Adley G

A Superhero Star is born

2012-01-03T09:35:00.000-08:00

She asked the old lady how did He became the Flying Silver Guitar. She replied ''as the story goes, He was on the roof of the Empire State Building all depressed from his new found and lost Love. After meeting the most beautiful and only girl that was able to touch his heart he could not bare the pain of not seeing her again. So he would go to the Empire State Building at night yelling her name, hoping that by being on the tallest building in the city she would hear him. As he would spend hours on the roof just dazed and confused. Nobody hasn't seen him in months. One night he decided to bring his guitar on the roof to play for her. His guitar cries could be heard from miles. He was playing as if he was possessed. As he kept playing the clouds started to move and dance like northern lights in the sky above him. More and more the clouds were getting agitated and colourful. The rain started to pour heavily. The rain drops were white-silver-like drops and glittering with electrical shocks. His fingers would sparkle with each note that he plays. As he gets more and more into the music more and more sparkles and electrical shocks would fill the air. Until it all becomes a symphony of colours, sparkles and lightning that transforms him into a Flying Silver Guitar.

After the sky became clear and the rain has stopped, he was lying face first on the guitar. His face was all silver and sparkling. As he started to lift his head the sun slowly started to rise in the sky. That's how he became the Flying Silver Guitar.

2011-01-13T08:40:00.000-08:00

I came out on an off-day like today to sink in my memorable world in search of the answers I think I deeply need. Destiny's been trying to get in touch but I seem to be chasing a truth that is leading me to complications of a fearful mind by theories of the past strengthened through experience. Fear of everyday life, fear of sorrow, fear of death and of the utter meaningless of life. Inventing theories. And the more cunning and erudite the theory the more weight I give it. After thousands of years of propaganda those theories invariably and foolishly became ''the truth''. In stages, the truth I feel is slowly filling my heart and mind. Slowly freeing me from the ache, the anxiety and aggression of life. To be free of fear, of envy or sorrow when the mind is naturally peaceful and still, to come upon that benediction called LOVE. That quality of a mind that is innocent and vulnerable. The negation of experience that brings about that positive state of innocency which cannot be cultivated by thought. The ending of thought. The feeling that everything is telling me the beauty and the pain of life so that i can awake from my own sorrow to the ending of it. That I am the root, the plant, the flower and the fruit. Without words that divide the root, the plant, the flower and the fruit.

2010-12-14T14:19:00.000-08:00

A stick, a stone
It's the end of the road
It's the rest of the stump
It's a little alone
It's a sliver of glass
It is life, it's the sun
It is night, it is death
It's a trap, it's a gun
The oak when it blooms
A fox in the brush
The knot of the wood
The song of the thrush
The wood of the wind
The criff, a fall
A scratch, a lump
It is nothing at all
It's the wind blowing free
It's the end of a slope
It's a beam, it's a void
It's a hunch, it's a hope

And the riverbank talks
Of the waters of March
It's the end of the stain
It's the joy in your heart

...- Antonio Carlos Jobim

2010-12-13T23:40:00.000-08:00

With time...

With time everything comes

With time everything goes

In time you'll fall in love again

In time you'll lose love again

In time you'll search again

In time you will find again

All I ever wanted was to be happy

I never cared much about status quo

Yet I know you gotta play the part

When it's time to deliver

But not all is worth the price

All I only wan-wan-want is to be ha-ha-happy

All I really wan-wan-want is to have a fun-fun-funky time...

time... what is that anyway?

Facebook

2010-11-30T15:48:00.000-08:00

I have been enjoying Facebook for the past 2 years communicating with old friends, some in different cities, different countries, even different planets (... that's another story), because it allowed me to find some people who i really got along well with in my childhood years, that i liked and it's always good to at least hear from them. Facebook allowed me to do all of that within that one place because of it's popularity. Just as the opposite when people who you did not want to ever get in touch with, ask you for a friend request. That in itself is another other story. I was able to network within the network and i have found contracts that allowed me to make some money, try some new things, meet new people in my fields and learn. But I'm also aware that Facebook has become an addiction for a more and more reclusive world. It has created junkies that are in need of human interaction. I speak of myself in this matter. Facebook allows us to do that in a safe, lazy and hidden environment. Where you can peep into each other's life. Where we can create a fantasy persona or a more restricted persona but most of the time hiding things that you don't want the general public to know. Like a friend put it ''would you stand in front of a crowd of 200 people and yell any personal information to a bunch of strangers?'' Euh!! No! ... I'm also aware that not everybody is there for the same reasons. Some use it for business. Some use it to network or just to keep in touch with ''real'' friends and family. Other use it to commit crime. I personally knew a friend's mother who was scammed into sending money to help the daughter that was stranded in some country. The lady sent the money to where she was instructed and she never saw the money, until the daughter called a few days later. The daughter was putting personal information on her Facebook profile, such as when she will be leaving, where she's going, when she will be coming back, what she will be doing. That is why it's so important not to put any personal information on the internet like that. Specially things that everybody can know, see and use against you. So I try to put only what i judge I would share with a well meant stranger that I meet on the street. That I can talk to about myself on a friendly manner. I feel that it's my responsibility to protect myself and my information.

