I feel like I been gone forever...

So, for the last few months its been all about tumblr(thanks to Eric and Lizzy), but now I feel the need to actually write something of substance, something witty and remarkable, something that is not an outpour of random photos and repetitive reblogs. I have decided that I should come back to my old home, dust off the shelves, restock the frig, and settle back into daily meaningful blogging. Oh, I know its been a while and most of my followers are now M.I.A., but I'm sure I can reconnect with my old friends, and if not I'll have the satisfaction in knowing that I'm being a productive blogger. Yup!

Now, the train ride shall continue.

New home

Check me out at my new blog home, stylisticflowz.tumblr.com

Financial Woes...

Woe is me...I think thats how the phrase goes, but my point is I'm broke. This is a hard time to be a broke college student.

(-) I have yet to pay April's rent
(-) I have to pay the 70 gas bill
(-) I'm negative 93 dollars in my account
(-) I have to pay credit card bills soon
(+) I'm going on a trip to Memhis on May 1st
(+) I get to attend the Beale Street music festival
(-) I have to get money for the tickets to the music festival
(-) I need money to eat!

So, as I look above there is way more negatives then positives in my financial life. I just pray things get better, Bye.

Girls have cooties

Why is that women are always turning their back on men who do the most for them? Ugh, I'm rather disappointed in the female species at the moment after my bro text me and says that his girl broke up with him on FACEBOOK!!!

Now, they had been arguing for the past few days but I always feel that some problems can be worked through as long as the good out weighs the bad. In this case I'm sure the good out weighs the bad. My friend does everything for her, and supports her in everyway possible: mentally, physically, and emotionally. He even bought her cats for christmas, sacrificing his trip to Vegas.

I think that some females need to just be coo...just be coo!

My train crashed...

Hi, welcome back to another exciting episode of Dramatic Dreams starring Jeremiah. I've been away dealing with my wreck of a life. There's been ups and downs, and I can't wait until school is out for the summer. I am definitely in need of a break.

Well, there is about 5 weeks left in this school year, and I need a 3.0 at least. That's sad that I have to work extremely hard at the end of the semester to get it, but I'll do what I need to make it.

Lately I haven't been writing much of anything, a few poems here and there but I need to get on it asap. This morning I was thinking about the time when my favorite spoken word artist, Shihan, came to my school. He signed a copy of his CD for me and said that I should never let my pen dry. Well, I hardly ever write with pens, but I have let my macbook collect dust.

Well, thats about it...I'm gone.

I just wanna...

Like the beatles I just want to hold your hand,
experiencing a form of affection that makes us to weak to even stand,
showering your heart with purple rain that leaves a stain,
or rather,
an imprint so that you never forget my name,
candy coated raindrops that never stop falling,
more than a crush,
letting it carry me or us as far as you're allowing.

Mirrors

Give me your hand and lets take a stroll through the park, 
acting out thoughts that should be left in the dark, 
we'll shed our outer exterior until we see our true reflection in the mirror
discarding layers of a facade that covers who we are, 
peeling, shedding, but never forgetting,
that mirrors never reflect more than we're giving,
ourselves.

~ Does this seem finished to you?~

Well, anyways, I have not been writing like I should, but the idea came to me randomly before I went to work out, and when I came back to my boy house I finished writing. I like how it is now, but would love to know what the blogger world thinks. :-)

My Sister is Great

I recently had lobster for the first time, and I must say it was great. I love seafood so my sister treated me to a meal at Red Lobster. I had the ultimate feast which consisted of lobster, crab legs, and two types of shrimp. It was great. Oh, and I had a little alcoholic beverage. I love being 21.

Ultimate Feast....DELICIOUS!!!!

Garden Salad w/french dressing :-)

Malibu Hurricane

Dead Poets Society?

Every year there is a National Poetry Slam, and this year I want to attend. While I was at the conference I came to the conclusion that I need to get serious if I want to make it in the field. I am planning to start a poetry team at my school so that I can get good enough to actually compete. I know of some great poets at the University and this week I plan on recruiting them. Once this idea takes shape and is has begun to blossom there will be more info. Wish me Luck!

