It's the next day. I'm sitting here dressed and ready, waiting on my ride to court. I'm nervous. I can feel it in the pit of my gut. I will be so happy when this whole ordeal is over. Part of me feels like braking down and crying, but I've wasted enough tears, and my ex-boyfriend has wasted enough of my time. I know some of you are wondering what the hell I'm talking about?
To make a very long and painful story short. A year in a half a go I was dating a man. The relationship was not healthy. I tried to brake up with him and he flipped out on me. He put his hands on me in a way no man should ever touch a woman. The police was called and charges were pressed. A world wind of bad things happen because of this incident. Friends, family, jobs, etc, etc, lost and gained. Life learned lesson, learned the hard way. I'm just glad I was strong enough to do what needed to be done. Thank God for blessing me to make it out of the situation alive, and now I'm on my way to see justice prevail. I started writing this post towards the end of July and thus have gotten more information on it in late August. I told you when I know you would as well.
Back from court and I don't have a verdict. I have to wait another two weeks to get a verdict. Two weeks pass and I still don't have a verdict. To say that I am pissed off is a huge understatement. Now I'm informed that I have to wait even another two weeks. Subsequently I am informed that most abusers/criminals get away with this sort of misdemeanor, unless a man utterly beats his victim to near death. Other than that it's just his word against yours! A lot of people just want to put the crime behind them as if nothing ever happened, but I am not one of those people. If I don't stand up for my rights who will? This ordeal has been staring me in the face since it happened. What ever the outcome may be; no matter what the verdict is I'm going to continue to move on with my life and thus have been doing so since this painful incident. I need justice to prevail, and I'm starting to think that there is no such thing. Now I understand why people take matters into their own hands. Cant say I blame them, when the judicial system wont do their jobs. I cant help to think "Why in the hell is the system taking my tax money and other tax payers money so the judge can sit at his or her podium and act like their putting down the law? When in all reality their just looking at your watch wondering what they should order for lunch or if they will make it home for dinner. That's is definitely the impression I got.
It is almost September. Finally I get the verdict and it didn't surprise me one iota. Am I disappointed? YES Am I glad it's over? YES See the man I dated was a minister appointed over half of a church. If he could fool a church congregation as well as other preachers/ministers then he most definitely could fool a "judge". In other words he can lie better than I can tell the truth! Then there is always the only True Judge, the Higher Power Judge, GOD and you can't fool him!
When a horrible situation happens to you, you find out who really cares about you and who doesn't, and I'm not just talking about friends either, but that's another blog entirely on it's on! As of my self, I'm in a much better place in all the ways there is to be. The "man" and I use that word loosely that I dated is still a miserable. No exaggeration at all. He's even fatter than he was when I left him, and is still UNEMPLOYED as well as UNEDUCATED!
On a positive note, No matter how bad the situation is; I do understand and believe that everything really does happen for a reason. I also know that karma is a Bitch. I wont have to say or do anything else from here on out about this past situation. See, your own juju as some will put it, definitely has a way of catching up with you. If you put good into the atmosphere you will get good coming back to you. If you put out garbage, pain and chaos into the atmosphere you better believe it will find it's way back to you 10x or 20x fold. My hands are clean of the situation and that chapter of my life is closed! I am now on to much more brighter and better things and taking control of what the future has to offer!
Monday, August 30, 2010
Monday, August 9, 2010
How was your weekend?
First off anybody that knows me know I am horrible with direction. Thus forth I'm always getting lost, but I have gotten better. Little did I know, when I returned from my Birthday vacation that the subways would be closed from 145Th-89st. This was and still is very bad. So everyone that would normally get on the subway tries to pile onto a shuttle; which really is just a regular bus. Sometimes the shuttle is an extra long bus that looks like it has an accordion in the middle of it. I want you to imagine a filled bus. That's like 25-30 people right? Well now imagine a regular size bus with over 60-75 people in it. Did someone say personal space? What's that?
The bus stopped. More people got off and even more people got on. I was sitting in a single seat texting on my phone. I noticed a man walking towards me but continued to text. A few seconds later I looked slightly to my left, and noticed I had a medium sized Puerto Rican crotch staring me in the face. I was scared to look into the face of whom it belonged to because he would know that I was staring at his lower quadrant. Why did he choose to stand in front of me anyway? Couldn't he had put that package else where? Now I know what it feels like to be a midget. I could tell he was cute from his waste down. Nice pants, up to date kicks(shoes), and the way he stood he had a certain swagger about him. I had to see if his faced matched the rest of his body, so I slowly and yet quickly raised my head. Our eyes met. We stared at each other with out saying one word. "I wonder what hes thinking?" A few seconds pass and I look back down at my phone. I decide that I can't ride the entire way home like this. I got off at an earlier stop to visit a friend and got the shock of my life.
