Saturday, May 30, 2009

Terminator Salvation Movie Review Spoiler Alert...

Whaddup,

As my readers might know I love movies and I've been having a good time so far with all these spectacular blockbusters that have been good so far. But sure enough there comes along a tack in my shoe. I am in no way pleased with what has happened to Terminator Salvation, Arnold must be turning over in his jacuzzi or whatever... See my review below in two parts.. yes I was that pissed...

Click here for Part 1 and Part 2 here.



Mamachel

Wednesday, May 27, 2009

Pretty Ricky Controversy!!

Howdy,

You know the other day Spectacular came out with a video on the internet. And I'm not gonna like that shit caught me off guard. I kept getting disturbing flashbacks all through out my workday. And I've been thinking of how I'd put my feelings into words but Alas sometimes you have to let another writer put those thoughts together so take it away Ms. Jia:

Saturday, May 16, 2009

Nah Let you in... Jamaican Humour




A RASTAMAN WENT TO VISIT AN OLD FAMILY FRIEND.

RASTAMAN KNOCK PON DI DOOR AND SMADDY INSIDE SEH: " A WHO DAT"?


THE RASTAMAN SAID:


" I AND I,

JAH RASTAFARI,

KING OF KINGS,

LORD OF LORD:

CONQUERING LION OF THE TRIBE OF JUDAH,

SON OF HAILE SELASSIE I"


THE PERSON INSIDE REPLIED: "A ME ONE DEY YAH, AN MI NAH OPEN DE DOOR

FI SO MUCH AH OONU".


Blessed Love,


Mamachel

Friday, May 15, 2009

Till It's Gone


Hey,

I'm a lover of quotes and if anyone is familiar with the Jamaican culture then you know that proverbs (folk sayings) are passed down from generation to generation. they can be amusing and they can speak alot of truth.
Tonight I want to focus on one universal saying "You don't know what you've got till its gone". This statement can be applied to any situation some of my long time readers will remember the Mamachel stranded days when i had no car. I surely missed the comforts of my cars in those days. On more somber note there have definitely been time (mothers day) when I really miss my mom. Not, that my step-mom is not great but I miss my mommy nonetheless. Shamefully I remember arguments that seem so trivial now when I didn't want her as my mom. What I'd give to re-do those days.
I wish I had her guidance especially when I'm in another situation of loss. What would her point-of view be on my relationship or lack there of. And the feeling that "Whoops, mamachel you might can't fix this one" what would she say? Would she tell me to fight for what I want or sum it up to experience. Yes, sometimes you never know what you've got till its gone but it's even worse when things are lost because of something that you've done. This leads me to another saying "Hindsight is 20/20". How many of you if you could turn back the hands of time wouldn't do what you did. (is that sentence even grammatically correct?).

But let's talk the truth. We move on and we break up and we tell ourselves that it's the best. But how many of you would have rather not have to have broken up or let something go to know the true value?

Mamachel Question of the week:

Can we really know the true value of something without losing it?

Blessed Love,

Mamachel

Tuesday, May 12, 2009

Life Happened to You

Howdy Ya'll,

I have been in the process of moving... boy that can be so stressful but while cleaning up I found something that I wrote in 2001. I read it and got goose bumps, it was a much needed reminder of how long and how much I've had a love affair with writing. And where my talents really lay. I hope you enjoy.



I see niggers with the determination to destroy a nation
Then backtrack from their own creations and then blame the frustration and isolation they faced against good.
How come some know to be and other should?

Some get twenty to life. Now your misunderstood?
Let me give you comprehension... Ease the motherfucking tension you knew consequences and set your path from your first detention.
Why'd you reach the penitentiary and then implore me to empathize, sympathize to your lies?
Continue the game, we are not the same and yes, its a shame that your dreams did not come through.
But you fucked up then life happened to you.

Seeking medication with each woman you find, hoping the nana will ease your mind, pause the present and press rewind
To when times were better, the days before eviction letters, and welfare cheques, your baby modda audibly fret if you coming home tonight
Big mama praying you'd see the light

Back up before the night that deal didn't go through ...When you fuck up then life happened to you

Misconstrue the meaning of my words. No one wants to be a caged bird. But before you fly you must grow up. Its impossible to survive not giving a fuck. Or you'll be stuck reminiscing on the real you who fucked up but still made dreams come through

Friday, May 01, 2009

Say What Now?

Hi All,

This is going to be a short one. Now I'm not one to look at the magazines or to click on dating advice columns. I'm a firm believer that if you've read at least five Cosmopolitan Magazines then you ain't gonna see nothing new. Alas, idleness would have me click on a yahoo article and while I'm sure the writer has good intentions in mind I cant help but say with all due respect #4 is absolute rubbish. Jamaicans have a saying, "Every hoe have have ddem stick a bush" meaning "There's someone for everyone". So how you dress will affect who likes the way you dress. CHANGING how you dress is exactly the opposite of what you should do. If you dress in purple and green tye dye all your life there is someone out there that will appreciate that. If you like to show all your legs or boobs or armpits. There is someone out there that likes that also.

So in this aspect I beg to disagree. Cause At the end of the day the article should have said "Dress for yourself, only then can you be truly comfortable and confident." This confidence will then resonate and draw your true match. Someone who can appreciate your sense of style".


See article here:
http://dating.personals.yahoo.com/singles/datingtips/88099/dating-advice-5-traits-that-bag-a-boyfriend

True to myself,

Mamachel