Big XII Leadership Conference

Jeremiah: Hi Everybody

Blogosphere: Hi Dr. Nick

Ok, so I have been extra M.I.A. from Blogging and to everyone who reads my blog I'm sorry for the lack of posts, but I've been extremely busy lately. Here's a recap of my weekend: 

I recently attended the Big XII Leadership Conference in Kansas at the University of Kansas. I was able to go for free due to the fact that someone couldn't attend. Luckily for me there is no refunds on the trip so I was able to take his spot for free. I am extremely blessed because I really wanted to go. The conference was great. I was able to eat three meals a day, attend special leadership workshops, and party every night after they fed us dinner. 

To prepare for the conference I went and bought my first digital camera(previously I was resorting to using my Macbook Pro to take pictures). I was a camera taking fiend. Over the course of the weekend I took over a hundred photos. It felt great to finally have my own camera. There was a time when I could have had one but sadly I bought my ex-girlfriend one for valentines day in 2007, and there was no way I could have afforded two. 

Well, since I have a camera I guess its about time for me to become a user of flickr. As I type this I am currently uploading about 97mb worth of photos to flickr now. It's taking forever but I have time. There isn't much to say so I'm going to end this with a pledge to myself to blog more. I feel that I'm not doing enough writing to be an aspiring writer lol. Practice makes perfect, and right now I'm not doing to much practicing.

Nothing Even Matters

I'm officially addicted to Lauren Hill. She is one of the best lyricists ever to exist. This is my attempt to recapture everything I get from her song Nothing Even  Matters. Yep.

Time and time again I want to rewind,

back to where you end and we begin.

Reliving every laugh, every smile,

Holding hands as we walk down the aisle.

Mile after mile, of insecurities mixed with love.

An affair that that only our hearts were aware of.

Cheating on rationality as we discarded everything else for a casualty.

Every word we spoke touched our souls and left us flattered.

We discovered early that nothing even matters.

I had you and you grasped me closer,

Wearing my heart not on my sleeve,

 but where you rested your head on my shoulder.

My love was so close to your thoughts they intermingled,

giving me a refreshing tingle,

your touches made my skin sizzle,

and with a wayward glance my breath would fizzle,

as my heart leapt to my throat cutting off my air supply,

but your love was eternal resuscitation,

keeping my lungs constantly inflating.

 

Breathing in all you had to offer I was blessed,

I must confess that not even in my wildest dreams would I guess

That I would find perfection in the flesh.

Even at its best my imagination you could easily best,

Discarding images that I thought I longed for, fantasies miscued,

Right when you walked through life’s door.

 

Nothing even matters when I think of me without you,

The sky goes dark as if every bulb in the sky just blew

Limitations were gone the moment we no longer were two,

Melding into one being of profound love that was new,

Suddenly,

We woke up and realized that what we had neither of us ever knew,

Thinking back to the days of honeymoon when we first said I do,

To the present scenario and how our love has only grew

Dating for years we experienced a discarding of our fears,

As we had dinner dates, movie nights, and when it became late we would kiss,

But best of all we would talk until early became late and our thirst for each other we could satiate.

Discussing our hopes for each other, placing all bets on love rather than fate

Eric's Lazy

So I went to visit Eric in Stl this past weekend and I had a mini photo session. He sent me the pics because he claims he's almost out o flickr space...smh. So I'm going to do my first blog update of the day and post the pics. 

 Me Next to Eric's Blowup Mattress...I have a bigger version in my room lol

I love taking pics of myself...with other people's camera

Stylistic Flowz and Jf Kennedy....we are GREAT!

Third Post of the Night/Early Morning

One Day

I want,
to live in a world where love conquers all 
Pride comes before the fall, but if it was up to me, 
I’d tear down your walls, 

Until I see,
you for whom you are meant to be, 
Slinging affection and honesty in your direction, 
Offering my love along with a new form of protection

Over the years
your foundation was built on fear
A moat surrounded your heart filled by tears
A lake of despair that no one could steer

Mature
In body and mind
You’re heart called out for mine
Reaching into the dark scared and blind
Missing your mark time after time

Your heart,
was surrounded by failure
Each betrayal and heartbreak added a fresh layer
Pain and anguish without sight of your savior

I want, 
To live in a world only of me and you
A place where our dreams come true
Devoid of the interference of him and her too

Love in focus,
Magnified by our trials and tribulations
Success at defeating speculations
A time for spontaneous jubilation. 

BTW I always give credit where credit is due. Eric helped me with the third stanza. I needed his advice on whether to keep a line or let it go. Thanks Bro.