Inspiration - Strenght finder

2010-09-14T11:37:00.000-07:00

I remember doing a psychological test where I was asked a bunch of questions and one of the questions was which animal I admire the most and why. I said the tiger, for Its beauty, Its strength, It's calmness, yet voracious, and a silent killer. I was told that I am like a tiger, that i see myself like the tiger, beautiful, strong, calm yet..., and a silent hunter.
Looking at these pictures gave me a burst of energy and motivation. As I try to see myself walking a mile in those claws!!!

SPOTTING THE OPPORTUNITY

CHECKING IT OUT CLOSER

THINKING ABOUT THE STRATEGY

GOING FOR THE KILL

ALMOST TASTING THE REWARDS
... BUT NOT THERE YET... FOCUS UNTIL YOU SAVORED IT!!

I AM

2010-07-20T13:35:00.000-07:00

I claim my space
My right to be
I accept my responsibility
To pay for my own way
I choose to be happy
I choose to be bold
No man or woman
Shall deviate me
From my divine goal
I am righteous
I am Honest
I am Powerful
I am For Ever

HER SMILE

2010-07-20T13:10:00.000-07:00

Her smile

The first time we met
We went to the movies
The usual place to meet
When two strangers who
Intend to stay strange
But feel the presence of one another

She sat besides me quietly
As we listen to everyone talking
Shyly I sat alone with my thoughts and desires
And when the others had finished talking
We sat some more in quiet darkness
Until the lights came on
As she murmured some sounds
And I replied the same way
I understood what she was trying to say
Only when I saw her smile
Instinctively I leaned over
And she kissed me for what seemed to be
An eternity...

This is so childish I thought after
But I'm still a child at heart
I must be,
I get butterflies when I see her smile at me
I dream of fairy tales still at my age
It's just the way she makes me feel
I know she could never love me
Not the way I dreamed of anyway
These vivid images in my head
Mixed with the emotions I feel
I feel like a child
Falling in love again
For the first time again
I would let myself go
But I still remember the pain
That is just as real
When love fades away

I wanna be your friend
Know your deepest secrets
Tell you all my hopes and fears
Know that I could always trust you
Chase those clouds with you
See the various shapes they take
Laugh and cry while time passes by
How childish this is...
All from her smile... to think like this. (2001)

JE ME DEFINIS

2010-07-20T13:03:00.000-07:00

Je me définis...
Comme une personne généreuse
Comme un esprit brillant
Un être intelligent et curieux

Je me définis...
Comme un leader courageux et audacieux
Comme un guerrier fort
Comme un acteur intègre et responsable

Je me définis...
Comme je définis mon DIEU
Je suis la somme de toutes les créations
Tel j'ai été créé à son image

Je suis...
Une divinité spirituelle
Vivant une expérience humaine

2010-07-19T21:56:00.000-07:00

Love many things, for therein lies the true strength, and whosoever loves much performs much, and can accomplish much, and what is done in love is done well.

- Vincent van Gogh

Heat

2010-07-19T20:14:00.000-07:00

Summer is finally here.
We've had two weeks of intense heat.
I loved it.
After those long months of winter,
I think it's a blessing.
Trying to take it day by day.
Because when you keep staring
Too much in the future or in the past,
Great things passes you by
Even if you reach the destination
To realize what you thought
You wanted so bad
Was not of your own choice
So you'll have to retrace your path
To be where you should have been
All along...
All along the watch tower

Benefit Show for Haiti

2010-02-18T13:12:00.000-08:00

Last night I played at the Leonardo Da Vinci Centre in Montreal for a benefit concert for Haiti. There were about 35 acts from all over Quebec that participated including the Cirque du Soleil. I played with Aimée, a singer from montreal who came out with album a few years ago. We played together a while ago when my daughter was born. We haven't seen each other in almost 5 years and I ran into her last week. She told me about the show and could not miss the opportunity to be part of it. I have shed so much tears over this tragedy. Wishing sometimes that I was God and undo it all. Feelings of helplessness and also anger.
All in all the show went fairly well, since we only had a day or so to get it together.

