Thanks.

-© D

This Just In.

"I am not here to inform the church about anything. This site was not for the church. This site was not for anyone from the church in the church or around the church. This site was simply for me, and the complete expression and self exploitation of my God-given tallent. And I dont want them to think that I am gearing anything I write for a bunch of nosey people. What I write will always come from the heart, and my first reason for writing  was to escape the people that never wanted to hear my voice."

                                                                                            - Me

I have to watch myself, really I do. Maybe I should make the big move when I can, and inform the non-informants about where I am, while I can.

I am so sorry to those who were offended, I didn't mean any harm, really.

People can take a thing that is so beautiful and make is ugly again. *sigh*

I thought the warning label that I threw up a while back was enough. I guess not. Like I said this is not the first time. More like the 100th time.

I am not angry, not at anyone,  just tired.  Well I was real angry 5 minutes ago, but maybe this is all getting tired.

To God be the Glory.

You know what. I'm out of here.

This xanga is deaded.

I am moving. I'll still read you, and I will still comment, and will even help with layouts. I like you guys, and I love xanga. I am stepping down as a writer on this particular scene.

I'll let you people know what's up.

And there has been a phantom subscriber out there...check to see who subscribed to you.

E.d.I. T

Thank You for your support and love.  God bless you.  And don't worry, if you seek you shall find.

This is a note I wrote to a Strong Sister who was concerned about what is going on, and these are my reasons for moving.

hey love,

I do not believe there is a need to confront anyone, because firstly I am not too sure who is really doing it, what i was told is simply speculation and hearsay.

So I don't really know, and no one is being honest about who is really doing it. I don't want to confront someone on the basis of speculation, and then I get embarassed.

Also, when i was younger I used to gossip and i realize that when people do that, they have issues with their selves and they need to look at the down fall of others to see that they aren't so bad.

 Its even so bad that some people come to the point where its like manipulation, and they can't even control it and they don't even realize what they are doing.

Its not about running, for me anyway. Its about being wise. I just won't give them anything to talk about.

God, the Good God that we serve, sees all. I pray that He is merciful to them and not embarass them and touch them so they can change their lives.

When I was that way God was so merciful to me and did not expose me, His conviction was enough. I had to do some apologizing though, and that was humbling.

Even now when I hear stupid things that I may want to "mention" to some one else like i dunno, "I heard that she used to date such and such" and its so tempting to say it to someone else, I pray that God helps me, cause I don't even want to spread that.

You know. This is why I stayed so long in the first place. I didn't want to run.

Moving was only to safeguard giving satan amnunition.

Yes, they may find me again, but when I get to that bridge I will worry about crossing it.

Until then to God be the Glory.

May God bless you all. Stay up and keep on serving Jesus.

- ©D

Super Flam

"...Happy Bir--th--day--- you dutty Haitian, Happy Bir--th--day-- to you!"

                                                                          - Esteban to his brother Jose

So yes I made this bannana pudding for Super Flam, cause his birthday was yesterday. My cousin Daryl aka Brother Daryl/Uncle Daryl/ Daddy Daryl was the first test subject. West Indians don't know nuttin' 'bout no banana puddin'.

He Liked it!!!!

Okay. Jose's pary was the mild version of my birthday dinner last year. They were just some reckless black folk at my party, T. was not having that this time.

"OH NO. La Donna, they will NOT embarass me!"

Yeah right.

We were supposed to meet at like 8:00 sharp, EASTERN TIME. We all congregated at 8:00 (9:00) CP TIME. For those who don't know what CP Time is, its COLORED PEOPLE TIME. Only because we were waiting for Richard and Jose. Richard is so stale. He live TWO blocks away from church, and had the nerve to be strolling in all late like its all good. Wearing his fancy striped button down and his Prada shoes.

"Oh NO You didn't. I told you NOT to out do Jose, its HIS birthday."

                                                                      - Lauren

In the meanwhile we were all waiting for Super Flam because he was supposed to be putting together this ill outfit, he went to SOHO and everything looking for it.

He was looking nice, but it WAS NOT the outfit that he was planning from SOHO. It's all right. My baby looked good anyway. I took a million pictures of him. Behaving as if he were camera shy, he know he needed to stop that nonsense.

Now we had the same dillema that we had for going to my party, we needed to get there. Most of these crazy people opted to WALK to the buffet like they made me do last time. This time I was NOT having it. Mainly because I was carrying food. (My Pudding )  so some of us went with Daryl, some walked and Lauren (who made this fantastic cake for Super Flam) went with her brother Marlon.