Ugh....Damn You Eric

So me and Eric are up on yahoo, and we're both doing some late night writing. I ended up with a new poem, and I don't know if he ended. Well, the end outcome of our conversation is he wants to see the B.S. I've written in the past that I never showed him. So since his yahoo sucks he convinced me to put everything on blogspot. Ugh lol.

Poem I never finished: 

I can’t write anything of substance
Creativity is frozen in the depths of my soul
rambling along I  hope that it erodes, 
Fertilization of my gifts is needed to grow. 

Growth completely internalized

Upward mobility of my mind 
Time for a new direction, a new muse to unfurl
With wings to uplift me, taking me high
Until I choke…. 

I wrote this about Boy Meets World:

 I watched two best friends grow and cope with an awkward adolescence, 
One poor and rough around the edges, Shawn, the other middle class, goofy, and basically lacking any common sense. I witnessed true love blossom, what many may call a first kiss, I saw turn into a love that many could only wish, guided by wisdom and experience the whole cast was given a gift. Next door neighbor was also a mentor, teacher, and friend…he followed them through life until the bitter end. I love Boy Meets World….

Forced:

Chain my hand to the pen and force-feed me inspiration
A slave to my own desire to be better than great, 
I lover of words and the smiths that forge them, 
Words as stiff as steel, applied with the right tools, 
Bend to my will. Time passes and dulls the senses, 
Muscles relax and verbs are free from all tenses, 
Of past and future, 

Cram a word into a tight space and watch as it swells

Beeswax :

Who can write my story better than,
I’m the worker that impregnated the queen bee,
I flew away, 
Waiting the day that my larvae are able to see
No need for lenses, my kids were destined for broken vision
The better to follow different paths, and chart their own mission
Stinging unsuspecting by-standards, but leaving behind golden honey

Necter for the soul, that comes free, no need for money. 

Blog I never posted

I hate being in love. I hate it, simple right? I hate the type of love that is supposed to end when the relationship does, but sadly it doesn’t. I hate thinking about her every time I close my eyes. It is quite simply the worst feeling in the world. “ It is better to have loved and lost than to never have loved at all”…that is some bullshit. It is better than to not have loved because losing the one you love hearts worse than any pain imaginable. It’s the type of pain that never truly disappears but fades and dulls with time. Yet, it may spring up at any second to swallow you and submerge you within waves of despair.  

I love Mia Lynne. I have loved her since the beginning, and regret some of the choices I made while I was with her. I regret every argument because now I don’t have her to argue with. I regret every childish moment because now I don’t have her to be childish with. Mainly I regret not appreciating her while I had her. If I could do anything to have her back I would. Things just feel empty, and even with trying to date and move on I find that I still want her. No one is erasing these feeling, or even helping to keep them at bay. 

Addicted

I'm addicted to a few things in my life, and they all have different affects on my life. The most current addiction is Twitter. I love it. I have facebook and update my status on there a lot but twitter seems just way more interactive. I like the concise, quick, and fun that twitter represents. My life is hectic, and I know my friends' are hectic too, and twitter allows for the quickest of updates. 

Along with my twitter addiction I am addicted to online shopping. I love to browse online all day. My favorite site to shop is karmaloop.com. They have some of the most exclusive kicks. Actually, I think I'm going to do a little browsing tonight before I go to sleep. Oh, wait, along with online shopping I love to shop in GOOD malls. The place where I go to school has the wackest mall to ever exist. Luckily for me I love spontaneous trips and this weekend I drove t Kansas City and was overjoyed to find a real mall. Even though the mall was great all I bought was a green button up from Express-I love Express. 

Ok, so we've covered my twitter addiction and shopping habit, but we have yet to discuss my one complete weakness. Yes! You guessed it, I am addicted to my Blackberry. I cannot function without my phone. I use it for everything: planning, texting, internet, and it just adds professionalism to my everyday wardrobe :-). 

unfinished business

Well, right now I'm on my way to chicago to pick up my car from the shop. It's fixed and it only cost me 1500. I mean that's not to bad. What could I have done with 1500 dollars anyways. Paid my rent for 6 months, bought a lot of cloths, went on vacation, or you know just took that money out of the bank and slept on a pile of money. I've always wanted to get my scrooge McDuck on in this lifetime.



P.s. I'm writing on a cramped megabus from my blackberry. Oh how I love my phone.