2010-01-10T10:15:00.000-08:00

Melissa in the Old port Montreal, we were shooting scenes for the film.

Picture of a painting I wanted to do for my sister in Florida.

Another picture I want to paint with my brand new oil pastels, my Christmas gift to myself.

So many desires, so little time.

Gotta go pay the rent and the bills.

2010-01-10T06:56:00.000-08:00

Another year has gone by, a new one started.

Do I feel different?

Should I feel different?

Nope.

I still have the same problems. Just as I still have the same blessings.

It can be a motivator though,
the acknowledgement that something new is beginning
A new hope, a new revived energy, a new chance for new possibilities.

Just as it can be a reminder of past failures,
that we are getting older,
than we start feeling inadequate,
incapable of dealing with some recurrant problems, etc. etc.

Which ever way we chose to look at it,
everywhere we are reminded that it is a new year.
Every one is wishing well to one another.
It enables us to bond for a moment.
It remind us that we are in this, "together".
Faced with the same battles and viruses.
For a moment we can encourage each other.

Wishing you a Happy New Year 2010. Now, go get what's yours.

Last month I should have posted a show I did with the iMusici Orchestra. Even though I started the project back in April, it never crossed my mind to post it on my blog. Always busy with something. I'll upload some pictures and a video later.

Here's some info on the program:

http://www.imusici.com/en/pic_09.php#p2

Little penguin and the enchanted horn
Sunday, December 13, 2009
Guest: Adley Glemaud, sand artist / Conductor: Stéphane Tétreault

2 :15 pm: Pre-concert chat: Big and little secrets of a violinist

Musical Program
W.A. MozartSonate religieuse en ré majeur K 69
A. DvorakSérénade pour cordes en mi majeur, opus 22 / I. Moderato
A. Vivaldi Concerto pour cordes en la majeur, RV 158 / III. Allegro
J. HaydnDivertimento en ré majeur pour violoncelle et orchestre / I. Adagio (extrait) (arr. Piatigorsky)
A. Vivaldi Concerto pour cordes en ré mineur, RV 127 / III. Allegro
R. Chédrine Suite Carmen (d’après l’opéra de Bizet) / Second intermezzo
A. Borodine Quatuor no 2 en ré majeur, II. Scherzo / Allegro (arr. L. Drew)
B. Bartók Divertimento pour cordes / II. Molto adagio (extrait)
G. F. Haendel Water Music / Hornpipe
W. A. Mozart Sérénade pour cordes no 13 en sol majeur, " Eine Kleine Nachtmusik ", K.525 (Une petite musique de nuit) / IV. Rondo - Allegro
Ballade suédoise De tva konungadöttrarna (ballade jouée à la gemshorn soprano)
J. Brahms Danses hongroises, la cinquième
A. Vivaldi Les Quatre Saisons, l’Hiver / II. Largo

All in all, it was a fun project.
It was a pleasure to meet the musicians.
At our first rehearsal at the Conseil des Arts, I was nervous but as soon as I was introduced to the musicians I felt at home.
My heart was there

Suzanne from iMusici and I worked on the story. I came up with the idea of a little penguin that lives in the antartica with its community. Since the show was for kids, I thought there had to be a little message in it. Once the story was somewhat developped, I started drawing my storyboard by adding images to the story. As the storyboard came along, I would practice the flow and timing of the images with sand on an illuminated table at work at the National Film Board. A couple of weeks before the show I received the final draft of the story with the music we chose for the show. I wished I had more time to finalize the sand animation but the show had to go on. I was pleased with the overall show. The concert hall was full of people and all the kids were up front. At the end of the show a bunch of them came over to see my table, ask me questions, and play with the sand. Which was my favourite time of the show.

