Kanye Alert System

I need a Kanye alert system. I’m forever getting messages from people and emails and comments saying, “Did you see Kanye on xyz?” I immediately get pissed off because I didn’t even know that Kanye was going to be on.

My friend Kim just called me while I was on my lunchbreak. She just got back from two weeks in Chicago after she had a breast reduction.

“Girl, are you home?”
“Yeah, I’m home,” I respond with a smirk. “But guess who’s power went out this morning?”
“Stop playin!” she gasps.
“Not even dude.”
“Damn girl, I was gonna tell you that yo man is on BET right now doing an interview.”
“AWW, HELL NAW!!!”

My power’s out and I can’t even watch Kanye! Damn. I gotta figure out a way to get advance notice of his shows, or maybe next year I’ll look into that TIVO thing. I don’t know anyone who has it though. I wonder how much it costs.

“Does he look good?” I ask Kim.
“I guess,” she says with a laugh. “He’s talking about his new video.”
“Turn it up so I can hear it.”

She does.

I’m not a fanatic. Or am I? I just happen to think about him more than most people. I’ve had four dreams about him. The first one was freaky. he..he… In the second one, he treated me like I was a groupie. I was so upset.

I don’t think I’d like to meet him actually. Who am I kidding? I think I admire him more because he never gave up. That means so much to me. Ruby put it eloquently: successful people have one thing in common, resilience.

Sometimes I feel like people don’t feel me. Like they don’t hear me. Like they don’t recognize who I am.

~Standing on top of my desk and announcing to my co-workers~
Excuse me EVERYONE!!! I know that I make copies for a living right now, but you’d better be nice to me, because one day you’ll be asking ME for a donation.

But Kanye, he didn’t care. He knew who he was and what he was sent here to do and it came to pass.

I want my sons to be like that. When I look at Kanye I see my sons and I hope for bright futures for both of them. I want them to accept themselves ‘as is’. I know it’s rough when you don’t fit in. When you’re not what’s ‘hot’ and you don’t click with the majority, but think about the true genius’s in our history. All of them were considered strange, nerdy or in some cases, crazy.

I’m not a stiff young professional. I’m not a street chick. I don’t live in the mall. I’m not all pop culture savvy. I’m not a goth kid or a tech kid or a future investment banker. All I am is a goofy chick with a dream of one day living lovely and smiling for a living.

I think I’m crazy sometimes.

I guess we’ll see how crazy.

Dream big! Then make it bigger! Then do something about it!

See what happens…