Midnight Train

I'm a puzzle thats missing some pieces...

I'm back after almost a week of no blogging. I haven't really had the time to update as much as I would like to since I'm back in school. I know thats a pathetic reason, but I am going to do better. Scouts honor(I wasn't really a boy scout). School is going along well. I have interesting classes: Social Theories, Social Research Methods, Sociology of the Family, TV Analysis, and Psychology 1000. I think I'm going to enjoy this semester, well, once I'm able to get some textbooks and actually begin studying. You may be wondering why I have yet to obtain a single text book for my five classes, well, let me list the reasons:

1. Text books cost alot

2. My school owes a 4000 dollar refund check

3. I usually put my textbooks on my student account

4. Charging anything to my student account will reduce my refund check

5. I am extremely broke and thus refuse to do anything until I get my check first. 

I think those are great reasons, but I do believe that I will need to go find a book somewhere. I just want to be able to learn and be a great student...ugh that sounded so cliche. 

Oh, wait there is other news. I'm working out again. This time it won't be like last semester where I spent all money on protein shake mix, started going to the gym in the beginning, and eventually quit. No, this time I am being dedicated. I need to get bigger and put on some weight. Cute and small isn't always great. I need some type of weight to me. Especially since I want a tattoo. I don't want them to accidently tattoo my rib cage and I have ink flowing through my bone marrow. 

Wait, wait, wait! I have more great news besides my developing muscle mass, my car is fixed and I will be returning to the Chi to pick it up on Friday. I can't wait to have my own vehicle again. Well, I'm done ...ttyl.

Always

I've been up since about 2am. I have a serious case of insomnia so I decided to try to write. Lately writing has been come hard for me. I usually can turn out a new piece with ease, but I think it's because I need to get back to my novel. I keep saying that, but Eric has given me some mild inspiration. Well, it is 4:43am and I've finished a new poem. I hope you like it. 

Sing to me of ideas that lurk in the dark

Monsters that fear the light, yet yearn to be seen,

Sing to me of dreams that are peaceful and serene,

Healing the ravages of a reality that tears lives apart

 

Sing to me with words that are more than metaphor,

Similes that are not similar to past affinities

 

Dance with me with only our hearts for a beat

Synchronizing our steps as we harmonize our dreams for change

Dance with me under a new moon, full but fleeting

Spotlight for our insecurity and fears until they no longer feel strange

 

Dance with me while we embark on destiny’s path

Sing to me with a voice that sooths my nightmares

Dance with me as we create envy that is unparallel

 

Sing to me,

Dance with me,

Live with me,

Laugh with me,

Be with me,

Always.

Free Wi-Fi

Good morning world. This is your friendly neighborhood blogger here to give you an update on my life. I know you've probably been wondering where have I been since my last post. Please don't worry, I have not been captured by insurgents(thats for anyone who has seen Pimp Chronicles). 

Right now as I type I am on the Megabus going from Chicago to Columbia. Mo, Yes, I am returning to the collegiate lifestyle that I so love. A life of ramen noodles, last minute studying,, and an overdose of Starbucks. Oh, how I miss being able to buy Starbucks and charge it to my student account. Well, I have an issue to discuss, a minor gripe with the Megabus corporation and Chicago weather. 

Lets list the facts:

1. Chicago is currently 10 degrees outside(rough estimate)

2. I have a lot of luggage and so does everyone else. 

3. Majority of the passengers of this bus are going to Columbia, Mo where a college is located

4. Common sense would mean that we are going back to school.

So with all that in mind here is what happened. My sister and I were outside trying to get our luggage checked so we can board the bus back to school. The people loading the bus was trying his hardest to accommodate all the luggage into the caboose of the bus, but they hit a snag. They were not packing in the best space conserving methods. Wait, it gets worse. We were already outside for around twenty minutes when they decided that they would have to reload the bus. Meaning I would have to stand out there another twenty minutes until they packed everything the RIGHT way. 

HYPOTHERMIA AND FROSTBITE ARE STILL FACTORS WHEN IT COMES TO CHICAGO. 

My sister was dying outside. I think her big toe has officially lost all feeling for the rest of her life, and I was slowly losing motor skills in my feet. Eventually we opened one of my suitcases and out on a few more pair of socks, Yes, it was that bad. Eventually we just said fuck it and left our bags outside. We assumed they'd figure it out. The cold made me less willing to stand guard over my luggage. 