About a week before the first rehearsal with the orchestra I was so stressed. I managed to control it so it doesn't show too much, and affect those I work with at the National Film Board. I give workshops on animation films there sometimes help with other tasks. I had two other music shows in the same month. Both were different from one another. New materials to learn and practice. I hate learning new pieces by heart. I prefer reading quick charts and add my flavor. That same week I was playing at Newtown Club for a corporate christmas party. My company SSG Productions was hired to provide the entertainment. I was playing a jazzy set while the crowd mingles. I hired a DJ someone referred me to, and told him what they wanted and what i wanted to hear. I went to the dj's studio and chose some tracks the night before. I was playing with a trumpet player whom I've never met before. A young musician who goes to McGill and plays with a jazz ensemble there, he was also referred to me, because the other guy whom I hired was stuck in L.A. I panicked for about a minute, than said to myself the show must go on. One of the perks of producing events.
We played with some of the tracks I chose with the dj the night before and improvised on top of those tracks.
They were funky, groovy, loungy instrumental beats. Due to technical difficulties we played for only about an hour, but I was happy. Sweet and short. Just the way I like it. The dj finished the night and we danced till we could no longer stand. I went to a friend's place for some more fun. I was just glad that I wasn't sick the next day.

My favorite pass-time is definitely getting paid to have fun and making sure that others do too. But like most of us, I have "jobs" too.

2009-10-29T07:24:00.000-07:00

October 29, 2009. Early morning. I didn't have to be at work until later on this afternoon. I'm lying on the couch with the laptop watching tv on mute and listening to some music. Multi-tasking I guess. A weird feeling just went through my body. As I was loking at a picture of a beach on Facebook. I had this deja-vous. Sometimes you can have deja-vous that is a visual memory but this one was an actual physical and emotional feeling that involved a sense of joy and calm mixed with aweness. The picture ressembled my grandmother's house in Port-Salut, Haiti. The beach with its white sands. The coconut trees along the beach with their long skinny leaves that looks like hair. The little crabs and shells the waves would carry. The smell of the sea breeze. The sensation that the earth was moving when you stared at the moving clouds. My foundest memory was horseback riding along the beach with some friends.
How I wish I could just visit that place again, in my life. That feeling. When you feel as one with the world around you, where the sea and the sky is part of your mind.

Well, gotta go back to ''reality''. Three different shows to prepare for. All in one month.

2009-09-28T08:37:00.000-07:00

TODAY

Today I'm gonna change my ways
I'm gonna make my dream come true
Today I'm gonna do some soul searching
I'm gonna find out where my heart is
Today I'm gonna share my pain
I'm gonna let the tears out if I feel like crying

Today I'm gonna love you more
Today I'm gonna open my door
Today I'm gonna let the sun in

Today I'm gonna take that first step
Even I don't know how
Today I'm gonna try so hard
Even if I don't know why
Today I'm gonna find my way
Even if there's no road

So let everyone know
Today is the beginning
Of a chosen dream

2009-09-04T07:59:00.000-07:00

Lately I have been feeling lonely. Another relationship gone bad. It never bothered me before. As long as I can remember, I always had someone to share my thoughts and some laughs with. Always busy doing things. No time for sentimental stuff. My friends in Toronto were always there. They were the most fun bunch. Now I long for a great friend whom I can talk to on a daily basis. I do have friends but not one that I can really relate to and talk to each day. I am just wanting someone to come over and bug me and just be there on a day to day basis.

Trust has been a huge issue since I left Toronto and nothing has been right ever since. Maybe it's all in my head, but a part of me died there. Or I killed it. People here aren't how they seem and you don't know if you can open yourself to someone. I have that problem of being too trusting which in the long run bites me in the ass. I am a pretty open and honest person and I don't like to lie. I used to be fake just so people would like me. But since I've grown up I have been myself and said to hell with anyone who doesn't like me for me.

Some people will pretend to like you just so they can get what they want out of you. Once they have it. They leave you to die on the sidewalks of life. But each time, I got up. Stronger than before. More and more I realized, what had bloomed in the summer will eventually die under the cold claws of winter, to be reborn again, once the soothing caresses of the sun lifts its spirits from the abyss.

Relationships have diminished me and it seems like it's nothing but a game for most. A power game. Of what can I get out of you without giving nothing back, because I'm better than you and you owe me that. Or I'm the queen of shit and I don't have time to waste on you because my time is more important than you.

There is no one to turn to and it sucks. This is why I have always turned to my art. Its my serene place where I can let it all out and uncaring about what anyone else thinks. Even if the blood from my heart was pouring like the cascades of the Niagara Falls, with just a single note all the anger and hurt transcend and transforms into fuel for a little while. As I release it all. I am always aware that a moment of peace is just a break from the chaos that is soon to be returning. The Ying and the Yang of life. Now I'm in that dark place again. Waiting patiently for the spring of my life to come back. I look forward to that feeling of being in love again. Even if it's for just a month, a week, a day or the blink of eye through some stranger's smile. Feeling it without believing in it.

