<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-247709503692997673</id><updated>2024-10-02T06:24:43.566-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Did I Miss Something...Why?</title><subtitle type='html'>Inspirations from others in regards to all kinds of situations</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://didimisssomethingwhy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247709503692997673/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didimisssomethingwhy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11139316284999478773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-247709503692997673.post-7366264751679188323</id><published>2012-09-17T13:01:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2012-09-17T13:01:35.003-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Intimidation</title><content type='html'>September 16, 2012&lt;br /&gt;
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One morning I was on the bus heading to work and heard a woman talking about another woman that &quot;needs to do for herself and stop hating on her&quot;&amp;nbsp;This inspired me to write a blog about intimidation.&lt;br /&gt;
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I have 3 degrees in accounting and worked hard to get those degrees. &amp;nbsp;I didn&#39;t get any help from nobody (except a place to eat and sleep thanks to my mom and grandparents). &amp;nbsp;I was determined to finish school and did whatever was necessary to accomplish that goal. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;m proud to say that I am accomplished. &lt;br /&gt;
My mom finished with a Masters degree and she&#39;s planning on going back to get her degree in Human Resources. &amp;nbsp;All my siblings are in school (high school and college) so they have goals of their own. &amp;nbsp;The whole point is this: &quot;&lt;b&gt;WE ALL HAVE GOALS&lt;/b&gt;&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Barack Obama became president of the United States when he won the 2008 election. &lt;br /&gt;
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2012, we had many winners in the Olympic Games and for one person, the only thing that was talked about is her hair not being done. &amp;nbsp;All of this is a sign of intimidation.&lt;br /&gt;
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I&#39;ve done through many interviews and&amp;nbsp;every time&amp;nbsp;they see me, they notice that I&#39;m black, I&#39;m educated and I&#39;m a male. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;ve gotten rejected many times and that is because I&#39;m educated, I&#39;m black and I&#39;m a male. &amp;nbsp;They&#39;re intimidated by me because I&#39;m not going to be a long term employee in their small, medium or large company. &amp;nbsp;I have goals, aspirations, dreams, obligations and will power to be a successful educated, black gay male who will have his freedom and never see a jail cell.&lt;br /&gt;
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Intimidation isn&#39;t prejudiced because anybody can hate on the next man for one reason -&lt;b&gt; THEY&#39;RE NOT IN THE PERSON&#39;S SHOES&lt;/b&gt;. &amp;nbsp;It comes from many social-economical factors (ignorance, hostile environment, jealousy, depression, etc.). &amp;nbsp;The question now is when will one stop being a hater and start doing for themselves? When will that brotha in the baggy jeans standing in the corner just stop being a stereotypical urban dude and make a change? &amp;nbsp;When will the black female with kids just stop being so dependent on the government and make a change? &amp;nbsp;When will that white man just stop being so bitter over something that didn&#39;t have nothing to do with him or the white female who always drink to ease the pain away?&lt;br /&gt;
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Instead of hating or being intimidated by the next man/woman, do something to better yourself. &amp;nbsp;There&#39;s a line from a song by Common that says &quot;How can a man be so scared of change?&quot; How come man is so scared of change? &amp;nbsp;Is it because change is hard (even though it&#39;s good)? Is it because it would make them less of a stereotypical and not more as a go-getter? &amp;nbsp;Would they become less something they&#39;re not used to because they refuse to be different? &amp;nbsp;Would they rather watch the other person do it first and then &quot;dip their feet into the water?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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The better solution would be to just stop asking and start doing. &amp;nbsp;Nothing&#39;s easy but nobody should feel intimidated and become a hater. &amp;nbsp;Step your game up so you can be on the same level as the next man. &amp;nbsp;You only hurting yourself by not having the potential to do better for yourself. &lt;br /&gt;
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My mom called me an intimidator back in July after one of my aunts passed. &amp;nbsp;I thought about it and I say this: I&#39;m not perfect or better than anybody; but at the end of the day, I worked hard for my goals, I never slipped and I kept believing. &amp;nbsp;That&#39;s all I can do. &amp;nbsp;I wasn&#39;t in the streets, never did drugs and never got drunk. &amp;nbsp;I got picked on in school but I managed to finish and not give up. &amp;nbsp;So if I&#39;m an intimidator, I&#39;m a very good one&lt;br /&gt;