Now sitting with my friend at his shop catching up; when all of a sudden we hear a loud POP!Everybody in a 100 feet radius hit the ground.POP, POP, POP! "Was that what I think it was"? Scared and shocked at the same time. Within seconds all we could see were skinny, black, male, legs running at top speed.
My friend, lets call him Zack. He tried to tell me it was just a car back firing, but my instincts told me better. Then he tried to say it may have been fireworks. "Unnuhh. NO WAY! It was to deep sounding to be fireworks, and too loud and hard to be a car back firing." "I'm not used to guns nor do I like them but I believe that's what I just heard." I told him. "Well if that was gun fire the police will be here in a few minutes" he tells me. A few minutes pass and there are now over seven police cars and an ambulance.
That was one of the scariest moments of my life. Not to mention I hurt my arm, and my friend stepped on my leg as we all dove to the floor to take cover. We get up off the floor, and I'm in total shock. Nosey people run over to the scene of the crime. I stayed put. I began to think of how many innocent people including myself could have gotten hurt. It was a hot day, and children were outside playing and laughing everywhere. Various people shopping and walking all about. Ten minutes passed and mostly everybody went back to doing what they were doing before the shots rang out. I just thank GOD for watching over my friend and I. I still love this city, but I can't help to think about the peaceful atmosphere I just left behind. I was still basking in the memories of Jamaica and not wanting to come down from my natural high, but being in NYC sure did snap me out of that.
Well have a great week followers and readers!
The bus stopped. More people got off and even more people got on. I was sitting in a single seat texting on my phone. I noticed a man walking towards me but continued to text. A few seconds later I looked slightly to my left, and noticed I had a medium sized Puerto Rican crotch staring me in the face. I was scared to look into the face of whom it belonged to because he would know that I was staring at his lower quadrant. Why did he choose to stand in front of me anyway? Couldn't he had put that package else where? Now I know what it feels like to be a midget. I could tell he was cute from his waste down. Nice pants, up to date kicks(shoes), and the way he stood he had a certain swagger about him. I had to see if his faced matched the rest of his body, so I slowly and yet quickly raised my head. Our eyes met. We stared at each other with out saying one word. "I wonder what hes thinking?" A few seconds pass and I look back down at my phone. I decide that I can't ride the entire way home like this. I got off at an earlier stop to visit a friend and got the shock of my life.
Now sitting with my friend at his shop catching up; when all of a sudden we hear a loud POP!Everybody in a 100 feet radius hit the ground.POP, POP, POP! "Was that what I think it was"? Scared and shocked at the same time. Within seconds all we could see were skinny, black, male, legs running at top speed.
My friend, lets call him Zack. He tried to tell me it was just a car back firing, but my instincts told me better. Then he tried to say it may have been fireworks. "Unnuhh. NO WAY! It was to deep sounding to be fireworks, and too loud and hard to be a car back firing." "I'm not used to guns nor do I like them but I believe that's what I just heard." I told him. "Well if that was gun fire the police will be here in a few minutes" he tells me. A few minutes pass and there are now over seven police cars and an ambulance.
That was one of the scariest moments of my life. Not to mention I hurt my arm, and my friend stepped on my leg as we all dove to the floor to take cover. We get up off the floor, and I'm in total shock. Nosey people run over to the scene of the crime. I stayed put. I began to think of how many innocent people including myself could have gotten hurt. It was a hot day, and children were outside playing and laughing everywhere. Various people shopping and walking all about. Ten minutes passed and mostly everybody went back to doing what they were doing before the shots rang out. I just thank GOD for watching over my friend and I. I still love this city, but I can't help to think about the peaceful atmosphere I just left behind. I was still basking in the memories of Jamaica and not wanting to come down from my natural high, but being in NYC sure did snap me out of that.
Well have a great week followers and readers!
Sunday, August 1, 2010
Hedonism II Part 2 Continued
PRAISE GOD! A day later. WE HAVE MADE IT, and I have just realized it's my Birthday!I was starting to think we weren't ever going to get to Montego Bay Jamaica. It didn't seem real to me until we walked down a long, curvy hallway, to get to customs. Once we got through customs we went to baggage claim. I don't know why I was the least bit surprised but that the airline had lost my luggage. As a matter of fact my luggage didn't even follow me. Least to say I was utterly pissed, but on the upside I really didn't need much clothing anyway;-)
Thank goodness I have a friend like ZsaZsa.
