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Holdin my head up high

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About Me



My Name is Noelani.
People call me Noelle, No, Nolie, etc.
I'm passionate about food and music.
I speak 3 languages.
Death has looked upon me 3 times.
I write poetry everyday.
I own every Michael Jackson ablum.
I have 3 jobs.
I have 15 nieces and nephews, but no kids yet!
I only watch oldschool cartoons, and Dora.
I am Cuban, Samoan, and Jamaican.
I have 2 tattoos and 15 piercings.
I'm a movie fanatic, and I remember quotes.
Interracial is the way!
I brush my teeth 5 times a day. I shine!
I kickbox and have a blue belt in Shotokan
Karate.
I love kids.
I have strong opinions.
I'm a gogo dancer, not a stripper.
I live in San Jose but am in So.Cal
temporarily.
I've lost both my father and fiancee is the past 6
months.
Love and Respect!

I Have A Big Head And Little Arms

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I'd like to meet:

A man that will hold me down.
A man that cares what kind of wedding cake we have.
A man that would take me to meet his mama.
A man that would look at another chick and know that what he has is better.
A man that will make me complete.

My Blog

UPDATE !

For those of you who care, yes I have been a little absent lately. My mom has been in the hospital for a while now. She is a cancer survivor, recently diagnosed with another form of cancer. She is def...
Posted by on Thu, 30 Aug 2007 10:51:00 GMT

Another angel on my side..

So about 15 minutes ago I got word that a good friend of mine was killed. Randomly shot while driving home from work at about 2am. This man was the best friend of my late fiancee, Eddie. He was one of...
Posted by on Thu, 16 Aug 2007 14:49:00 GMT

It could happen to you

STORY:In the summer of 1986, Morrow, 23, learned that Woodmore, then 18, planned to end the relationship. On Aug. 13, they argued at Morrow's South-Central home. He hit Woodmore numerous times, shoved...
Posted by on Wed, 08 Aug 2007 10:24:00 GMT

It bleeds

(not meant to rhyme, deal with it)I remember the first day of schoolAnd I'd have my pencil and paper readyEventually I discovered the purpose of a penMy pen bleeds on paper, as I bleed into this world...
Posted by on Mon, 06 Aug 2007 09:43:00 GMT

It is

It is a quarter past 1 as I like awakeI search my mind for a feelingIn my mind there is the thought that at any moment I could breakAnd that leaves my insides reelingSince I took my first stepAnd I ga...
Posted by on Thu, 02 Aug 2007 20:42:00 GMT

Paralyzed.

So I read something today that interested me. It was about a woman who, through a freak accident, became paralyzed. Doctors said she would never be able to walk again, yet 3 years to the day of her ac...
Posted by on Thu, 02 Aug 2007 08:33:00 GMT

I am a Survivor

I am not a "Black woman,"I am a survivor.I don't do or think anything as a color,I am too many hues in one.I am not "just another irresponsible twenty-something,"I am a survivor.I create my own path,I...
Posted by on Tue, 31 Jul 2007 11:28:00 GMT

Dream Come True

For those of you who know me and speak to me on a regular basis, you know my mom's situation. She has cancer which has been bouncing in and out of remission for the last year or so. There has been one...
Posted by on Sun, 22 Jul 2007 21:03:00 GMT

I'm not done, I'm just getting started.

I've bled enough blood to supply our nation's hospitalsI've cried enough tears to mourn a thousand deathsI refuse to believe that I'm the only one in this world that is hospitableI cannot be one in a ...
Posted by on Tue, 10 Jul 2007 16:38:00 GMT

Living This Life

A part of my soul always seems to be missing,The piece essential for further growth,But I realize the concept that I keep living,As if when I was born, I took on an oath. A promise to not only continu...
Posted by on Mon, 26 Feb 2007 09:49:00 GMT