Dear Friend,
Where did you go? - I do not know
Are you doing well? - I sure hope so
Sometimes when im alone I sit and wonder about where you're at
Are you safe out there, are you happy?
It’s been a few years now since I’ve seen your face and smile
Sometimes I wonder how things could be if we still kept in touch, if you had stayed.
Deep down I really miss you so I think about something else.
It hurts too much to not see you here, a part of my life.
I always admired you for your strength; we battled cancer, emotional abuse and life’s tribulations.
Ask me for anything and I'll say "yes" with no hesitation.
You were the one I could run to when things got tough and I felt out of touch with the world.
You were my best-friend, my go-to girl.
You let me cry myself out and crash at your home when I needed a place to stay.
Reassured me that with gods helping hands I would make it out okay.
To this day I can’t thank you enough for all you did for me.
Im just sorry we became so distant due to distant places and changing faces.
Certain people are placed in your life at just the right time and fade in and out like seasons.
They are God’s angels that help light your way, and sometimes you help each other shine brighter.
P.S- I miss you
KeepitFUNKY(c)
‘gia
Thursday, August 27, 2009
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
Crazy Dream
It’s me and Rosa on a crowded elevator on the top floor
Everyone gets in, and there is some guy surrounded by a bunch of other guys; he reminded me of Diddy for some reason
We start going down and then the elevator cable breaks and we are falling
Everyone looks around at each other knowing that when this finally hits the bottom, we’re not going to make it
A vision of a black colored wall with red brick keeps popping in my face as I hold on to the side of the elevator
I don’t remember much of what the inside of it looked like; I just remember it being dark
We hit the bottom and then I see myself standing there with Rosa
We’re both looking around confused
No one can see us standing there; our souls are wandering around the lobby floor in like a daze
We start to run from these three people dressed in black
We somehow make it back to a condo or apt
I start to wonder where my daughter and husband are
There was some other girl in the apt, I tried to talk to her and scream to see if she could hear me
Nothing; she passes through me-literally
I look in the next room and I see D’angelo; Rosa’s son laying across the bed
My vision blurs back and forth
I see him talking to her as she caresses his face; then I see him just laying there talking to no one
The thought of my daughter being able to see me pops in my head
I become overwhelmed with excitement and anxiousness
My heart starts racing and then I wake up
- That dream was so surreal. I am left wondering what it all means. I woke up scared and confused with tears streaming from my face. I looked over at my husband sleeping next to me, and thanked god that it was a dream. I got up and walked to my daughters’ room; she curled up in her crib. I don’t know what you were trying to tell me, but it must have been something important. I know everybody dreams- it’s just a matter of being able to remember them, but I rarely remember any dreams. I only remember symbolic dreams when I am being sent a message or warning. I don’t know if anyone else takes their dreams seriously, but I do. I don’t know what dying and not being able to see my family means…has my mind kind of messed up. Its bananas… I keep telling myself that it’s just a dream, but it's more then that.
Im out…just had to jot it down before I forgot it.
keepitFUNKY(c)'gia
Everyone gets in, and there is some guy surrounded by a bunch of other guys; he reminded me of Diddy for some reason
We start going down and then the elevator cable breaks and we are falling
Everyone looks around at each other knowing that when this finally hits the bottom, we’re not going to make it
A vision of a black colored wall with red brick keeps popping in my face as I hold on to the side of the elevator
I don’t remember much of what the inside of it looked like; I just remember it being dark
We hit the bottom and then I see myself standing there with Rosa
We’re both looking around confused
No one can see us standing there; our souls are wandering around the lobby floor in like a daze
We start to run from these three people dressed in black
We somehow make it back to a condo or apt
I start to wonder where my daughter and husband are
There was some other girl in the apt, I tried to talk to her and scream to see if she could hear me
Nothing; she passes through me-literally
I look in the next room and I see D’angelo; Rosa’s son laying across the bed
My vision blurs back and forth
I see him talking to her as she caresses his face; then I see him just laying there talking to no one
The thought of my daughter being able to see me pops in my head
I become overwhelmed with excitement and anxiousness
My heart starts racing and then I wake up
- That dream was so surreal. I am left wondering what it all means. I woke up scared and confused with tears streaming from my face. I looked over at my husband sleeping next to me, and thanked god that it was a dream. I got up and walked to my daughters’ room; she curled up in her crib. I don’t know what you were trying to tell me, but it must have been something important. I know everybody dreams- it’s just a matter of being able to remember them, but I rarely remember any dreams. I only remember symbolic dreams when I am being sent a message or warning. I don’t know if anyone else takes their dreams seriously, but I do. I don’t know what dying and not being able to see my family means…has my mind kind of messed up. Its bananas… I keep telling myself that it’s just a dream, but it's more then that.