She loan me a few items to get me through the first day. The next morning my
luggage arrived, and I could finally relax; until I saw this white residue on the front of my suitcase. I opened up the compartment and saw that the container of powder which was closed by a lid was no longer closed but sitting inside of the container. Personnel didn't even try to close the container properly after opening it. The outside compartment of the suitcase was ruin. Powder was spilled and stained everywhere. I cleaned up the mess as best as I could. I was just thankful that nothing had gotten on my clothes. Lesson learned the hard way. I will NO longer be checking in luggage unless I utterly have to. The hassle of loosing it, finding it, and at sometimes paying for it, is not worth it.
With all that said I can now start to tell you about the best Birthday I've ever had. Remember I said earlier it's all on how you speak to people? My travel agent and I did everything in our power to get the airline as well as the resort to accommodate us for the day we lost, due to it not being our fault. Thank goodness they saw the silver lining. I received the day back and didn't have to pay extra. Now I was ready to enjoy me vacation/birthday at Hedonism II.
Hedonism is the doctrine that pleasure or happiness is the highest good. A devotion to pleasure as a way of life. Have you ever tried Meditating, Praying, Massage or even sleeping to free your mind of all negative thoughts or worry? Yet, no matter how hard you try to clear your mind thoughts keep creeping in. Here in Jamaica, at this resort, I was able to do just that. I have never been able to just drop all trouble or concern. It was too the point where I couldn't even keep track of the days or hours because my atmosphere was so serene and yet mind blowing. Days begin to run into each other. In other words I couldn't keep up on what day it was. The clocks in the rooms weren't set and we couldn't figure out how to set them. ZsaZsa phone didn't reset to the international time and we weren't sure if mine did or not. So we couldn't keep track of that either. It's was weird because after 24hrs of being there you pretty much gave up on trying to keep track. Every now&then we would check in with a staff member to make sure we didn't miss our reservations for dinner. To both of our pleasure time just seem to run extremely slow there. It was if all your cares were truly left at the door. I have not ever been able to do that. The only thing I did stress about was my luggage and once I got that it was pretty much smooth sailing.
The staff at Hedo for the most part were extremely friendly and they aimed to pleased. I felt as if I was a "C" list movie star. For my birthday my waitress decorated my table with exotic red flowers that spelled out my name. She sung to me in a sweet voice and brought wine, champagne, and a chocolate cake to my table. I felt so special for all of this was a surprise to me; as well as the people who were already sitting at my table that I didn't know. The next evening I got back to my room and found a plate of fresh fruit with a bottle of champagne wishing me once again a Happy Birthday! It was really kind of the resort to remember my special day.
So what did I do at this resort your asking? I had a ball. I let my alter ego loose. Her name was KeKe, but I spelled it KeiKei. ZsaZsa and I went on a Booze Cruise in the Atlantic Ocean. After you get a tour of the other resorts the boat stops and everyone jumps into the ocean. The part of the ocean we were in was about 30 feet and yes I was scared. I know how to swim, but I never been that deep in such a huge body of water. So the life guard sought me out even before the boat took off. He stayed very close to me to make sure I was okay. We swam together in the caves; which was really cool. Honestly, I don't think I would have gotten off the boat if it wasn't for him. ZsaZsa on the other hand had on flippers and a snorkel and didn't fret one tiny bit.
The next day we both went on "The Glass Boat". The bottom of the boat was made of glass so you could see everything in the ocean. We saw a lot of different fish, algae, plants, different size starfish, stingrays and such. It was all just so wonderful to be so close with the other part of nature. I also went jet skiing twice. I was scared both times, but I enjoyed it. It's amazing how tight you will hold onto someone you don't know from Adam when you frightened. I squeezed my trainer so tight he offered to take me to the island across the water. I politely told him "no thank you". The next time I got on the jet ski I wasn't as scared and I actually drove it myself. This time I had a different trainer. He sat behind me. He repeatedly told me in his Jamaican accent
"ah girl you got a nice my bumper".