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Not trying to be a pastor, but I need for my people to do better and stop this nit-picking intimidating haterness and actually do something for yourself.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://didimisssomethingwhy.blogspot.com/feeds/7366264751679188323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://didimisssomethingwhy.blogspot.com/2012/09/intimidation.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247709503692997673/posts/default/7366264751679188323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/247709503692997673/posts/default/7366264751679188323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://didimisssomethingwhy.blogspot.com/2012/09/intimidation.html' title='Intimidation'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11139316284999478773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-247709503692997673.post-6008031054225291380</id><published>2012-09-17T11:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-09-17T11:53:09.395-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Did I Miss Something</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;September 15, 2012&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;At one point or another, we&#39;ve all asked this question when ti comes to all types of relationships (dating, marriage, etc). &amp;nbsp;Why didn&#39;t he call me back? What&#39;s going on? Did I miss something?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;What inspired me to write this blog?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;- A gay dude gets mad because his boyfriend didn&#39;t call him one night. &amp;nbsp;His boyfriend explained what happened (which I&#39;ll give him credit) &amp;amp; it was legit. &amp;nbsp;After he sang to him over the phone and told him that he loved him, he got all happy again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;- A professional lady jumped to conclusions because her boyfriend didn&#39;t text her back one day after a conversation they had. &amp;nbsp;She sent him a long email breaking up with him because he wasn&#39;t giving her any attention (affection). &amp;nbsp;So now she&#39;s single after the dude sent her nice text messages and read her email. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;True story, I was getting to know a particular dude who lived in West Philadelphia and one day, he said he was going to call because we were supposed to meet up after I finish class. &amp;nbsp;I waited for his call to the point I started getting pissed. &amp;nbsp;I finished my class &amp;amp; caught the Market-Frankford El to 15TH Street Station. &amp;nbsp;Once I got there, he finally calls and I laid him out for not calling. &amp;nbsp;He was in the hospital the whole time. &amp;nbsp;Once he told me that, I was&amp;nbsp;dumb find&amp;nbsp;like&amp;nbsp;Ooh...&amp;nbsp;Oops. &amp;nbsp;That was the only time that it happened to me. &amp;nbsp;After that, we both knew that it wouldn&#39;t work between us; I take the blame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;On the other side of that, I was getting to know Alex, an older dude in Virginia. &amp;nbsp;I told him in advance that I was helping my grandpa over the weekend and I won&#39;t have the phone on me (since we&#39;ll be in his garage). &amp;nbsp;After my grandpa &amp;amp; I finished in the garage, I saw that I had missed calls and texts from Alex. &amp;nbsp;I called him back because we were supposed to go to Smithfield for a home show. &amp;nbsp;He got pissed because I didn&#39;t call to check up on him. &amp;nbsp;Now:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;1. I already told him in advance I wouldn&#39;t have the phone around me while I&#39;m helping my grandpa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;2. Commons sense&amp;nbsp;would&#39;ve&amp;nbsp;told you I&#39;ll call you when I&#39;m done. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;We&#39;ve tried to get to know each other for 2 months and it didn&#39;t work out.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Lessons and advice I&#39;d like to share (also learned myself):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;1. &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Make yourself occupied&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; - Until you hear from him (or her); make yourself busy. &amp;nbsp;That way, you wouldn&#39;t spend your day worrying about an expecting call. &amp;nbsp;Go hang out w/ your friends, exercise, go shopping, etc. &amp;nbsp;OCCUPY YOUR TIME; KEEP YOURSELF BUSY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;2. &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;PLAN, PLAN, PLAN IN ADVANCE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; - Yes you must communicate (even if you&#39;re just dating). &amp;nbsp; Let him know in advance what&#39;s going on with you &amp;nbsp;so he&#39;ll know what he needs to do and vice versa. &amp;nbsp;Ask him questions and if he fails to answer them, still keep yourself occupied. &amp;nbsp;If he doesn&#39;t know what he&#39;s doing, give him time to think and if he still can&#39;t come up with a plan (even if it&#39;s nothing) than that&#39;s on him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;3. &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;SPACE...VERY IMPORTANT&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; - yes I just said the S word...SPACE...we have all obligations to meet, we all have goals to reach. &amp;nbsp;When you&#39;re with somebody, you&#39;ll clash for no reason. &amp;nbsp;Some of us need constant attention and get mad (going through alot of emotions) when we don&#39;t get it. &amp;nbsp;Some of us are parents, students, professionals, celebrities, etc. &amp;nbsp;We all have goals and obligations that must be met. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;ll even say some of us have jobs. &amp;nbsp;My point is, we all need space. &amp;nbsp;If you can&#39;t understand that, then you need to evaluate yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Through out of all, you can only blame yourself for being insecure, selfish, stubborn, weak, controlling and self-indulging. &amp;nbsp;You can&#39;t do petty things to everybody. &amp;nbsp;Otherwise, you&#39;ll end up alone. &amp;nbsp;Do something productive and quit wondering when he will call because you don&#39;t wanna miss anything. &amp;nbsp;I understand you like/love him and you wanna spend more time with him, you miss his company, you need his time, whatever. HOWEVER, we all have goals to reach and obligations to meet. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;So quit sitting there with the phone in your hand; waiting on him to call. &amp;nbsp;He&#39;ll call you when he&#39;s available to talk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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