TIRED
Just wanted ya'll to know that i'm getting good grades so far, and today i'm really tired, and i have more to tell you, but i'm waiting till the weekend. You'll like it. No i haven't gotten a record deal. LOL. And hope ya'll saw American Idol Wednesday night...there's a girl named Lakisha...she cam eto do damage. Jennifer Hudson, watch out now!
Wednesday, February 21, 2007
Monday, February 19, 2007
GOD'S ANGELS
I believe in God and the religion Christianity, but sometimes we only have occasional encounters of Angels helping us in the flesh.
Something just happened to me, which in all my 27 years has never ever happened with the ease that it did. It showed me that it could only have been God directly acting at that moment. I had to run to the PC and document it by blogging, and of course sharing the experience with my friends and the world
What happened was that i went to pick up my component set at Radio Shack. Of course I'm a student in Boston...i don't drive. No one on my floor was really around for me to ask for help, and heah, i carried back the initial one i bought by myself on my hip (in it's box of course)...so this couldn't be that hard, right?
Well when the box was being carried out by the rep, already it was about twice the size of the initial box. I estimated about 30 mash pounds. He somehow got it into a large plastic bag, but the handles were already stretching from the weight of the thing. Well i got the box out the door of the store for starters....Bwoy the journey looked tretcherous, plus ice on the ground. Di mount a time mi almost bruk up mi bam bam with nothing in mi hand, much less mi 30 mash pond appendage.
My journey was only a few steps when i already had to take a break, so i knew this was going to be rough. Walk, muscle pain, rest...and di muscle pain did even worse cah mi go gym dis morning. Whoa wha mi ago do! I make it across the road and rest the box on the steps of an apartment. Then comes a bright-eyed female, who was actually about to enter that apartment, and saw me struggling. She first asks if i'm going inside, and i say no. She then immediately asks if i need help to carry the box to where i'm going.
Now she doesn't know me number 1. Number 2, i'm not the racial chip on the shoulder type, but she's a white female and me a black male. Number 3, She nuh know how far she a go. Well i accept the offer, but in the initially refusing kinda way. She tells me her name is Brittany. She speaks of her love for God and Jesus, and that she's a Christian. She has even been to Jamaica to do missionary work, and had been there for vacation as well. This must have been an angel! There is no possible way that me a stranger in Boston could have met another person who helped me to carry a 30 mash pound box when i was really in need of the help.
She carried it with me right to the front door of the dorm and i thanks her endlessly. God if you were showing me a sign, i saw it. I was almost blinded by it. I think this moment will stay with me for a while.
In a world perceived as being so selfish. One person was absolutely selfless, and seem so fearless and genuine about it. I am blown away. The box remains at the door unopened because it was definitely more important for me to acknowledge her than to see how the system works. And on that not i hope it works, cuz i won't have Brittany to carry it back if it's faulty. LOL.
But on the real though, I say a prayer of thanks to my Lord. I am grateful for all you have provided and continue to provide. I hope others have these same moments that allow them to see your grace. I am awed! Thank you. Amen.
I believe in God and the religion Christianity, but sometimes we only have occasional encounters of Angels helping us in the flesh.
Something just happened to me, which in all my 27 years has never ever happened with the ease that it did. It showed me that it could only have been God directly acting at that moment. I had to run to the PC and document it by blogging, and of course sharing the experience with my friends and the world
What happened was that i went to pick up my component set at Radio Shack. Of course I'm a student in Boston...i don't drive. No one on my floor was really around for me to ask for help, and heah, i carried back the initial one i bought by myself on my hip (in it's box of course)...so this couldn't be that hard, right?
Well when the box was being carried out by the rep, already it was about twice the size of the initial box. I estimated about 30 mash pounds. He somehow got it into a large plastic bag, but the handles were already stretching from the weight of the thing. Well i got the box out the door of the store for starters....Bwoy the journey looked tretcherous, plus ice on the ground. Di mount a time mi almost bruk up mi bam bam with nothing in mi hand, much less mi 30 mash pond appendage.