There was live entertainment every night, and many other interesting activities you could take part in. Or you could just spend the evening in the hot tub that was just as big as the swimming pool. Speaking of the swimming pool. There were multiple pools with swim up bars as well as pool tables inside them. It was awesome,and the food was extraordinary. Fruit that woke up the senses as well as the libido. Exotic drinks; which reminds me, did I mentioned that we had unlimited top shelf alcohol? There was no cut off! You could drink 24 hours a day! Is this a good thing you may ask? Well I guess it depends on the person. For me this was a wonderful thing. I ordered drinks that I would never order in the club because they cost too much. Although you do have your mad drunks and people that just shouldn't be drinking at all. I saw and heard a few bad things go down. One being a married couple who got into a physical fight because the guy was drunk and high. Speaking of which, I guess I must have forgotten where I was because if it wasn't legal it sure looked that way. People were smoking weed/Mary Jane/ marijuana everywhere. There was a Jamaican man who offered to take me off the island to a party. Part of me wanted to go, but I've watched soo much LMN. I told myself I wasn't going to leave the resort and I didn't. As this man was talking to me he pulled out this paper with this thick green plant on it. I mean this was the real deal. I could smell it and it wasn't even crushed, rolled, or lit. I mean seriously, I knew I couldn't go anywhere with this guy. I would be passed out somewhere just from the contact of the potent plant rolled up in his paper.
I should tell you that there is a Nude and Prude side of the resort. I think you can figure out the difference. There were soo many activities a person could choose from there was no reason to ever get bored. I've always wanted to experience body painting. When I heard that this was one of the activities I jumped on it. I walked over to the Nude side and henceforth got breast painted. The entertainment staff painted colorful flames on each breast. Then she wrote on my chest."Great Tits of Fire" Her art work was very well received by all races and genders.
Let me drop something on you guys. AAaauhh. I guess it's more of a question and please don't hesitate to answer it. Do you think if Eve had never eaten of the apple and then offered up to Adam and he didn't eat of it; ironically we would all still be naked today? You do know that they were naked in the Garden of Eden. They didn't try to cover up until they had sinned against God! It's just a thought. I'm not trying to twist "The Word". I just wanted to know what you guys thought of it?
So what kind of people go to Hedo? I met cousins, best friends, lovers, married couples, brothers, sisters, school mates etc. I would advise that you do go with at lest one other person and not by yourself. How naked did I get? Hmm.... Well I did go skinny dipping, and it felt fantastic. How many men tried to talk to me? LOL too many to keep track. Plus I was approached by two, Caucasian married couple whom I turned down. I must say I was flattered that they found me attractive though. Within one day I manged to have three staff members stalk me for my entire stay. What did I see? Naked body types of all shapes, sizes, and denominations. Huge, medium, small, very small, and everything, and I do mean EVERYTHING in between. I'ma leave it to your imagination. Just remember. If you can imagine it, I saw it...
Thank goodness I have a friend like ZsaZsa.
She loan me a few items to get me through the first day. The next morning my
luggage arrived, and I could finally relax; until I saw this white residue on the front of my suitcase. I opened up the compartment and saw that the container of powder which was closed by a lid was no longer closed but sitting inside of the container. Personnel didn't even try to close the container properly after opening it. The outside compartment of the suitcase was ruin. Powder was spilled and stained everywhere. I cleaned up the mess as best as I could. I was just thankful that nothing had gotten on my clothes. Lesson learned the hard way. I will NO longer be checking in luggage unless I utterly have to. The hassle of loosing it, finding it, and at sometimes paying for it, is not worth it.
With all that said I can now start to tell you about the best Birthday I've ever had. Remember I said earlier it's all on how you speak to people? My travel agent and I did everything in our power to get the airline as well as the resort to accommodate us for the day we lost, due to it not being our fault. Thank goodness they saw the silver lining. I received the day back and didn't have to pay extra. Now I was ready to enjoy me vacation/birthday at Hedonism II.
Hedonism is the doctrine that pleasure or happiness is the highest good. A devotion to pleasure as a way of life. Have you ever tried Meditating, Praying, Massage or even sleeping to free your mind of all negative thoughts or worry? Yet, no matter how hard you try to clear your mind thoughts keep creeping in. Here in Jamaica, at this resort, I was able to do just that. I have never been able to just drop all trouble or concern. It was too the point where I couldn't even keep track of the days or hours because my atmosphere was so serene and yet mind blowing. Days begin to run into each other. In other words I couldn't keep up on what day it was. The clocks in the rooms weren't set and we couldn't figure out how to set them. ZsaZsa phone didn't reset to the international time and we weren't sure if mine did or not. So we couldn't keep track of that either. It's was weird because after 24hrs of being there you pretty much gave up on trying to keep track. Every now&then we would check in with a staff member to make sure we didn't miss our reservations for dinner. To both of our pleasure time just seem to run extremely slow there. It was if all your cares were truly left at the door. I have not ever been able to do that. The only thing I did stress about was my luggage and once I got that it was pretty much smooth sailing.
