Saturday, September 10, 2011
Tuesday, August 16, 2011
The Heart Of Love Radio Show with G. Wright 08/16 by G Wright | Blog Talk Radio
The Heart Of Love Radio Show with G. Wright 08/16 by G Wright | Blog Talk Radio
The songs played tonight have touched my heart and helped healed my spirit.
The songs played tonight have touched my heart and helped healed my spirit.
Saturday, August 13, 2011
2001...WE THE BEST!!!
For my 20th post, I'm posting this mix by my friend DJ Lil Elle in honor of 10years out of high school. This mix made me remember the good moments of high school. Thx Elle.
It's my reunion this weekend...it's fun seeing folks I have seen since graduation.
It's my reunion this weekend...it's fun seeing folks I have seen since graduation.
Monday, July 11, 2011
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
ADD and Me
This is in response to a post from a ADD website I made on June 28, 2011:
My Story
I, too have a similar life line, except I was diagnosed in my early 20s. Discovering I have ADD, first by myself (I’m studying Social Sciences) and soon after confirmed by doctors, I made sure I looked into my campus services. For example, I was put in touch with Disability Support Services and they informed me of the services offered, if any. The referred me to the campus Psychologist and she and my regular Psychiatrist became sort of a tag team for me; this was because I also work.
In grade school, I was the “smart girl”, really, this is how people (students, parents, and teachers alike) would refer to me. Not that I’m saying people call me dumb now, but my intelligence was better proven in those years. I was a Talented And Gifted (TAG) student and always was at least a grade level above in classes. I played piano, danced and maintained my grades. Nowadays, I sometimes just feel dumb.
I find it necessary to compartmentalize my life (Work, School, Church, family etc) and try not to blur the lines too much, or it seems as if my life is like an ABC piece of gum (yucky). I am not on meds- I use dance, yoga and some water exercises to calm my nerves and center my train of thought along with other coping mechanisms. I see a counselor regularly and try to maintain some sort of a routine (I don’t have a cow when it doesn’t end up as planned... well…not too much).
How I Cope...
I make lists, using pen and paper, and literally cross items off as I complete them; I sometimes make one of what I done, like a reverse to do list-surprisingly this helps too.
I also set up a reward system for my day, or when I need to complete a certain task-including studying. The rewards aren’t like $$$ or even a new pair of shoes, it’s more like the following:
At work:
When a task, a portion of a project is complete or I’ve been working consistently for say, 45minutes… my treat is a walk around the office to get a piece of candy off a co workers desk.
…a glass of water
…I may actually take a break and walk around the block, make a phone call, send a personal email, read an online paper, playing a round of online Scrabble, etc.
…Facebook
…Twitter ( @Blk_Thumbelina)…etc
In the Classroom
In terms of my coursework – and it’s helped me at work as well- I had to realize my learning style. I’m more of a audio-tactile. I find writing down what is heard or needed to be remembered (this is how I get to “touch” the info) helps. When studying, my tutor, mother, friend or even I would read aloud directly from the textbooks, and study guides while I took notes or made index cards. Depending on the class subject, I may ask the professor I can record the lecture, if not already done so via the class or the university Disability Support Services.
Most important:
My Story
I, too have a similar life line, except I was diagnosed in my early 20s. Discovering I have ADD, first by myself (I’m studying Social Sciences) and soon after confirmed by doctors, I made sure I looked into my campus services. For example, I was put in touch with Disability Support Services and they informed me of the services offered, if any. The referred me to the campus Psychologist and she and my regular Psychiatrist became sort of a tag team for me; this was because I also work.
In grade school, I was the “smart girl”, really, this is how people (students, parents, and teachers alike) would refer to me. Not that I’m saying people call me dumb now, but my intelligence was better proven in those years. I was a Talented And Gifted (TAG) student and always was at least a grade level above in classes. I played piano, danced and maintained my grades. Nowadays, I sometimes just feel dumb.
I find it necessary to compartmentalize my life (Work, School, Church, family etc) and try not to blur the lines too much, or it seems as if my life is like an ABC piece of gum (yucky). I am not on meds- I use dance, yoga and some water exercises to calm my nerves and center my train of thought along with other coping mechanisms. I see a counselor regularly and try to maintain some sort of a routine (I don’t have a cow when it doesn’t end up as planned... well…not too much).
How I Cope...
I make lists, using pen and paper, and literally cross items off as I complete them; I sometimes make one of what I done, like a reverse to do list-surprisingly this helps too.
I also set up a reward system for my day, or when I need to complete a certain task-including studying. The rewards aren’t like $$$ or even a new pair of shoes, it’s more like the following:
At work:
When a task, a portion of a project is complete or I’ve been working consistently for say, 45minutes… my treat is a walk around the office to get a piece of candy off a co workers desk.
…a glass of water
…I may actually take a break and walk around the block, make a phone call, send a personal email, read an online paper, playing a round of online Scrabble, etc.
…Twitter ( @Blk_Thumbelina)…etc
In the Classroom
In terms of my coursework – and it’s helped me at work as well- I had to realize my learning style. I’m more of a audio-tactile. I find writing down what is heard or needed to be remembered (this is how I get to “touch” the info) helps. When studying, my tutor, mother, friend or even I would read aloud directly from the textbooks, and study guides while I took notes or made index cards. Depending on the class subject, I may ask the professor I can record the lecture, if not already done so via the class or the university Disability Support Services.
Most important:
DON’T BEAT YOURSELF UP. REWARD YOUR TRIUMPHS AND LEARN FROM YOUR MISTAKES. ASK FOR HELP ALWAYS (just for back-up).
Monday, June 20, 2011
My Truth About Cats and Dogs
This is from a note I wrote Oct 30, 2010...thought I should share.
My cousin recently posted a comment regarding a loathed individual running like a bitch (female dog), and it got my wheels turning. Not too many female dogs I’ve encountered would run off when confronted; they’d more or less attack first- even the yappers. No offense to dog owners (as this is not the case for all dogs) but some dogs are too stupid to back down, always on the ready for something. I find this both a blessing and a curse.
This, the running off, is more like a response of a cat…a pussy [cat]. Though I generally admire cats for their independence, reflexes and balance, cats are scared of most confrontation. Dangling keys, porch lights, a stick moved by the wind, change of any sort…hence the term scaredy cat. Reconsider your animal metaphors when allocating insults.
This is what goes through my head in the early mornings…let’s just be glad my finger is still a little sore and I got tired of typing…otherwise, I’d probably do research…yeah I’m a nerd like that…
My cousin recently posted a comment regarding a loathed individual running like a bitch (female dog), and it got my wheels turning. Not too many female dogs I’ve encountered would run off when confronted; they’d more or less attack first- even the yappers. No offense to dog owners (as this is not the case for all dogs) but some dogs are too stupid to back down, always on the ready for something. I find this both a blessing and a curse.
This, the running off, is more like a response of a cat…a pussy [cat]. Though I generally admire cats for their independence, reflexes and balance, cats are scared of most confrontation. Dangling keys, porch lights, a stick moved by the wind, change of any sort…hence the term scaredy cat. Reconsider your animal metaphors when allocating insults.
This is what goes through my head in the early mornings…let’s just be glad my finger is still a little sore and I got tired of typing…otherwise, I’d probably do research…yeah I’m a nerd like that…
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