My journey was only a few steps when i already had to take a break, so i knew this was going to be rough. Walk, muscle pain, rest...and di muscle pain did even worse cah mi go gym dis morning. Whoa wha mi ago do! I make it across the road and rest the box on the steps of an apartment. Then comes a bright-eyed female, who was actually about to enter that apartment, and saw me struggling. She first asks if i'm going inside, and i say no. She then immediately asks if i need help to carry the box to where i'm going.
Now she doesn't know me number 1. Number 2, i'm not the racial chip on the shoulder type, but she's a white female and me a black male. Number 3, She nuh know how far she a go. Well i accept the offer, but in the initially refusing kinda way. She tells me her name is Brittany. She speaks of her love for God and Jesus, and that she's a Christian. She has even been to Jamaica to do missionary work, and had been there for vacation as well. This must have been an angel! There is no possible way that me a stranger in Boston could have met another person who helped me to carry a 30 mash pound box when i was really in need of the help.
She carried it with me right to the front door of the dorm and i thanks her endlessly. God if you were showing me a sign, i saw it. I was almost blinded by it. I think this moment will stay with me for a while.
In a world perceived as being so selfish. One person was absolutely selfless, and seem so fearless and genuine about it. I am blown away. The box remains at the door unopened because it was definitely more important for me to acknowledge her than to see how the system works. And on that not i hope it works, cuz i won't have Brittany to carry it back if it's faulty. LOL.
But on the real though, I say a prayer of thanks to my Lord. I am grateful for all you have provided and continue to provide. I hope others have these same moments that allow them to see your grace. I am awed! Thank you. Amen.
Friday, February 16, 2007
JUST INCASE
Just incase you forgot what I look like...
My hair is growing higher as is my knowledge,
My smile wider, with gratitude for what the creator has given me,
My memory longer, not to forget the many who have inspired me,
My soul deeper, to contain the overflow of my spirit,
My patience thicker, to withstand the wear and tear of life,
My complexion lighter, with the absence of the sun, but my heart filled with the pride of my country...JAMAICA, my land, my love.
My voice clearer to be more easily heard, but not loud enough to be overbearing,
My faith renewed to continue to believe in all, that so long I haven't seen,
AND
My legs stronger, to carry the weight of these many growing dimensions which develop me...
Just incase you forgot what I look like.
Inspired by life. Written 10:27pm by Mario Guthrie on 15/02/07
Just incase you forgot what I look like...
My hair is growing higher as is my knowledge,
My smile wider, with gratitude for what the creator has given me,
My memory longer, not to forget the many who have inspired me,
My soul deeper, to contain the overflow of my spirit,
My patience thicker, to withstand the wear and tear of life,
My complexion lighter, with the absence of the sun, but my heart filled with the pride of my country...JAMAICA, my land, my love.
My voice clearer to be more easily heard, but not loud enough to be overbearing,
My faith renewed to continue to believe in all, that so long I haven't seen,
AND
My legs stronger, to carry the weight of these many growing dimensions which develop me...
Just incase you forgot what I look like.
Inspired by life. Written 10:27pm by Mario Guthrie on 15/02/07
Tuesday, February 06, 2007
UPDATE
Hey bloggers, jus giving ya'll an update. Just went to the Reggae Ensemble...they play everything there from reggae dub to dancehall. The ensemble is worth 1 credit, but my credits are full to the brim, but i'm still gonna do it, cause there is no better reminder of home than to hear some reggae, and not jus Bob Marley (No disrespect to Uncle Bob...Oh and Happy Birthday Bob, Jamaica loves you!). I have to make a CD tonight with music i'd like to contribute. I played "Weddy Weddy Time" by Voicemail in the class, as well as Ritchie Spice "Youths are So Cold", and he liked them both. So i plan to put some Junior Gong and Tanya Stephens on the CD as well...i could put anything, there is so much. Have to give it in by tomorrow tho, so that limits me...feel free to email anything to me or suggest anything (maregut@gmail.com). The music library kinda scant inna di winta!
So that was a good experience. The lecturer is from St. Kitts, hence the Caribbean influence. He also has a Caribbean ensemble that does soca, so Caribbean music is well represented here...and the musicians actually do a good job at playing it. Nothing beats Jamaican musicians playing Jamaican music, but these guys are damn good!
