Midnight

MIDNIGHT

A GANGSTER LOVE STORY

Midnight, and African born boy is forced to move to America at the age of seven in order to help his father protect his unborn sister and mother from war. While in the United States he struggles to keep his Sudanese values and believes while at the same time belonging. At the age of seven Midnight towers over most grown men, and is much more mature than the average 16 year old. He serves as a translater for his mother, and helps to get them settled down in an apartment as well as landing her job while helping her to jump start a small yet fastly flourishing business ran out of their home. His mother is a very talented women and with her hands she creates everything from perfumes, to cigarettes, to gowns. Now seven years after arriving in the United States, Midnight has held on to his religion but let go of his sandals and slacks, and has transformed into the Brooklyn fashion of baggy jeans and air forces. And he his self works at a fish market, in China Town, the very place he meets Akemi. Akemi is a Japanese artist at the age of 16 who was selected out of billions as the winner of a Japanese nation wide competition, the winner got to be transfered to the United States for a school year and an exhibit at a famous museum. While working at her uncle's shop across from the fish market she becomes fascinated with Midnight. However, a language barrier is the only thing that stops her from approaching him. When they finally conversate through her cousin, they decide to start to go out much, Midnight teaches Akemi english little by little and they read eachothers thoughts by touch. Soon after their first date they fall in love and Midnight must find a way to make her his wife, so that he can be with her otherwise his religion won't allow it. After recieving his mother's blessing, and the permission of Akemi's father the two wed and begin a life together only to be cut short when Akemi's time in the United States is up and her father comes to retrieve her. Midnight will go to any limits to get his wife back where she belongs with him, but are his efforts any good?

-Snow in Lousisiana?
-No Bailout for American Car Companies?

whudafxup?!

its 12:43 AM. . .

&the only thing on my mind is my life. Where do I want to go with it? What do I want to do with it? I find myself asking myself that question more and more, I even ask people I know for their opinions... even though I know being who I am that their thoughts probably matter as much to me as a complete strangers would. I want to be great, I want to live life comfortably but I don't have to be rich, I want time for my family, I want the whole nine yards. Hmmm . . .I have no idea how to get there. Guess I'll know when it comes to me. I refuse to have it otherwise.

T-Shirt- Shontelle

The Great Depression

“Our Generation has had no Great war, no Great Depression. Our war is spiritual. Our depression is our lives.”-Chuck Palahniuk quotes (American freelance Journalist, Satirist and Novelist. b.1961)

Poetry, my escape

Music and poetry to me our escapes, and I believe they can be for anyone. Whenever I'm home I constantly listen to music, whenever I'm on a bus stop I'm constantly putting poems together in my head. No matter where I am, I'm doing this, therefore to me I'm not even really there. If I'm having a bad day or someone is irking me, I sing songs in my head, sometimes even out loud. I respect every type of music, that's something that a lot of so called music lovers don't do. I do have my favorites, but I'll listen to anything as long as its catchy. To me it's not about the instrumentals as much as it is the lyrics, because the lyrics to me are just a poem, but when its put with the instrumentals it then becomes a song. I love poetry so therefore I love music, from Country to Rap to Gospel, to me its all the same when it's down on paper. Writing has always been a big part of my life, but I think it evolved out of my love for reading. I could write a poem to describe feelings I never really felt since I was about 10, but you'd never be able to tell I never felt them. I still remember the first song I ever wrote, what I was doing when I wrote it, and who I first shared it with. Even though I lost the paper with the lyrics I would still be able to pull them back out of my brain, because like many other poems I've wrote, they're stored in there. Poetry and music to me are one in the same, a musician is merely a poet, a song writer is a poet, music is poetry. And it can take you as far as you let it, because no matter what there is always someone with an interest in music.

Whats the difference?

Recession? Depression? What's the difference?

A recession is when your neighbor loses his job.

A depression is when you lose your job.(about)

Although the above is a pretty funny it still doesn't clarify for me, what the difference between a recession and a depression is. A recession is said to be a decline in the Gross Domestic Product (GDP) for two or more consecutive quarters, if your anything like me than that means absolutely nothing. So more simply a recession is a widespread decline in the GDP and employment and trade lasting from six months to a year. A depression is a severe economic downturn that lasts several years. With that being said, my real question is will this economic crisis be a brief recession, or is it in fact the beginning of a depression?

Who or What is to blame for this so called "recession" anyway? I guess the reason why no one is asking that is because its better to try and fix it rather than pointing the finger. However, I just would like to know, where did the economy go wrong exactly? Can we blame it on the Bush administration, the war, or the companies that are going over seas? I myself don't know who to blame it on, but the more I think about blaming is becoming less and less important. We need a plan, a plan to fix it. So my newly apposed question is, Will the Obama administration, with the help of supporting Americans, have what it takes to prevent a depression? What do you think. . .