But, as her reps optimistically pointed out to MTV News, Hill has recently gone
back into the studio with the goal of making a new LP. In all seriousness, they
say. She theoretically has a library of unreleased material in the vault, since
she has consistently recorded over the past decade (we just haven't heard
anything yet). But the hip-hop star's camp says Hill has cooked up a batch of
fresh new material and there will probably be some collaborations once the
project is finally released.
It was a pretty normal weekend for me. Never as much sleep as I plan... hanging out with my boys... a few parties... and running into Monet. I first met him on the sands of Condado, Puerto Rico back in May of 2004. From the instant I saw Monet, I was smitten. Beautiful smile, golden skin, as tall as me, and an infectious personality. After watching him play volleyball for what seemed like hours... and joining in for a few matches myself, I quizzed my then bestfriend on who the hell was he.I put your picture on my mirror... Start to blush when somebody says your name... In my stomach there's a pain... See you walk in my direction, I go the other way
I start to stutter when I speak... Try to stand, but my knees go weak... What's happening to me? In Dark, can you tell me what it means?
I lay my head on my pillow... You got me starring out the window... Wish on a star for a sign... Thats the reason why-Fantasia, When I See You
I only saw him on a few occasions since then but once I moved to Atlanta I seemed to run into Monet quite frequently. And every time I see him, I smile. You know when you find someone that totally embodies your 'type', but you just don't know what to do or what to say. Well after several months of harmless flirting back and forth... I did something I never do. I laid my cards on the table and told him how I felt. As I stood there totally exposed, it seemed to catch him off guard but he finally knew.
Sunday, I ran into Monet again at Dejangos... he gave me the usual customary hug that I have come to expect but this time it was quite more. Apparently the $70 United Colors of Benetton shorts were paying off. (mental note go back and get the brown ones IMMEDAITELY) Later in the night he made an excuse of not being able to dance... as long as I have known him I have never seen him on the dance floor so and I was definitely trying to ummm check his moves. We talked for awhile and exchanged text messages from across the club. As we said our goodbyes our eyes met and I could tell he knew how I was feeling at that moment... with another mentioning of him liking my shorts, Monet was gone.
As I rode home from the club recanting the nights events with my boy... a goodnite text message came across the Treo. Damn I hate it when they know you like them.
So I have found my new crush. Last year on So You Think You Can Dance it was Ryan Rankin (yo where the hell are you anyway?!?! cause I know you are reading this) and this year it is definitely Daniel Tidwell.
Danny started dancing at the age of 10 and eventually ended up studying at the Kennedy Center at the same time I was an employee. For two years he studied the classical ballet technique with the Kirov Academy of Ballet in Washington D.C. and he danced in some of Debbie Allen's productions at the Center.
While I think most reality shows are a waste of time (ie: American Idol), I love shows like this and Project Runway which still allow us to see talented individuals have a chance to make it big. And from what I have seen over the past 3 weeks... Danny Tidwell is not only the most attractive but most talented on this show.
Hey Fiddy... Who Cares!!
Posted by C. Baptiste-Williams at 1:59 PM Labels: entertainment, Oprah, social commentaryWhy R. Kelly Needs to Go to Court...
Posted by C. Baptiste-Williams at 12:37 PM Labels: atlanta, entertainment, social commentarySo I had lunch last week with two of the few black people that work in my building and the topic of friendships came up. After listening to their stories... I asked a simple question that made everyone go quiet for a few minutes. Are these people we are discussing friends or acquaintances?
I must say that I tend to use the word very loosely... but I know and recognize the real meaning. And for me there are three levels of friendship: Friend, Confidant, and Acquaintance. Now an acquaintance is someone you hang out with from time to time. They are often confused with friends cause you are often seen out and about together. A confidant is a step up from an acquaintance, not only do you hang out with this person but you actually share more of yourself, your secrets, and your aspirations with this person. And of course a friend is the top tier of friendship. For me a friend has no restrictions on the length of time that you know them, but it is more about not only knowing me and my secrets, not only being someone I enjoy hanging out with, but also it is about being someone you can depend on and whose opinion I seek out and trust. For me a friend compliments what I lack and not only sees what I need before I ask, but offers to help me meet that need.
I have had very few friends in my life time. Some confidants. And endless number of acquaintances. Here in Atlanta... I only have two friends (there were 3 but such is life). There is my girl, Tracee, that I have known since freshman year at Auburn and Damian, who I have known since my first summer living in DC. I have a couple confidants (with Larry being my favorite LOL).
I know you have read throughout the two years this blog has been around about a few people I have hung out with that are no longer around... those were acquaintances and for me those are the ones you often either outgrow quickly or your time together just seems to dwindle for other reasons in life. While I usually enjoy the company of the acquaintances when they are gone there is usually no heartache or missing. It is one of those situations where you enjoy it while it lasts and move on afterwards. Now friends are the only ones I truly have ever miss, I think you share so much of yourselves it is like loosing a part of yourself when they are gone. But I guess you take what you can learn from that person and your experiences together and let that make you a better person and eventually move on.
So what are you a friend or an acquaintance?
So His Story is turning 2 years old today. From DC and now from ATL... from the pages of the Southern Voice to the CoCoDorm website... my writings, my thoughts, my life... my HisStory have been shared with many. The Google Analytics of this site still seem to amaze me. But in honor of 2 years here are some of my favorite posts:
From June 2005... Romance is Dead
From September 2005... Katrina... 3 days Later
From December 2005... Premonition or a Dream
From March 2006... Why Are You Still Single
From June 2006... The List
From August 2006... Must I Date Your Friend Too
(cause this one is still causing friction)
From December 2006... Lessons Learned
(a must read if you haven't... especially if you are in ATL)
From January 2007... Another Great Weekend
From March 2007... Another MLK Month has Come and Gone