Now time for my funny moment. I enter the library, and this guy from South Korea is reading. He doesn't even say good afternoon or anything. He just calls me over and asks me what a word in his novel means...almost simultaneously he asks, "Where are you from?", in a dry type of tone. I say "Jamaica", then he says, "It's ok, its's alright", almost sending me back to my seat. LOL. Mi glad mi a get ole, cah if mi did inna mi ignorant days mi woulda get hignorant! Oh the word was "TURD". So for all you English majors you go look dat up. The sad part is i was so familiar with the word, but no definition was coming to my head, so i couldn't at that time even be witty and disprove whatever was going on in his head. This is where misinterpretations is a bad thing. Homeboy probably was just frustrated and decided not to bother asking me again and figured he'd find out on his own, cuz it all happened pretty quickly OR we will hope that it is not because I'm Jamaican and we don't speak "perfect English", as i'm told i speak, which seems to be quite a novelty. At least we know what the world thinks about our English (Well some parts of the world). Of course mi jump pon mi Mac dictionary and look up turd...it would have been the perfect word to be witty with. Oh what a shame. Foe those of you like myself who did not have an immediate memory, it can be defined as A LUMP OF EXCREMENT; Often used in Golf, and also refers to someone who is obnoxiuos.
Well i'm learning to ignore TURDISH behaviour, cause only ignorant TURDS conduct themselves that way. Now i shall elevate myslef and not offend anyone. But how offensive. Now that i have blog vented again, i must say i am in such a good mental state that not even a TURD could sidetrack me, so God bless that.
Oh this blog is getting long, but if i don't talk about this i won't forgive myself. Went to this meeting yesterday..."Songwriting Club"...it was off da chain. All i have to say is dat this school have some crazy talent. CRAZY!! I had only got 2 myspace pages at the time, so i'm gonna gi dem a buss. This guys is like already signed in my books...from Scotland, and a voice like no other. He had the ladies weak, and had me speechless. he is Jonathan Carr (www.myspace.com/johnathancarr88). He's only 18, but he is AWESOME. This other guy goes by the name Deffy and you can check him out at www.myspace.com/deffymusic , and there were so many more awesome musicians. I'll continue to send you myspace links.
A good lesson i'm learning is that as a vocalist you should focus on learning songs and song words. You never know what someone might want you to sing. A good start is to make sure the songs that you like you know them inside out. One day it will pay off i assure you.
JAMAICA JAMAICA...MI LUV UNNU. PEACE!!
Hey bloggers, jus giving ya'll an update. Just went to the Reggae Ensemble...they play everything there from reggae dub to dancehall. The ensemble is worth 1 credit, but my credits are full to the brim, but i'm still gonna do it, cause there is no better reminder of home than to hear some reggae, and not jus Bob Marley (No disrespect to Uncle Bob...Oh and Happy Birthday Bob, Jamaica loves you!). I have to make a CD tonight with music i'd like to contribute. I played "Weddy Weddy Time" by Voicemail in the class, as well as Ritchie Spice "Youths are So Cold", and he liked them both. So i plan to put some Junior Gong and Tanya Stephens on the CD as well...i could put anything, there is so much. Have to give it in by tomorrow tho, so that limits me...feel free to email anything to me or suggest anything (maregut@gmail.com). The music library kinda scant inna di winta!
So that was a good experience. The lecturer is from St. Kitts, hence the Caribbean influence. He also has a Caribbean ensemble that does soca, so Caribbean music is well represented here...and the musicians actually do a good job at playing it. Nothing beats Jamaican musicians playing Jamaican music, but these guys are damn good!
