I can’t help but laugh when someone accuses me of tweeting for attention. Aren’t we all? Let’s face it, it’s narcissistic even having a twitter. Same goes for having a facebook and blog… and let’s not even touch on the fact that I’m blogging about twitter. Anyone who is so vain to believe that complete strangers would care to know their daily incessant thoughts and want constant updates about who they are, what they are, and where they are is seeking attention. And that’s anyone with a twitter. Which is pretty much everyone. It’s no secret that I’m a big fan of the little birdie… In fact, I met my boyfriend, who I currently live with because he recognized me on from the site when I was crossing the street one day. Though, I’m quite the shock jock (not just on social networking sites, but in general) and say things just to get a rise out of people or provoke thought, I haven’t gotten so caught up in it to the point that it effects my life or makes me behave in ways I wouldn’t otherwise… or have I?

Sometimes I catch myself thinking, “wait…am I really twitpic’ing a complete stranger just to make fun of something they’re wearing or doing for a few ‘lol’s from a bunch of folks I don’t even know? ” before I stop myself. Sometimes I’ll be smiling in someones face whilst typing how annoying they are on my handy dandy blackberry. Sometimes I’d rather @reply a friend than text or call them. Sometimes I’ll make bold generalizations just to piss people off, like ‘everyone in DC is ugly.’. Sometimes I’ll make people feel subordinate and inadequate by declaring things like, ‘if you listen to Waka, you know nothing about music’ or ‘Lmfao at any female who still wears babyphat’. And most of the people I’m following do the same things. Do you know how draining it is to spew such negative energy out all day long while constantly being fed the same amount of negativity? Subsconsciously, it has to take a toll on your everyday life because negativity begets negativity.

Worst of all, I’m too busy documenting my life to actually enjoy it. This habitual desire to share my thoughts with the world interupts every-fucking-thing. I’ll tune out the rest of a song because I’m trying to type a lyric from it that stood out to me. I’ll miss essential parts of movies because I was trying to quote something from it that I found funny or relatable. So busy trying to capture the sunset for a twitpic that I’ve lost the moment. It’s like the photographer who spends their entire time at any event taking pictures and they forget to have a good time. We’re so caught up observing the moment that we’re not actually in it.

Twitter in itself isn’t the problem, it’s just that anything to an extreme is unhealthy. Weed. Food. Even religion. So if you’ve been wondering why my tweets aren’t as rude (and yet hilarious) as they used to be, it’s because that’s bad juju… and I don’t need it in my life. If you’re wondering why I’m more vague about what I’m actually doing or what’s going on in my life, it’s because people assume they know everything about you from a rant on a public timeline. And if you’re wondering why I’m updating less frequently than I used to, well it’s because I don’t want to let life pass me by because I’m tweeting about it.

In an attempt to give you guys a more personal glance at my daily life, I decided to start a ‘day in the life of’ series segment on my youtube. Calling it ‘The Life & Times of” seemed too typical, and though ‘Infinity and Belon’ is a pretty cheesy title for the series, I can’t help being a cornball! I figured my Family Reunion this past weekend was the perfect opportunity to whip out my flip camera and start. The reunion was great. We spent it at the National Harbor during a car show weekend and stayed at this hotel called the Gaylord. I was a bit iffy about the name…but for a place that’s just getting started, it’s the most beautiful hotel I’ve ever been in. Inside, it looks like you’re outside walking down a strip of restaurants and clubs with what looks like buildings of fancy apartments but in reality they’re just hotel roooms. It’s crazy.  Seeing my family was refreshing, even through all the awkward ‘Do you remember me? I knew you when you were ye’high’s but the REAL reunion went down with my brothers and cousins. As often as I get to see all of them, it’s difficult and rare that we all get together at the same time. If I’m ever so blessed to have a man that can make me feel as comfortable as I do around my brothers, I’m cuffin that! Enjoy the videos + pictures.

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I feel like my blog is a bunch of Carrie Bradshaw-esque columns as opposed to actual updates on what’s happening in my life. I guess that’s why the general consensus of me is so skewed. I usually don’t care what people think of me as long as it’s true but I hate when someones perception of me isn’t the way I actually am. Then again, perhaps being reclusive about what’s personal to me is who I am. Contrary to popular belief, I’m a pretty private person. I never volunteer an explanation to what’s going on in my life. You have to pry for the full story. Most people don’t. Which explains why I feel like most of my relationships with people aren’t reciprocal.

I’m constantly restraining from posting what I want because I’m trying to stick with whatever direction I thought this site was taking. I’m not only limiting myself by ostentatiously thinking things like ‘I can’t post fashion… I’m not a fashion blogger. I’m a writer. And all my entries must be profound.’ but I’m also denying my readers the chance to get to know all aspects of who I am. Yes, I’m a writer… and very analytical. But sometimes I’m completely random, silly and without depth. I want all of it to shine through this creative outlet of mine. Out with the old, and in with the new! Which called for a new layout!

Erm. Kind of. Sort of. Not really. I just edited my old wordpress theme. I came across a few sketches of Gaga one day, hunted down the artist, and found him on deviantart. He turned out to be this really amazing and talented kid from Australia who was more than happy to do a few sketches of me in his unique style. Thanks Scot! Then, the lovely Tiana Chanell offered to vector the drawing when she saw me struggling to find someone to help me with it. I love people who are just willing to help without expecting anything in return. I hope I did your sketch justice, Scot…and I thank you both for being a part of my journey. It’s great to see a simple idea I had in my head come to life, which is exactly what this layout is. I hope to see more of my ideas come to life… on a much grander scale, of course.

(The original drawing.)