June 11, 2009
April 23, 2009
Dancers are the athletes of God.
Albert Einstein
April 20, 2009

Hi beb, you forgot to log out :] Thanks for being with me at the beach. ♥Raisa

April 18, 2009

Friday Nights

Friday nights are always the best.  Serramonte Del Rey sessions…catchin up with the homies..spending time with my girl…straight chillin.  The perfect, Friday night song to vibe to is DJ Quik’s Pitch In On A Party.

funky and mellow..

Inside every older person there’s a younger person wondering what happened.
Ashleigh Brilliant
April 17, 2009
cutie pie, you’re the reason why

cutie pie, you’re the reason why

My dream is to compete in the World Popping Battle at the UK Bboy Championships.one day..

My dream is to compete in the World Popping Battle at the UK Bboy Championships.

one day..

Sometimes you gotta stop and look at all the beauty we’re lucky to see.  Here’s a dope poem I just remembered..
Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
by  Robert  Frost
Whose woods these are I think I know.   His house is in the village though;   He will not see me stopping here   To watch his woods fill up with snow.   My little horse must think it queer   To stop without a farmhouse near   Between the woods and frozen lake   The darkest evening of the year.   He gives his harness bells a shake   To ask if there is some mistake.   The only other sound’s the sweep   Of easy wind and downy flake.   The woods are lovely, dark and deep.   But I have promises to keep,   And miles to go before I sleep,   And miles to go before I sleep.

Sometimes you gotta stop and look at all the beauty we’re lucky to see.  Here’s a dope poem I just remembered..

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening

by Robert Frost

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound’s the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

April 16, 2009
Setting up the alarm clock….turning on the alarms on the itouch…another day..  Everything has a set up..

Setting up the alarm clock….turning on the alarms on the itouch…another day..  Everything has a set up..

It’s easy to feel the Funk, but hard to feel the Soul.
Funkee Asiatic