We were worried about them, because not only did it rain, it POURED. They came in all drippy droppy covered in wet rain.

Lemme see, I didn't even tell you who came. Okay, let's see if I remember.

It was Me, Daryl, Laticia, Lauren, Sukaina, Ryan, Richard, T., Dwight, Daniel, Candace,  Rayon, Esteban, Barbara, LaToya, T., and of course Super Flam.

They went to the Utica Buffet, oh Lord. The place that we were practically banned from the last time. (From my birthday party)

They did not behave as crazy as they did at mine, but man they were loud.

 I was surprisingly quiet. 

I honestly didn't have anything to say, I was only there for two things. 1. Flambo 2. Food

Steve and Daryl started up arguing about politics. Esteban is a Democrat like me, and Daryl is a Republican. (Yes, there are black republicans out there)

Then EVERYONE started interjecting. Ryan and Dwight piped in about the Clinton regime and the first twin towers bombing. Jose looked at me and wondered why I did not get into the argument.

"Well.." *elevating my voice and pointing my nose in the air* "I don't want to get into this argument, because I would have to school these indivduals and inject the CORRECT information into this, being that this IS my major...."

Everyone grew quiet and looked at me, with this "inform me then, chick" facial expression.

My face grew hot.  "Oh dag man I was NOT serious. I was kidding." 

They all blinked and BUSTED out laughing.

Okay, not funny.

Me: See when I speak everyone got quiet, 'cause I got knowledge like that. I hold mad weight.

Ryan: *sucks teeth* La Donna you don't hold no weight, you need a good lash.

I didn't pay no mind. I was content with seeing Jose enjoy my pudding and him being happy for his eighteenth. He didn't even have a thank you speech for when we cut the cake. Some people kept interrupting him so he never finished.

We didn't even get to sing him happy birthday. Richard, who is a wonderful singer, was going to start it off with me following him; but he was booed. At least we cut the cake.

The cake!

 Lauren made this beautiful 2-layer red velvet cake in the shape of a Bible, surrounded by a keyboard. It had white icing and was decorated with musical keys and everything.  It was beautiful.

At first Sukaina was supposed to cut the cake with Flam, but she was making styles (meaning she was acting like she didn't want to), then T. was going to cut the cake with Flam. As I got up to take the picture, she grabbed it from me and handed me the fork saying that we would make a cute picture. So I ended up cutting the cake with Flam.

That was the cutest moment. I fed him and everything, and he was being crazy doing his Haitian/Dominican merengue dance and all. Cameras were flashing and it was a great moment.

Then we paid the bill. Then we left.

After Daryl and I took Daniel home, we drove over to Tashad's house. We spotted the walking crowd in the street. Being fresh, I rolled down my window and started calling after Jose.

"Hey! Hey shorty! Hey you in the black!"

Jose looked up only to see it was me, laughed and shook his head. Daryl drove up, and I did it again. This time Steve looked.

"Hey, hey shorty. Yeah you! NOT you in the blue, the one in the black."  (infering that I was not interested in Steve, playing him.) 

Everyone else: OOOOOOOOOOOOO.

Steve: She know she was talking about me, cause I'm sexy.

Jose: The only one that puts the sexy infront your name is mom. NOBODY else. Please.

Then we chilled infront of Tashad's cracking jokes for another hour or so.

In the middle of that MARK called!

Just to see what was good. Man, I thought he'd never call. I guess I would call him later.

We went home it was all good.

What was not good was that I was 9 minutes late to work today. I could not fight off the sleep. It weighed me down heavily. I had to throw myself off the bed. It was so heavy that I dreamt that NY was being evacuated for the hurricane, and I met Mo'Nique and she had an ugly daughter and when I asked her for an autograph, she ignored me.

Yeah, I know leave the crack alone.

Today is Phifer's birthday. Shouts to my little brother. He gets some pudding on Monday.

I am so glad Flam had such a good birthday, he already knows my sentiment from when I called him earlier that day. He's the greatest and may the God in His life become much greater in him.

All for His glory.

Daddy is coming home Monday!

Quotes of the day: "Electricity is a good servant, but a terrible master."

                                                                     - My Mother

                            "Cause we need a cheese ball to save us."

