Destiny’s Child Does Not = Gansta!

(9:27 A.M. – 9:51 P.M. US Central Time/Thursday/Home)

[imood mood at time of entry: ok]

I don’t know who started lying first, but Michelle, Kelly, Beyonce, Destiny’s Child is not “gansta.” I was mildly impressed with “Lose My Breath”. It was definitely a bit of a change from Destiny’s Child’s usual offerings. It was provacative and gave the appearance of teen-aged girls, who had grown into sexually aware women. But by the time I heard snippets of the lastest single “Soldier”, any attractive qualities that “Breath” had set up for the lastest album (Destiny Fulfilled) has all but fled. If this is what the fulfillment of one’s ‘destiny’ entails, I think The Fates should review their choice. That, or Destiny/T.F. are not to blame at all, and the industry people around Destiny’s Child are just making the girls look bad. If this is the case, it is them who should be slapped for this awful song.

Gone are the days, it seems, that Destiny’s Child put out pretty good songs that one could dance to. Every single off of the previous albums turned into hits of some sort. Then to hear this trash with DC’s name on it makes me sick. How did these girls go from being pleasantly “Bootylicious” and loving it, to being trashy “ghetto” types? I don’t know, but someone should have re-thought the single.

In other bits of me news, I walked to the library not far from my house yesterday (Wednesday, December 1, 2004). The walk was long, cold, and painful. And yes, always in that same order. I got so fed up with my slow computer that I just up and walked the 2.5 miles to the library, and then walked those same 2.5. miles back home aftder staying for only an hour and half. I am sore, and can barely move now. Thank you exercise!

I am quite glad that I went actually. I found two quarters, which I just love, because they were simply laying there on the sidewalk waiting to be picked up. But the walk home held a sight that matched the whole quarters thing. As I walked down the sidewalk in front of the strip that houses the library, I gazed out over the parking lot as is my custom. I watched people running to their vehicles to get out the cold weather (The High was something like 55 degrees here yesterday) and still vechiles seemingly hauching down against the biting wind. As my eyes followed the people’s paths, they were caught on an intriguing swirl of bright yellow.

When I spotted the yellow swirl, I thought it was sparks of a fire. I wondered why no one was attempting to put it out. I debated doing something myself, until I looked at the ‘sparks’ closer. It was then that I realized they were leaves, and not sparks at all. The movement and coloring were so spot on that even now the mesmerizng swoop and curls of the leaves around one another has me slightly in disbelief that they were truly leaves at all.

Lastly, here’s a quiz I found in eriklebeau’s (on LiveJournal) journal.

It does make me wonder what the other astrological sign traits I display, since, I did not get a 100% Cancer return. Hrmm. . .

Danielle

You are 87% Cancer

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2 Comments

  1. Shoot, I’m still trying to figure out how any one that sits and around drinks Cristal like water can even start to talk about ghetto in music. You know? They lived a pretty sheltered life their whole life so they can’t even draw on past experience.

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