Im out…just had to jot it down before I forgot it.
keepitFUNKY(c)'gia
Friday, July 31, 2009
"Amazing"- Written by: L. Vasquez
There’s a new glimmer in your eyes when you look at me
Each smile shines brighter and each laugh resounds in my mind longer
You read faces and react to what you now perceive to be the proper response
You laugh a little harder and I can tell its cause you really are tickled pink
Its not a fake laugh to appease, you do so when you please
I think its funny how you have your own walk with an attitude
A little less then 3 ft tall but your walk is your own
Lil miss thang walks around like she’s full grown
Can’t help but smile baby, cause that’s all You
Fearless and outspoken;on the brink of talking full sentences, how exciting
I cant wait to exchange words with you; get a glimpse of what goes on in your mind box
Its already so much fun when you try and sing along, and imitate hand gestures
I don’t think any lecture could have ever prepared me for this fun phase
Simply amazing
keepitFUNKY(c)
'gia
Each smile shines brighter and each laugh resounds in my mind longer
You read faces and react to what you now perceive to be the proper response
You laugh a little harder and I can tell its cause you really are tickled pink
Its not a fake laugh to appease, you do so when you please
I think its funny how you have your own walk with an attitude
A little less then 3 ft tall but your walk is your own
Lil miss thang walks around like she’s full grown
Can’t help but smile baby, cause that’s all You
Fearless and outspoken;on the brink of talking full sentences, how exciting
I cant wait to exchange words with you; get a glimpse of what goes on in your mind box
Its already so much fun when you try and sing along, and imitate hand gestures
I don’t think any lecture could have ever prepared me for this fun phase
Simply amazing
keepitFUNKY(c)
'gia
Monday, June 29, 2009
Transformers 2

This movie was jive nice. I thought it was going to be kinda eh since I liked the first one but it really wasn't all that. I would say this joint is better then the first one.

My favorite Characters in the movie hands down were these two twins. I know theres this whole controversey with this movie being racist but I really dont think its that serious. People worry about small shit when they should be focused on other things in todays world. Yall should check it out, there are some cussing robots. Caught me off guard like word? ...yup they really said that. Lol. Days coming to an end...yey!!!!! Holla!!
keepitFUNKY(c)
'g
Thursday, June 25, 2009
Hey Young World...
This morning they were talking on the radio about how when you reach different stages in life, so called “friends” dump you.
For example when you get engaged- your single girlfriends will see you less and less. Partly do to the fact that you’re going to gravitate towards
your girls who have serious boyfriends or fiancées etc. Once you get married or have a baby they slowly wean you away to the point where
its random txt to say
Them: Hi, how you doing?
Me: Im good thanks, you?
Them: Im good. Hows the baby and your hubby?
Me:They are great, baby is getting bigger and bigger.
Them: Aw, that’s cool. We should hang out soon.
Me: Ok, when?
Them: Idk, I’ll get back to you.Ttyl.
---
WTF? Lol. I hate getting txts like this all random. And what really irritates me is those Txt Chain letters.
How do you have time to fwd me a stupid Txt chain letter but cant call me to say Hi?! Lol. That makes no sense.
…
From my little bubbles perspective I don’t know too many 21 year olds who are already married with a child, own their own house and aren’t dependent on their parents. Don’t get me wrong there are probably plenty of ppl who
Have all that, I just don’t know of any within my circle. They are all still in college or living at home with their parents. *(Im not knocking you cause you're making something of your future.Lol.) And sadly some are still on that highschool shit. Idk if anyone else feels where im coming from Lol. I guess im just frusterated that in order to grow up and do my own thing, I lose touch with peers my age. Oh well, Im tired so im out.
Be blessed! God is Good & he LOVES you.
keepitFunky©
‘g
For example when you get engaged- your single girlfriends will see you less and less. Partly do to the fact that you’re going to gravitate towards
your girls who have serious boyfriends or fiancées etc. Once you get married or have a baby they slowly wean you away to the point where
its random txt to say
Them: Hi, how you doing?
Me: Im good thanks, you?
Them: Im good. Hows the baby and your hubby?
Me:They are great, baby is getting bigger and bigger.
Them: Aw, that’s cool. We should hang out soon.
Me: Ok, when?
Them: Idk, I’ll get back to you.Ttyl.
---
WTF? Lol. I hate getting txts like this all random. And what really irritates me is those Txt Chain letters.
How do you have time to fwd me a stupid Txt chain letter but cant call me to say Hi?! Lol. That makes no sense.
