Boy sees girl.
Boy notices girl’s eyes.
Boy thinks no more about girl.
Girl turns up again.
Girl sees boy.
Girl notices boy’s smile.
Boy meets girl.
Boy and girl click.
Boy and girl talk all night.
Girl and boy smile all night.
Girl and boy say farewell.
Girl leaves boy.
Boy thinks of girl.
Girl thinks of boy.
Boy searches for girl.
Boy writes girl.
Girl smiles.
Boy and girl talk.
Boy and girl share.
Boy and girl become friends.
Girl and boy draw closer.
Girl turns up again.
Girl and boy keep talking.
Boy and girl kiss.
Boy and girl hearts stop.
Boy and girl happy.

Yeah boy! Headed to Tobago last weekend with a group organized by Stumps from All Stars. Had to leave class early on Friday since the boat was meant to leave at 4. Travelled down in to town and made it to the port for 3 as I was told to. Of course, most of the group wasn’t there yet and then the boat left late. But we were on the “fast” ferry so the trip was only about 2 hours long.

Can’t say I saw much of Tobago (not sure how much there is to see). But it was a good weekend, reasonably good weather (at least in the day), plenty liming and chilling and drinking - in the pool till 4am on Friday. Saturday was more of the same though I held off on the drinking till after dark. Sunday we hit the beach which was cool, then it was back on the boat for Trinidad. Unfortunately this time was the slow trip (5 hours), though I guess it worked for those of us looking to sleep.

So here I am back in the land of books and classes. Dreaming of my next Tobago run.

Recently read a post on fears. It contained a pretty long list. I had to admit I shared a few. My list looks more or less like this:

• fear of ending up alone - never getting married, having kids
• fear of dying
• fear of never finding my true purpose in life
• fear of losing my family

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So went my weekend of release:

Bomb warning: Ended up not boozing on Friday as intended/hoped. Did go run some errands with the sister, spent some quality time choosing shower curtains.

The fascinating thing was when we went to the Tacarigua punch lady. Now this is apparently quite an experience, not to be missed. We were just getting fruit punches, but the braver heart ones go for a real punch. The even braver will go for “the bomb” which combines the various ingredients into a concoction guaranteed to ….. not sure I wanna know, eh? (more…)

• paint my toenails
• see a movie
• lime a panyard without my books
• clear my bed of books
• read my friends’ blogs
• go out for food
• read a novel
• buy film for my camera
• do any B&W shooting

But it is now over!! I did my exam yesterday - 3 hours, 3 essays, 13 pages - and handed in my beautiful (if I do say so myself) 42-page business plan this afternoon. Now I have a 3 day weekend (Monday is a holiday!!) to rest, relax, get drunk and clear my head of all thoughts of popular culture as a contested space, differentiating features of cultural industries and the role of copyright in developing cultural industries (those were my exam questions). (more…)

Sometimes we get a glimpse
Of what life could have been
The things we might have had
If we’d taken the path never seen
But the choices we made then
Led to the person we are
So how then can we know
Where we’d have gone or how far
The life we now know
Colours the way that we see
The dreams that we want
May never actually be
So if we’d taken that path
At which we now glance
We might not have encountered
The joy of life’s second chance

Oh wow!! I have never studied this hard in my entire life!!! The plus side is that it shows that for once I actually care about how I do. The down side, well, this morning I came up for air after being in my apartment studying pretty much since Friday evening (let’s not try to calculate those hours). (more…)

Even when the heart is strong and the path is clear, the flowers on the side will draw the eye. I have always maintained that home is where I belong, sweet Jamaica. And that is still where my heart lies. All the things I learn about developing arts and culture, managing cultural enterprises, it’s always in my head as being applied in Jamaica. BUT …. I am tempted. (more…)

Amusing sight:
Last week Sunday’s ComPANion sports day which saw 9 steelbands coming together in friendly competition (no pan allowed) including tug-of-war, mini football games and a talent show.

Amazing sight:
The entry from the Defence Force in the talent show mentioned above — 2 drummers who played like they each had 4 hands. The grand climax = Dead or Alive!! Who knew drums could play melody like that!?!? Incredible!!

Relief-filled sight:
Seeing the last page of yet another project/report/essay/assignment print without error the morning it is due (or even a day early).

Fun-filled sight:
Last night’s steelband street parade to close the WeBeat festival in St. James. Maybe about 15 bands and their followers chipping along the Western Main road at 1am. Gotta love this country!!

Disturbing sight:
A group of young boys (all pre-teen to young teens I think) that I thought were innocently playing in the street this afternoon who turned out to be in the middle of an altercation with a young man on campus which started with cricket ball-throwing which then turned into glass bottle tossing with poor me in the middle of it.

I am definitely happy with my current life choice. There is no questioning that - I am enjoying my classes so much so that 3 hours passes before I realize it, I don’t mind being in class all day, with all the assignments and projects and reading I am under constant pressure but I am having fun, I am having enthusiastic, spirited discussions about the virtues of various art forms and definitions of culture, actually sounding intelligent (was never able to do that about I.T., I just didn’t care enough). I could continue but I think you get the idea. (more…)