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I don't even like fish!
I don’t even like fish!

I have previously said, in a post somewhere on my blog, that I am not a fan of fish. I don’t like the smell, look and taste of it. I have also said that I love food and that I love trying new foods. With that being said, great food excites me! It really does (all food, for me, can be an aphrodisiac).

This past weekend, I was disconnected from the internet and all forms of social media and visited some family members out of town. One such relative was an older brother of mine that I grew up with. This would have been the first time in years that we would be under the same roof for an extended period of time. *let’s break for necessary details here*

This brother is the brother that has always tried to get me to eat the things he eats and I somehow always give them a taste and end up liking them. It is either we have very similar tastes in food or he just knows what I would like to taste in food.

*now we can resume* So being a good big brother, he got up Sunday morning and started making breakfast. My typical breakfast would contain ‘breakfasty’ foods like eggs, bread, sausages, and other delights. My brother got up and made the breakfast he was feeling for since he doesn’t “really eat meat anymore.” He proceeded to steam some fishes!

Now don’t get me wrong. I was not completely surprised because I saw the large fishes and I could smell them as well. I just thought they were for dinner, which I would not have been around for. Fish is not really breakfast food, especially not steamed fish.

Anyway, the plate came before me and I was a little taken aback. Here was this big, whole fish – head-on and swimming in sauce, looking at me. Grotesque! I decided that because I didn’t want to go to the kitchen and make breakfast myself, or go without breakfast, I would give it a try (after all, he did thinly slice ockras into it).

IT WAS DELICIOUS! Granted my mind was acting all kinds of ways for me to feel bad but my stomach was fine. IT TASTED GREAT! And now I am just feeling for more fish. This is so unlike me. Or maybe I was missing out on something for years.

 

*PS there are only 3 times I have tried fish and loved it and this brother was involved in two of those times (roasted and steamed fish).

 

Are there any foods you’ve tried that surprised you by how good they are? Share them with me.

 

It was 10 years ago

Today is June 20, 2017. What happened on this day 10 years ago, is lost to me. I don’t know OK? I have to think to remember what underwear I put on this morning. Generally speaking, in June 2007 I was in my last year of high school. I had probably just wrapped up my Caribbean Secondary Education Certificate examinations and was preparing for graduation.  (Coincidentally, 10 years later my high school, the St. Hilda’s Diocesan High School, is finally extending to have a sixth form.)

I remember a few things concerning me the most at that time.

 

Oh my God! I failed my Caribbean History examination and will have to resist it.

 

I DON’T fail! I just don’t. Like anyone else out there I don’t like the feeling of failing or losing. This was the first time (only twice so far) that I felt that I had not only let myself down but others as well and caused embarrassment and a blow to my reputation. After the exam I went home, got into bed and cried all night (again, this only happened one time after this).

Leading up to the examination I was online (yahoo messenger…yes. It was hot) chatting with a classmate of mine about unrelated topics. Once at school, the chatting was taken offline and face-to-face. I did not revise and read over the way I normally would have in preparation. I felt unprepared.

When the results came out, I passed Caribbean History with a distinction (the highest score category). What was I stressing about? I don’t know. And on top of that, I am not an historian today.

 

I am not graduating or taking any graduation pictures until my broken tooth is fixed.

 

That was the demand I made to my parents. This must be the first time I am talking about my tooth. I usually don’t even acknowledge it because I’ve been insecure about it for the longest while. I should just accept it because I am stuck with it.

In primary school, I broke my front tooth and got it fixed. A few years later while still in primary school I broke the tooth again AND the tooth beside it. When I went to get it fixed, the pain was too much to bear so I didn’t go through with the procedure. I went through high school with a broken tooth and the nerve started to decay after a few years.

Long and short of the story is that it couldn’t be fixed and had to be replaced. Yes, I have a fake tooth in my mouth. I was so uncomfortable smiling and it affected the way I moved my lips when speaking. That was the most annoying bit. The fact that my speech sounded a little different (only for a while) was nowhere close to how annoying it was that my lips instinctively tried to cover the tooth when I spoke. I am still a little self-conscious of it especially for pictures but I have learned how to just work with it (it’s all in the angles). This should not have been such a big deal because I found out that it is a lot more common than I thought. Young and old have a tooth like mine and we are all living just fine.

 

I can’t wait to get out of this place!

 

Not the school (I loved school). I just wanted to get out of the community and town I lived in. It wasn’t a bad place but it wasn’t my fit. I didn’t feel comfortable and it got worse as time went by.  I felt as though I would be stifled there and Kingston would be a better fit for me.