…
From my little bubbles perspective I don’t know too many 21 year olds who are already married with a child, own their own house and aren’t dependent on their parents. Don’t get me wrong there are probably plenty of ppl who
Have all that, I just don’t know of any within my circle. They are all still in college or living at home with their parents. *(Im not knocking you cause you're making something of your future.Lol.) And sadly some are still on that highschool shit. Idk if anyone else feels where im coming from Lol. I guess im just frusterated that in order to grow up and do my own thing, I lose touch with peers my age. Oh well, Im tired so im out.
Be blessed! God is Good & he LOVES you.
keepitFunky©
‘g
Thursday, June 18, 2009
"Take Backs"- Written by: L. Vasquez
Take Backs
“They said that if I gave it to you, it would be so great
But they failed to tell me once you quit it, it would be to late”
Little girls trying to “act” grown and play house- when they have no clue what the real worlds ‘bout
Forced to grow up and make adult decision before their reasoning is up to par
Had they kept their noses in them books, who’s to say what endavors lay before them- they could of gone far
Some grow up and take care of their responsibilities but too many are just too naiive to understand
Motherhood is not a 9-5p type gig, it’s a 24/7 365 type bid
At least that’s how they see it; wishing they could go out and party with their girlfriends
Now their stuck at home playing house and changing diapers barely able to see their “friends”
Young ladies raising babies way before their time; looking back wishing they could do things over
Too late- no take backs
keepitFUNKY©
‘gia
“They said that if I gave it to you, it would be so great
But they failed to tell me once you quit it, it would be to late”
Little girls trying to “act” grown and play house- when they have no clue what the real worlds ‘bout
Forced to grow up and make adult decision before their reasoning is up to par
Had they kept their noses in them books, who’s to say what endavors lay before them- they could of gone far
Some grow up and take care of their responsibilities but too many are just too naiive to understand
Motherhood is not a 9-5p type gig, it’s a 24/7 365 type bid
At least that’s how they see it; wishing they could go out and party with their girlfriends
Now their stuck at home playing house and changing diapers barely able to see their “friends”
Young ladies raising babies way before their time; looking back wishing they could do things over
Too late- no take backs
keepitFUNKY©
‘gia
Thursday, June 11, 2009
"Let Go" -Written by: L. Vasquez
They say love is blind so maybe that’s why I don’t want to open my eyes//
Cause when I do I have to fight back these tears and the urge to cry//
Is it just me or are we living a lie for the sake of painting a perfect picture?//
I keep holding on to dreams of living life as man and wife; like it says in the bible scripture//
When do you let go of someone you love and put before all others ,yet all you are to them now-Is his kids mother//
I can keep the façade of an oblivious girlfriend and see how long that works//
While I let it sit and fester in my mind until it gets worse//
Till it gets to the point where I begin to lose self esteem and self worth//
Talks turn into arguments and verbal disrespect// yeah yeah im buggin that’s the usual- I already know what to expect//
Yet how do you want me to react when you do and say the things you do//
Seems like you pick and choose your words with precision to illicit my reaction//
Adding fuel to the fire as if there are no reprocucions for your actions//
Like you wanna pick a fight to be given a reason to go out and do your dirt//
Coming home at 3AM, smelling like perfume with lipstick on your shirt//
We get to exchanging insults and it turns into a verbal massacre//
It’s never turned physical but I cant say I’d put it past you//
I hate the angry chatter that in the end get me no where//
its not fair that I end up In tears everytime, with you giving me a blank stare//
What the fuck is this relationship based on? Bits and pieces of what once was that’s no longer being worked on//
Shambles of a perfect picture//
FYI- This is not about me.
keepitFUNKY©
‘gia
Cause when I do I have to fight back these tears and the urge to cry//
Is it just me or are we living a lie for the sake of painting a perfect picture?//
I keep holding on to dreams of living life as man and wife; like it says in the bible scripture//
When do you let go of someone you love and put before all others ,yet all you are to them now-Is his kids mother//
I can keep the façade of an oblivious girlfriend and see how long that works//
While I let it sit and fester in my mind until it gets worse//
Till it gets to the point where I begin to lose self esteem and self worth//
Talks turn into arguments and verbal disrespect// yeah yeah im buggin that’s the usual- I already know what to expect//
Yet how do you want me to react when you do and say the things you do//
Seems like you pick and choose your words with precision to illicit my reaction//
Adding fuel to the fire as if there are no reprocucions for your actions//
Like you wanna pick a fight to be given a reason to go out and do your dirt//
Coming home at 3AM, smelling like perfume with lipstick on your shirt//
We get to exchanging insults and it turns into a verbal massacre//
It’s never turned physical but I cant say I’d put it past you//
I hate the angry chatter that in the end get me no where//
its not fair that I end up In tears everytime, with you giving me a blank stare//
What the fuck is this relationship based on? Bits and pieces of what once was that’s no longer being worked on//
Shambles of a perfect picture//
FYI- This is not about me.
keepitFUNKY©
‘gia
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