Monday, 29 June 2009
Friday, 26 June 2009
Soon I'll wake up from this. . .

Michael Jackson was a musical genius from the way he danced and had everyone wonder how he did that lean from smooth criminal to the way he sang, you could feel the passion.
I Couldn't sleep last night I was in a debate with my boyfriend as to why I was sad. He explained he was just like any regular dude, see theres the thing. . he really wasnt. I cant think of anyone who had such a BIG musical influence on people of today, from Usher, Ne-yo, Justin Timberlake, Ciara, Chris Brown etc. HE had the whole package. I remember when I was like 6 or 7 and my uncle used to come around to our house with his tapes we just keep dancing to his songs.. . I'm sure it was the same for everyone. I'm a fan of quality music videos and he had some of the best directed videos ever. Here are a couple.
Scream- Michael Jackson && Janet Jackson
Thriller
Black or White
There are more vidoes I'd love to put up but sadly YouTube wont let me :(.
We love you Michael your music will NEVER be forgotten, but carry on to live through us. May you rest in peace.xxx
Monday, 22 June 2009
I am a Christian-Maya Angelou
I'm not shouting "I'm clean livin'."
I'm whispering "I was lost,
Now I'm found and forgiven."
When I say... "I am a Christian"
I don't speak of this with pride.
I'm confessing that I stumble
and need Christ to be my guide.
When I say... "I am a Christian"
I'm not trying to be strong.
I'm professing that I'm weak
And need His strength to carry on.
When I say... "I am a Christian"
I'm not bragging of success.
I'm admitting I have failed
And need God to clean my mess.
When I say... "I am a Christian"
I'm not claiming to be perfect,
My flaws are far too visible
But, God believes I am worth it.
When I say... "I am a Christian"
I still feel the sting of pain.
I have my share of heartaches
So I call upon His name.
When I say... "I am a Christian"
I'm not holier than thou,
I'm just a simple sinner
Who received God's good grace, somehow!
Wednesday, 17 June 2009
London Girl(s)
50 Cent-London Girl
Kid Cudi-London Girls
Saturday, 6 June 2009
Thursday, 4 June 2009
Wale-Family Affair
I dont even know what to say. . but goosebumps Wale came hard and the video was perfect.
Pictures from last night
What Defines a waste man?
I had been meaning to start a new youtube channel with my friend who now co-hosts with me. I'm happy we finally started this channel via YouTube. Look out for more. . hope you enjoyed this one.
Wednesday, 27 May 2009
Monroe for a day?
Monday, 25 May 2009
Lets clear this up . .
“Dami Olonisakin’s been saying she “doesn’t care bout Baby P”, (boy tortured & murdered by his mother & her boyfriend (London)) THAT IT IS NORMAL IN AFRICA!!! It makes me ashamed of my heritage. As a friend of hers please let her know this isn’t OK.”

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From this you can see I said nothing about not caring about baby p or sayin this was "normal" but instead you can see the insanity. He went on to calling Africa a country -_- dont he just make you wanna slap somebody? I said he was racist cus he told me to go to the nearest airport and go back to Africa, like to say I'm not even a citizen of this country. Now hes got his fans spamming my friends via Facebook which is quite sad since I have over 100 friends there, so that must have taken time. . he was also whining about me showing the these screenshots and selling them to the newspapers. . hun not even local newspapers care about this let alone national. . . smh. . needless to say he took this to the next level when he decided to post my number on a fake twitter account and have people call me . . www.twitter.com/rochellesket youd think a star such as himself would have no time on his hands. . .
ps dappy you're making me famous.
Monday, 18 May 2009
Trust me?
I trust you because you inspired this poem. Trust me?
Trust isn’t given its earned I know. Earned like the gross that you’ve given me in such little time and we didn’t work that hard let’s not make that deduction yet cus It was natural, you trust me and in faith I trust you.
I trust you because you understand my notions, even if we disagree. Trust me?
Fuck those who said trust no one apart from yourself, their pessimism is from the hurt they went through, from the door they went through the step they went through the landing and support they didn’t get through. . .
I trust you because you respect me and admittedly that’s hard to find in guys,
they’re so quick to drop their jeans by their side but you rather know me out and inside.
In so little time you slowly gained my trust,
although this started out with lust. Trust me? Because I trust you.
Trust, a release of feelings within you share but rarely exchange because of the lack of trust,
it’s weird because with us it’s a must it was easy for us. It was easy for me.
I trust you because we unravel things together, things I wouldn’t unravel with others, unravelling, unscrambling, untying. . . Its all done with you.
Do you see my point? Understand my point? At least feel my point? Trust me?
Because to be honest there aren’t that many people I can share my past with, I’d rather not. Is it bad that you gradually gained that spot?