As it turns out, Kingston is a better fit. The friends I am closest with I have either met here or reconnected with here in Kingston. My nomadic spirit is free to move around and the constant bustle is in keeping with my need to always be doing something. BUT low and behold, why must life be so expensive here? Sweet heavens! I don’t even want to think of the alternative. I am happy where I am and that’s that.

 

If I could go back in time I would have told my younger self to stop stressing. It is all going to work out. Focus on your own lane and do not be distracted by the pace of others. You possess a power in you that you cannot imagine right now but you will see it at work.

That would have been comforting to hear 10 years ago.

What were you worried about 10 years ago that no long matters today?

 

CFW201
I think I turned out alright.

Back To Life, Back To Me.

As I write this, I am sitting around my dining table in my apartment (if it falls under that category of housing) and thinking. Thinking a lot while I munch on food. Things have changed. I have changed. I read two old posts of mine and thought ‘Where is that girl?’. My voice and creativity have changed and are not as pure as they were. I don’t mind change but I do mind when it takes up too much of the space that is reserved for purity and hope. I want to see blogging as extremely fun and satisfying again.

It is not that I have lost that. I started writing not for myself anymore and that is when I started to change. I was writing on demand for anyone that wanted. I was writing for someone to like it. I started writing because it was my escape and it kept me calm. It just so happened that people liked my recorded thoughts. It can still happen that way (even though I missed out on making many hilarious posts because of that change).

Since I have decided that it’s back to posting my thoughts, here is what I am mulling over:

How do you keep calm when everyone around you seems to be moving faster on their escalators than you are on yours?

  • Truth is, it is hard. It’s a constant reminder that their destination is not yours.
  • I have remind myself that their circumstance or situation is not the same as mine. I have to reassure myself of those things to keep calm and focused on the goal.
  • It could also be that they are more prepared for their reward than I am. I can definitely think of one goal that I want but don’t want while I’m not prepared to receive it.
  • It could also be that they aren’t on their way to goal they had set or to any goal at all. They good very well just be going.

Blinders need to be put on for 2017 because I don’t want anyone’s seeming ‘busyness’ make me lose sight of what I am working towards.

Alright.

Nap time then back to work. (I have my fingers crossed that the second half of that statement works out).

BTW, have you heard Letoya Luckett’s Back 2 Life song? You should listen and watch the video.

Day 23: Do you have a Hobby?

Blogging/Writing rather is my hobby. It’s what I do in my spare time but it really takes up a lot more time and space than that.

Blogging for me entails jotting down ideas and thought trails the moment they happen. If I wake up in the middle of the night and I have a feeling I should write about what I just came to me I scribble that down somewhere at that very moment.

When I am running errands and minding my own business my hobby is right there with me for something or someone will happen that I cannot pass up telling you about.

Before I tell you whatever it is I feel I must I too need to be sure of the facts. Many times for several topics I would have to research and get my facts right before passing them on to you. It is very time consuming, not the kind of thing you dabble with in your spare time.

So writing would be more than a hobby for me. It’s a part of my everyday life. A significant part and I do it not just because it’s fun.

Day 19: List 5 Blogs that You Read on a Regular Basis and Why

Those 5 blogs would have to be:

  • Brain Dump– Always interesting posts with interesting perspectives.
  • Memoirs of a Naturalista– I too am going back to my natural hair and I loved my friend’s bold move and her results. Happy that she finally gave in to the questions about her bountiful hair.
  • Oh! That’s Your Thought!– Thought provoking, feminist perspectives! Reminds me of myself in university. Still have a bit of that headstrong mentality.
  • Ricky is Ricky– Same as #1 since they are run by the same person.
  • Untitled– I like reading about people’s lives and personal experiences and I can with this blog. It needs a name now Kay.

I just realized that all these blogs are held by Vincentians 🙂 Oh, the sway they have over me!

I used to check others and still do but unfortunately (and it saddens my heart) some hosting sites have closed down and some blogs have not been updated in months.

In memory of The Continuation of an Online Life.

Day 17: Why and When did you start Blogging?

I started blogging in June 2011.

I stared blogging because I was in my final year at University and I enrolled for a course that would see us being evaluated through the creation and maintenance of a blog surrounding things learned in the course.

I, having no knowledge of how to create and maintain a blog and not wanting to fail this very interactive and fun course, decided to find out how it was done beforehand.

I came across Tumblr. How? I am not entirely sure but I think the pretty pictures hooked me and I stayed with it. I began making text and audio posts just ‘trying out’ the new thing.

I had written a few pieces in a prose format to express pent up thoughts and shared the link with my very supportive best friend and some others.

They loved it! They encouraged me to write more and I did.

I eventually got hooked and stayed with it.

Oh, I passed that course with a better grade than I expected! My electronic portfolio (course blog) received a B or something thereabout. It was a great journey.