Funny how every princess is supposed to have a happy ending</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">For some it never happens and others they'e just pending.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">-Cynthia.Lee</span>-Mydarling Cynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03329904478281235856noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120068001770675320.post-3753107268051833502010-11-20T23:33:00.000-08:002010-11-20T23:33:21.380-08:00I can truely relate ...<object height="250" width="300"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KAHEv3y7t_E?fs=1&hl=en_US&color1=0xcc2550&color2=0xe87a9f"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KAHEv3y7t_E?fs=1&hl=en_US&color1=0xcc2550&color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="250"></embed></object><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Let the lyrics and song speak for itself.</span>-Mydarling Cynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03329904478281235856noreply@blogger.com0