Well, I' done for this morning. I'm going to the gym, I have to clean myself and keep the temple strong.

Alone by Maya Angelou

Lying, thinking
Last night
How to find my soul a home
Where water is not thirsty
And bread loaf is not stone
I came up with one thing
And I don't believe I'm wrong
That nobody,
But nobody
Can make it out here alone.

Alone, all alone
Nobody, but nobody
Can make it out here alone.

There are some millionaires
With money they can't use
Their wives run round like banshees
Their children sing the blues
They've got expensive doctors
To cure their hearts of stone.
But nobody
No, nobody
Can make it out here alone.

Alone, all alone
Nobody, but nobody
Can make it out here alone.

Now if you listen closely
I'll tell you what I know
Storm clouds are gathering
The wind is gonna blow
The race of man is suffering
And I can hear the moan,
'Cause nobody,
But nobody
Can make it out here alone.

Alone, all alone
Nobody, but nobody
Can make it out here alone.

2009-09-03T08:11:00.000-07:00

September 1st, another birthday. Another day. Everyday is my birthday. Everyday I am born again. As I awake from my divine sleep, I open my ears first, than eyes. Invite the light in. Than lay in bed thinking about the dreams I had the night before.

I dreamed last night that I was a kungfu fighter. I was manipulating a nunchaku and teaching people how to use it. A nunchako is a traditional weapon of the Okinawan kobudō weapons set and consists of two sticks connected at their ends with a short chain or rope. I used to practice with it when i was younger and interested in martial arts and was taking karate and kung fu classes.

I went to the beach a few weeks ago and saw a guy using one. I tried it but obviously it has been so long since I touched one. It's not the kind of weapon that is used much anymore.

I went to work afterwards. I was not supposed to, but I rather be at work than at home thinking. The International Film Festival is going on and so many foreign movies I want to see. Different from the glamorous Hollywood packagings. And on top of it, the films are not just documentaries.

This weekend I'm shooting some scenes for my film. If everything goes well. I finally found a model/actress. Thanks to my friend Mr G. There was this beautiful Russian model this friend referred me to, but she wanted money. And since this is an independent production. I do not have the budget yet. A few people are helping with finding the fundings. Thank god.

Today I'm going to work, than Cafe Les Eclusiers tonight to meet some friends fo drinks. It just feels good to feel free after so long. Only me and my daughter to worry about. The rest, the heck with it, I say.

(a suivre)

2009-08-29T16:47:00.000-07:00

Saturday night. Tonight I ain't staying home. Fuck it. If I have to go out alone and celebrate my birthday, I will. I don't feel like making plans with anybody. I just wanna go out alone and see where the wind blows me. I only have one appointment. I have to meet Gman downtown on Drummond. He's celebrating his birthday tonight. Well, more precisely tomorrow or starting at midnight tonight. He insisted that I come. And he also has my camera from the last time we went to Tribe. There are some pictures on that camera that should not be seen. Tribe (the club) was not a lot of fun. I really felt like I was in some small city, and it was the local bar.

I'm glad that we are meeting at a restaurant. He says there were going to be a lot of nice girls, mostly singles. Cool, I say not just the single girls are allowed to have some fun too. Everybody is entitled to peace and a lil fun on earth. As long as it does not interfere with my freedom.

I am old. I rather go sit in a restaurant and have some conversation with some unknown girls, than go to a club and shake my booty with some unknown girls. I actually feel like getting totally smashed tonight. I wish I was in Toronto, with my ''old skool'' friends. But hey, my heart is in the right place finally. I know it will take some time for things to get into the groove of things here. Than it will be smooth sailing. I've learned my lessons from the past two relationships. And I promised myself that it will not happen again. I rather be with someone special, but for now I gotta go solo, and take care of myself, my family and friends. Do the thins I've been putting off for so long. Things that can only be done if you're single. With no guilty feelings.

So tonight I'm celebrating my birthday in my head alone. No matter how many people around.

Instinct - Today and tomorow

2009-08-29T14:37:00.000-07:00

My instinct told me
At first to stay away
But did I listen...
I knew what was to happen
Why did I still do it...
Simply because I could

I didn't care
If it was gonna hurt later
I was craving that high
The hurting is now
And It was like crack
That just fell from the sky
Made me feel so good

I had so much pain in my heart
I needed something to anesthetize it
It looked so pure
It took away my mind
Even though it told me so
A sweet high
Nothing but a sweet high

When I woke up next morning
I should have listened
My instinct told me so...
I should have left
And not come back

Than the wise man
Ruined it all
By telling me again
''Never regret
what made you smile...''