                                                              - Lee (to the song "Hero" by Chad Croger)

Good evening America. I would stay longer but my bathroom is very dirty.

-© D

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Energy Drinks.

Never drink Red Bull. That joint gave me so much energy that I dripped sweat as I cleaned my room yesterday. It also gave me the shakes, it was not like my body was utilizing the drink it was like the drink was utilizing me.

I stayed up till 2 something in the morning making banana pudding (with the wafers). My black-American peoples know about that.

Its all for my Flambo, and his birthday is today. Thank God for him, he's the greatest.

I love u baby.

I have been having a wonderful week, praise God.

Talk to you later.

EDIT

"It is Jesus, yes it is Jesus. It is Jesus. In my soul--. For I have touched the hem of His garment, and His blood has made me whole."

                                         - Hymn "Yes it is Jesus"

Thank you God for using me to be a blessing to others.

"I  have never felt so relieved of my burdens, as I do now. You have been my inspiration to go out and seek this healing Donna. Thank you"

                       - Chelle

Keep touching her, and healing her, and make her a blessing to others too. Thank you Jesus.

-© D

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Laziness.

I am so lazy its a shame. I don't really feel like posting. Contrary to popular belief it has nothing to do with nothing to say. I always have something to say.

I was supposed to be posting, but I do believe I have an AIM ministry. Hilarious. I am crying to Gabi in one window, and helping like 3 other people in another aim window, and its all so crazy.

 I just wiped my eyes so I can post properly.

Why am I crying?

The Bronx Bomber. I saw him today.

So restrained, he was as he hugged me and kissed me on my cheek. He ran his finger though my hair and complimented my color...

He was so restrained. And so was I.

Playing it off, because it was Hofstra's best kept secret. It still will be.

I wanted...We wanted it to be something more.

But I love God so much more.

Today, He was the choice I made....

Well that was last night's post that I could not finish.

I have a bit more to talk about.

- Sunday was great. I went to Jose's house and ate a lot of chicken. Vanessa, his sister was cooking fried chicken and french fries. I ate so much over there that it was almost hard for me to get up. Lee was with me because he was fixing their computer. My brother did such a wonderful job, hooked them up with XP and everything.

I helped Flam pick out his double major by outlining all the majors that would compliment his tallens and abilites. All he has to do now is pray and pick.

Okay. I almost forgot, we WALKED to their house. From church all the way to lil' Haiti in BK. Let me not tell you how my shoe heels got stuck in the grate in the sidewalk while walking, and thinking that I was grabbing on to Jose to hold me up I was grabbing on to some strange guy.

Oh brother.

It was hilarious. Lee and Flam almost left me in the street cause of that.

Flam's birthday is Friday. He's my bestest friend. So guess what, I am making him bannana pudding. He loves my bannana pudding. I am so excited. I will probably make it Thursday so I can bring it to him Friday.

(Mikie don't be jealous,  I will make you some too cause you're my bestest friend too)

I LOOOOVE YOU SUPER FLAM!!!!!!!!!!!

Too many of my people's birthdays at this time. Esteban, Colletta, Flam, E, Laura, Ria....not cool. D is a broke chick, and I am just glad that God is blessing me with money to pay my bills. (wait let me not confess that)

My God will supply all my needs according to His riches in glory. Lord knows that I need about eight grand for this semester (including my meal plan).

I belive that He can do this. Yes I do.

Sunday night at youth service was the best. I cannot describe it but God blessed me in such a special way.

Yesterday, which was Monday, I had a nice time at work and at my only one class @ 6:20.

Professor Talton:  What was something that Hannibal did that was significant? (Hannibal from North Africa was mighty warrior from Carthage)

My Answer: (refering to Hannibal Lector) He ate people.

Phifer (Stephen) and L Mighty (Lamar) BUSTED out laughing so hard when I said that.

Speaking of Africa, daddie called! Yeah, at 7:15 am, and I was half sleep. Mom just shoved the fone to my ear. I was just saying anything, cause I was in sleep mode.

 Dad: Donna how was camp.

Me: It was nice.

 Dad: Did you have a hilarious time?

Me:Mmm Hmmm.

 Dad: *laughs*Are you sure?

Me: It was nice.

So it went for about 15 minutes.  Dad's coming home on Monday, praise God.

For those who do not know, my father is a minister  and he is teaching Bible School in South Africa.

Man I am LATE for class.

I am out.

- D ©

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