Now time for my funny moment. I enter the library, and this guy from South Korea is reading. He doesn't even say good afternoon or anything. He just calls me over and asks me what a word in his novel means...almost simultaneously he asks, "Where are you from?", in a dry type of tone. I say "Jamaica", then he says, "It's ok, its's alright", almost sending me back to my seat. LOL. Mi glad mi a get ole, cah if mi did inna mi ignorant days mi woulda get hignorant! Oh the word was "TURD". So for all you English majors you go look dat up. The sad part is i was so familiar with the word, but no definition was coming to my head, so i couldn't at that time even be witty and disprove whatever was going on in his head. This is where misinterpretations is a bad thing. Homeboy probably was just frustrated and decided not to bother asking me again and figured he'd find out on his own, cuz it all happened pretty quickly OR we will hope that it is not because I'm Jamaican and we don't speak "perfect English", as i'm told i speak, which seems to be quite a novelty. At least we know what the world thinks about our English (Well some parts of the world). Of course mi jump pon mi Mac dictionary and look up turd...it would have been the perfect word to be witty with. Oh what a shame. Foe those of you like myself who did not have an immediate memory, it can be defined as A LUMP OF EXCREMENT; Often used in Golf, and also refers to someone who is obnoxiuos.
Well i'm learning to ignore TURDISH behaviour, cause only ignorant TURDS conduct themselves that way. Now i shall elevate myslef and not offend anyone. But how offensive. Now that i have blog vented again, i must say i am in such a good mental state that not even a TURD could sidetrack me, so God bless that.
Oh this blog is getting long, but if i don't talk about this i won't forgive myself. Went to this meeting yesterday..."Songwriting Club"...it was off da chain. All i have to say is dat this school have some crazy talent. CRAZY!! I had only got 2 myspace pages at the time, so i'm gonna gi dem a buss. This guys is like already signed in my books...from Scotland, and a voice like no other. He had the ladies weak, and had me speechless. he is Jonathan Carr (www.myspace.com/johnathancarr88). He's only 18, but he is AWESOME. This other guy goes by the name Deffy and you can check him out at www.myspace.com/deffymusic , and there were so many more awesome musicians. I'll continue to send you myspace links.
A good lesson i'm learning is that as a vocalist you should focus on learning songs and song words. You never know what someone might want you to sing. A good start is to make sure the songs that you like you know them inside out. One day it will pay off i assure you.
JAMAICA JAMAICA...MI LUV UNNU. PEACE!!
Thursday, February 01, 2007
NOT ENOUGH
Not black enough
Not white enough
Not tall enough
Not short enough
Not patois enough
Not English enough
Not Westmoreland enough
Not Jamaican enough
Not sharp enough
Not flat enough
Not R&B enough
Not reggae enough
Not fat enough
Not slim enough
Not him enough
Not her enough
Not woman enough
Not man enough
Not gay enough
Not straight enough
Not nice enough
Not mean enough
Not here enough
Not there enough
Not smart enough
But definitely dumb enough
To think that you're not enough
Be enough
Be more than enough
Talk enough
Smile enough
Exercise enough
Do enough
Do more than enough
Eat enough
Dance enough
Don't be nuff
Love nuff nuff
Never let anyone make you feel like you're not enough. This is Mario's public service announcement for the day. Inspired by the statement "But you don't seem Jamaican", and "You don't sound Jamaican", and all the others throughout the years of my life. Always therapeutic to blog vent. Peace. And i'm ALL good. I know i'm enough!
Not black enough
Not white enough
Not tall enough
Not short enough
Not patois enough
Not English enough
Not Westmoreland enough
Not Jamaican enough
Not sharp enough
Not flat enough
Not R&B enough
Not reggae enough
Not fat enough
Not slim enough
Not him enough
Not her enough
Not woman enough
Not man enough
Not gay enough
Not straight enough
Not nice enough
Not mean enough
Not here enough
Not there enough
Not smart enough
But definitely dumb enough
To think that you're not enough
Be enough
Be more than enough
Talk enough
Smile enough
Exercise enough
Do enough
Do more than enough
Eat enough
Dance enough
Don't be nuff
Love nuff nuff
Never let anyone make you feel like you're not enough. This is Mario's public service announcement for the day. Inspired by the statement "But you don't seem Jamaican", and "You don't sound Jamaican", and all the others throughout the years of my life. Always therapeutic to blog vent. Peace. And i'm ALL good. I know i'm enough!
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