Conclusion 1

2009-08-27T19:41:00.000-07:00

I think I've crossed that line. That fine line between sanity and insanity. What I want and what I need is at hand's reach. I think I want it all. But I no longer know what I want. I'm well aware that everything has it's price. And as the saying goes ''nothing worth having doesn't come without a hefty price''. But I don't see no price tag to know if I can afford it or not. But as another saying goes ''if you gotta ask for the price, you can't afford it''. I've learned to take a little and give a little. I'm not interested in amassing fortune for the sake of piling it to admire.
The things I want do not have a price tag. Materials things to me are tools I need to achieve my final spiritual chef d'oeuvre. A life well lived. With the acknowledgment that everything has it's time. As this beautiful poem, best summers it.

For everything there is a season,and a time for every matter under heaven:

a time to be born,
and a time to die;

a time to plant,
and a time to pluck up what is planted;

a time to kill,
and a time to heal;

a time to break down,
and a time to build up;

a time to weep,
and a time to laugh;

a time to mourn,
and a time to dance;

a time to throw away stones,
and a time to gather stones together;

a time to embrace,
and a time to refrain from embracing;

a time to seek,
and a time to lose;

a time to keep,
and a time to throw away;

a time to tear,
and a time to sew;

a time to keep silence,
and a time to speak;

a time to love,
and a time to hate;

a time for war,
and a time for peace. Peace...

Good Good Lovin! 1999

2009-08-27T18:36:00.000-07:00

Good good Lovin' (Adley Glemaud 1999)

I'm gonna see you soon
I just can't wait to be with you
I gotta see you soon
Fill me up of that good lovin

Day after day I wake up
To salute the shinning star
Wherever I go for sure it' ll follow
I go and I come about my business
Like a chicken without its head
Round and around the globe
No matter how fast
No matter how far
Feet still on the ground
Yearning for you
Just when I think
I got it all under control
There comes the rain
messing everything up

Never learned my lesson
To never ever ever ever
Wear my heart on my sleeves
Fool as I am again
I went and fell in love
When all I needed
Was some of that hard love
Some of that sweet sweat
good good wet Lovin'

Put on my winter coat
Followed the unmarked footsteps
Listening to the echoes of you voice
In the silence of the night
Louder and Louder I'm thinking of you
On every girl's face
I search for your smile
Walking as if I had a destination
I quietly followed the crowds
Each passing moment seems to stand still
Awaken by a whiff of your perfume
Fool as I am
I went and fell in love
When all I needed
Was some Good Good Lovin
Some of that sweet Good Good Lovin

Don't need to hear I love yous
Don't need to know
Your plans for the future
Here I am baby
I'm on my way to you

All I need is you in my arms
Please don't tell me lies
and no goodbyes
and no surprises
Just hear my cries

I just need you and
That good good lovin'
That sweet sweet good lovin' woman...
You ain't going nowhere
Neither am I
So bring it to dudley
That sweet sweet
Good Good loving

Spring 2009

2009-05-23T08:12:00.000-07:00

Never explain yourself. Your friends don’t need it... and your enemies won’t believe it.

-word to myself!

Into the new year

2009-04-03T14:08:00.000-07:00

April 2009. I've witnessed this new year 2009.

My girl left me. Even though I knew she would leave some day because she kept saying that she would eventually leave. I never gave it much thought. But she did. Since the apartment I was living in was too expensive for me alone. I had to look for a new place. I had to find a 2 bdrms apartment within my means for my baby girl and I. I found something close to her future school. She will be starting school in september and I wanted to be somewhere close to her new school. I'm excited for her as well as me. The apartment is not big but I can definitely make it our home sweet home. Finally we moved in on March 31st. Three people who told me that they would help with the moving cancelled at the last minute. So it was a cousin of mine at least came and we did the move until 11pm. I was exhausted for 3 days after that.

A black man became president of the United States of America. As most black people said, I never thought that I would live to see that day. But I did. I had tears rolling down my cheeks and couldn't help it. I was almost embarassed by it. Than I started to ask myself why am I crying? Well, I felt proud for him, proud for that country.

Welcome - Bienvenue

2008-12-10T09:19:00.000-08:00

Welcome first and foremost to my personal blog.
Finally. I've started one a while ago but gave up on it because I didn't think there was much to say about myself. .