Friday, June 14, 2002

Yay! Going to Salamanca tomorrow! Yay! My friend from my uni, University of Kent at Canterbury (yah yah, Chaucerīs place) is here and stayin in Salam. with other friends, an Iīm goin tomorrow to party hardy! Yay!

Meanwhile, just wanna let yall know that I make no apologies for the stuff I write here - this is me, this is my life, this is what I feel. Iīve had some come and ask me questions (like, everyone emails me or speaks to me about my page, but no one comments on it! Safe, hear?) bout stuff, but donīt worry, Iīm just venting. Love, love, love!

*The Princess must go pack!*

Besos y mucho amor.
posted by Tanisha Cross at 2:35 PM Comments []

Tuesday, June 11, 2002

CANCER:
>>Tuesday, June 11

And speaking of your ruler, the Moon, it moves into your sign this
afternoon, closing the books on the past month and initiating a
brand-new cycle. Since so much was activated and dislodged in the
previous 28 days, you will undoubtedly welcome this opportunity to sort
through it all and see how you feel.
Today's star rating: **


I can feel it already. Yall must think Iīm obssessed with my horoscope, but itīs just that this one is so always on point!
I do feel much better. I took a long hot bubble bath last night, had a workout this morning, and Iīve been studying and listening to really good music all day. Yes, the studying has actually been fun. Iīm working on the Black Women paper (due tomorrow) and Iīve been finding out some extremely interesting stuff.

Such as:

- In the antebellum American South, white men didnot have to look at pornographic pictures because they could become voyeurs of Black women on the auction block

- The Hottentot Venus, Sarah Bartmann, was an African woman (with that name?!) who was often exhibited at fashionable parties in 19th century Paris wearing little clothing. After her death in 1815, she was dissected and her genitalia and buttocks remain on display in paris, not to show her genitalia per se but rather to show her anomaly.

- At the time Europeans thought that Africans had deviant sexual practices and searched for physiological differences, such as enlarged penises and malformed female genitalia. Sarah Bartmannīs exhibition represented these sexist and racist beliefs.

Fairly deep, huh? The things people used to do. The things people do now. You just never know what to expect, are always surprised and you learn something new every single day, whether itīs knowledge you want or not.

Go out and read! Itīs the key to knowledge, wisdom and the path into the heads of mad people.... hahaha

*The Princess must terminate her examination on Black feminism*
posted by Tanisha Cross at 5:18 PM Comments []

Monday, June 10, 2002

Just lifted my arms and my shoulders are completely cramped. Need a massage pronto...
Shit that hurts.... Are you OK when you got pains all down your back and arms?? Iīll just go sleep it off....
posted by Tanisha Cross at 9:21 PM Comments []

3rd time online. Been a strange day man. And Iīm having a little trouble dealing with some stuff. When it rains it pours.

Just came from dancing and walked almost all of Gran V?a. Itīs a warm night, and the street is full of people at 11pm! Well in Spain everything starts and goes on waaaaay late. Saw gay couples kissing, prostitues getting paid, sex shops, and in the middle of it all tourist families walking with little itty bitty kids. It is a beautiful city tho. Buildings from way back when. (Donīt ask, Iīm not good with dates) All intricate an stuff. OK so Iīm not good with arquitecture either....

Dammit there are things Iīm good at....

Yo no sé.

The Princess is dazed and confused.

posted by Tanisha Cross at 9:17 PM Comments []

Oh my mama told me
Cuz she said she learned the hard way
Say she wanna spare the children
She say donīt ever give yuor soul away

īCause all that you have is your soul

Donīt be tempted by the shiny apple
Donīt you eat of the bitter fruit
Hunger only for a taste of justice
Hunger only for a world of truth

īCause all that you have is your soul

- Tracy Chapman
posted by Tanisha Cross at 5:06 PM Comments []

I am so very confused. I hate it when people donīt tell you whatīs going on. And I hate the fact that I care so damned much! I canīt let go... Let it go dammit! Grrr

And in other news....
I have an assignment due in soon, I think Iīll do it on The Black Woman. Itīs for my Anthropolgy of Gender class. A class which rocks by the way. So Iīm back in the books for the last time in this country.... Unless Iīve pathetically failed all my other assignments, in which case Iīll just cry. Maybe I should just cry anyway, itīs really good for the soul. Release tension an stuff. After you do that things always seem much clearer.

What am I doing? Am I doing what I want to be doing?

No one should ever let love come between them and their goals. Love will always be there if it is really love. Right?

The Princess feels confused and lovesick. She must put on her armour and GET ON WITH IT.
Life goes on.

hmmm... fairly random blog... hope i dont confuse ppl... :) just the way my head works i spose...
posted by Tanisha Cross at 10:59 AM Comments []

Sunday, June 09, 2002

It is not because things are difficult that we do not dare.
It is because we do not dare that things are difficult.
posted by Tanisha Cross at 7:10 PM Comments []

shit happens, to everyone, no exceptions. its thrown but that bitch Reality, remember her, the bich with thorns. sometimes its her sister Life who has 3 horns, so that once she got you cornered ur done for. thats my mission. the NubianWarriorPrincess must fight to get Reality and Life on her side. as must everyone else really.... they tough tho... i keep gettin gored. over and over and over..... i will survive dammit. the warrior will fight till the end. bwahahahaha!!

my ma left yesterday. i was much sadder about it than i thought id be. i guess im at a very lonely stage in my life. i love being alone, i can be a real loner at times, BUT theres alone, and theres lonely. lonely sux.

it was cool having her here. saw a flamenco show, went out to dinners, shopping (i now have an extremely well stocked fridge!! yay! real food man!)

i wanna go home. to barbados. even tho technically jamaica is my birth home, bim has become my home home. i cant believe i said that. jamaicans tend to be so nationalistic. im always an exception to the rule anyway, so whatever. my friends, the ones ive known for the longest time out of all my friends, except for Leslie (girl, u know we goes back), my family lives in bim now, i grew up there in all ways. i mean, ill forever say im jamaican, but barbados is home. *sigh*

Princess must go and continue her war against Reality, Life and the Shit they throw.
Peace and Love.

posted by Tanisha Cross at 7:00 PM Comments []