The staff at Hedo for the most part were extremely friendly and they aimed to pleased. I felt as if I was a "C" list movie star. For my birthday my waitress decorated my table with exotic red flowers that spelled out my name. She sung to me in a sweet voice and brought wine, champagne, and a chocolate cake to my table. I felt so special for all of this was a surprise to me; as well as the people who were already sitting at my table that I didn't know. The next evening I got back to my room and found a plate of fresh fruit with a bottle of champagne wishing me once again a Happy Birthday! It was really kind of the resort to remember my special day.
So what did I do at this resort your asking? I had a ball. I let my alter ego loose. Her name was KeKe, but I spelled it KeiKei. ZsaZsa and I went on a Booze Cruise in the Atlantic Ocean. After you get a tour of the other resorts the boat stops and everyone jumps into the ocean. The part of the ocean we were in was about 30 feet and yes I was scared. I know how to swim, but I never been that deep in such a huge body of water. So the life guard sought me out even before the boat took off. He stayed very close to me to make sure I was okay. We swam together in the caves; which was really cool. Honestly, I don't think I would have gotten off the boat if it wasn't for him. ZsaZsa on the other hand had on flippers and a snorkel and didn't fret one tiny bit.
The next day we both went on "The Glass Boat". The bottom of the boat was made of glass so you could see everything in the ocean. We saw a lot of different fish, algae, plants, different size starfish, stingrays and such. It was all just so wonderful to be so close with the other part of nature. I also went jet skiing twice. I was scared both times, but I enjoyed it. It's amazing how tight you will hold onto someone you don't know from Adam when you frightened. I squeezed my trainer so tight he offered to take me to the island across the water. I politely told him "no thank you". The next time I got on the jet ski I wasn't as scared and I actually drove it myself. This time I had a different trainer. He sat behind me. He repeatedly told me in his Jamaican accent
"ah girl you got a nice my bumper".
There was live entertainment every night, and many other interesting activities you could take part in. Or you could just spend the evening in the hot tub that was just as big as the swimming pool. Speaking of the swimming pool. There were multiple pools with swim up bars as well as pool tables inside them. It was awesome,and the food was extraordinary. Fruit that woke up the senses as well as the libido. Exotic drinks; which reminds me, did I mentioned that we had unlimited top shelf alcohol? There was no cut off! You could drink 24 hours a day! Is this a good thing you may ask? Well I guess it depends on the person. For me this was a wonderful thing. I ordered drinks that I would never order in the club because they cost too much. Although you do have your mad drunks and people that just shouldn't be drinking at all. I saw and heard a few bad things go down. One being a married couple who got into a physical fight because the guy was drunk and high. Speaking of which, I guess I must have forgotten where I was because if it wasn't legal it sure looked that way. People were smoking weed/Mary Jane/ marijuana everywhere. There was a Jamaican man who offered to take me off the island to a party. Part of me wanted to go, but I've watched soo much LMN. I told myself I wasn't going to leave the resort and I didn't. As this man was talking to me he pulled out this paper with this thick green plant on it. I mean this was the real deal. I could smell it and it wasn't even crushed, rolled, or lit. I mean seriously, I knew I couldn't go anywhere with this guy. I would be passed out somewhere just from the contact of the potent plant rolled up in his paper.
I should tell you that there is a Nude and Prude side of the resort. I think you can figure out the difference. There were soo many activities a person could choose from there was no reason to ever get bored. I've always wanted to experience body painting. When I heard that this was one of the activities I jumped on it. I walked over to the Nude side and henceforth got breast painted. The entertainment staff painted colorful flames on each breast. Then she wrote on my chest."Great Tits of Fire" Her art work was very well received by all races and genders.
Let me drop something on you guys. AAaauhh. I guess it's more of a question and please don't hesitate to answer it. Do you think if Eve had never eaten of the apple and then offered up to Adam and he didn't eat of it; ironically we would all still be naked today? You do know that they were naked in the Garden of Eden. They didn't try to cover up until they had sinned against God! It's just a thought. I'm not trying to twist "The Word". I just wanted to know what you guys thought of it?
So what kind of people go to Hedo? I met cousins, best friends, lovers, married couples, brothers, sisters, school mates etc. I would advise that you do go with at lest one other person and not by yourself. How naked did I get? Hmm.... Well I did go skinny dipping, and it felt fantastic. How many men tried to talk to me? LOL too many to keep track. Plus I was approached by two, Caucasian married couple whom I turned down. I must say I was flattered that they found me attractive though. Within one day I manged to have three staff members stalk me for my entire stay. What did I see? Naked body types of all shapes, sizes, and denominations. Huge, medium, small, very small, and everything, and I do mean EVERYTHING in between. I'ma leave it to your imagination. Just remember. If you can imagine it, I saw it...
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