Well, that ordeal is over, and I am now sitting in the back of the bus where I will be for 8 hours. I hope to eventually slip into a slight coma. 

~Waves bye bye to Chicago, and closes eyes relishing in what is to come this Semester. :-)

My Trip to Michigan

Dr. Nick: Hi everybody
Everyone on Blogspot: Hi Doctor Nick

I've been missing in action for a few days due to illness(I was dying and kept seeing a bright light), lack of writing motivation, and because I went to Michigan from Saturday until Tuesday. Me and two of my Bros hopped in the car and randomly decided to drive to Michigan to visit our friends at Grand Valley University.

It was a dark and stormy night, and all through the state not a creature was stirring not even a mouse...well, that was a random interlude brought to you by Pierre Willis.

Now back to our regularly scheduled post. The drive to Michigan was long, but my brother has a DVD player radio so we watched Eagle Eye. It was my first time seeing it, and I can honestly say I am beginning to become really afraid of robots. They are always killing people...DAMN THEM ROBOTS!!! ~ Shakes Fist Angrily~

Well, the first night in Michigan was great. I partied, drank, and participated in the usual college weekend activities ;-). My friend Jasmine goes to Grandvalley so me and my brothers hung out with her a few days, and tried to stay real busy but relaxed.

We intended to leave Monday afternoon and on our way out of town we decided to stop and say bye to a few people. We stopped and visited our friends Jessica and Jasmine and started a deep discussion about their sex life or lack of one and our own opinions when it comes to sex. It was a very fun conversation because me and my brothers pretty much triple teamed them in the conversation. It was great times, but we ended up talking for 5 hours so we stayed until Tuesday.

I enjoyed my vacation to Michigan and will leave you with a poem my favorite poet did about the evil of robots. Hope you are fully enlightened. Train Ride OVER......

** So I realized that my playlist on here was obsolete so I've made a new one of all poetry plus Lil' Wayne and Pharrell's new song entitled Yes. I also added one of my poems to the playlist...:-)

I found the fountain of youth....

I found the fountain of youth,
and it resides in the eyes of every child of the 90's
look in the mirror and realize that your eyes hold the proof,
that child hood cartoons instilled in our subconscious,

If I had one wish it would be to dive so deep into the past,
reminiscing about times that have passed until I see images,
blurry figures of old heroes that have been killed rather meaningless...










And there were so many more shows on Nick: Hey Arnold, Rocket Power, etc. Disney had great shows too: Duck tales was one of my favorites. I use to love inspector gadget, power rangers, and pretty much any cartoon or childrens series of the 90's. Oh, Wild Thornberry's and as told by ginger were some of my favorites. Oh, and can't forget about recess.

P.S. Am I the only one who believed that T.J was going to become King of the playground
?

Finally

So today has been an alright day so far. I received my shoes that I've been waiting for, and I refuse to take them off my feet. I'm not even going anywhere, I'm just sitting at the computer, and I will not remove the shoes. Oh, and this woman finally called me back regarding an internship I want with the public relations company Webershandwick. I emailed her in December but she never received the email. So of course I've started calling her office(stalking is good sometimes). I hope my school comes through with my money asap so I can fix my car. I'm really hurting without it.

Well, I'm going to leave you with a few pics of me modeling my new favorite shoes.

Iron Maiden Sk8 Hi Vans/Birthday

I love shoes, and I love shopping. I wish there was more picks of me over the last few days because I was to phli. You know you phli when you're standing in Aero and a random dude walks up to you and asks where can he get what you have on. It was great. I like kudos sometimes just like the next man. Well, on my birthday I got it crackin. We went to a party and it was the most fun I've had all break. It was interesting because a random girl just started kissing me. I can't say it was the worst way to bring in the New Year, but it wasn't the very best.

Me and my boys stepped out extremely grown. Cardigans and blazers were the theme of the night. I say we represented Chicago style and flare to the fullest extent. We danced, we drank, and we did what we do best, get it crackin. Oh, so my week has been good ever since my B-day. Yesterday me and my bro went to a hotel party and it was so much fun. I forgot why I love being at home. Well, I love being home despite the ill occurrences that keep happening:my car being killed, lack of money, and other random frustrations.

I want to end this post on a positive note. I ordered some new vans off my new favorite site, Karmaloop.com. Look below and be amazed.