Where Are You??!!??

A heart wide open
A whole unfilled
I need you here
We had a deal

The night is barren
So empty without love
The days seem dead
With no heavens above

Where have you gone
I had you in my hands
As I released my grip
I noticed your spot

Some may think I'm talking about love but I'm not. I'm talking about hope. Where has it gone? Why don't people believe anymore? Its so easy to say "its not meant for me. Its not my time." Says who? Go and get what you want. Believe, stand up, and take that step. I don't see it in the eyes of my people anymore. Please don't give up. Be that dentist. Be that doctor. Be that singer. Be that chef. Be FREE.

The Good Old Days

Hey loves, its been a minute huh? I was kinda busy tryna sing for everyone. My post today is dedicated to the good old days. Ugh I miss being a child. I miss the security of knowing that if all fails, I can go to my mother, father, or someone "Big and Strong." Yall remember that? Thinking that everyone was big and strong because you were little and fragile? I miss Bombpops (red white and blue icey) I miss having the whole summer off from EVERYTHING. I miss playing double dutch. I miss being able to play outside untill the streetlights. I miss sucking my teeth when my mother called me inside. OMG I miss wearing Jordans on Monday to school just once to show you had em. I miss JHS days with my bestie Riyya A'isha. Aww man, this girl was so crazy. I remember sitting indian-style in the gym while her fast ass told us all about sex. Ha ha yall shoulda been there to hear us all go "ooooo ahhhhhh" all wide-eyed as hell. I miss that. Life is amazing now though, I cant lie about that. Even still, I miss those days where I would come home from school, go straight to sleep, and wake up when Im good and gotdamn ready. Now, I do the cooking, cleaning, school, work, music, blog, bestfriend, homegirl jobs all at once. This post is dedicated to my best friend. So many years have gone by where we lost contact, so many words werent said, so many secrets werent discussed but SHARIYYA A'ISHA AMIN, I love you from now to next never and back. I swear she the only chick I laugh at and with all day. Check her blog JustRiyya.blogspot.com and tell her Mycki loves her.

Is That Too Much To Ask?

Well first off, let me start by saying Happy Fathers Day! I'm not gonna get caught up in explaining the difference between a "sperm donor" and a "father" because if I have to explain it, then ummm I think you know which category you belong to. Anyway, please can you read on? Thank you. See how I did that? I said "please" and "thank you" without losing my breath. Is that too much to ask? Well lemme tell u why I'm mad. Its Fathers Day and I called my dad to say it and he didn't even say thank you. I don't OWE you thanks. Your SUPPOSED to be a good father. I'm just being grateful. Is saying THANK YOU too much to ask? Once again, this is real talk, no pics
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The One Behind The Page

Diggin my new layout? Thanks Riyya! Check her blog! JustRiyya.blogspot.com. Anyway, me! The one behind the page! Let's say I'm diverse..really I am! I'm shy but outspoken, fearless but timid, carefree but as serious as a heartattack...so that's why I'm blogging again about me! Today, I feel closer to my dream than ever before! Yesterday I sang @ a little show and I felt it..that love..deep..intense, commanding love.. The crowd loved me and I had a surprise visitor! Shouts to D-Tor! Yall check the boy out cuz he's Niiiiiice (Fab Voice)..This year has been the best year of my life. Hands down. Period no commas. This is dedicated to you. Each and every person who ever believed, who ever supported, who ever picked me up when I fell, whoever wiped my tears, just all of you. Sincerely, JuzLik3Muzik.
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It Isnt Your Journey

Hola mi amigos! Whats new? Im back and as usual, Im talking about something Ive learned. I can do that cant I? I mean, it is my blog lol. Na but this is for yall. I think this is important. Guess what, sometimes what didnt/doesnt happen is more important than what does/will happen. Lemme explain. When I was younger (11-12) I used to say "Monica got signed at 13 so I got a year left" When I turned 17 I used to say " Okay Christina Aguilera started at 18 so I got time." What I didnt realize was that it wasnt part of MY journey. Through all the non-believers, haters, unsupportive friends, and obstacles, I thought it was supposed to happen the way it did for someone else. Na it wasnt part of the non-believers journey to support me- the lesson in that is for them to find out. The haters, ehh theyre just haters on their journey to haterville. The unsupportive friends are all in their own lives, learning their own thing. My journey is my everyday living. Every step I take musically is a part of MY journey. I cant stop for you (whomever you may be) because your journey just may not cross paths with mine. So this is to EVERYONE. Dont get mad if they arent there, if they dont care, or if they hate. They are on their journey in life. You may walk parallel with them for a while but there journey ISNT YOUR JOURNEY. Everything happens for a reason. Really it does. Keep pushin. The pic is a family that KEPT PUSHING didnt they?

All The Above

So I sound kinda mad last blog, but I wasnt. I never get mad. Im just real honest. I told yall Im gonna be me so there u go. This one is dedicated to Maino! Yes Mr. "All the Above." This is because he really stands by his word. Okay he went to jail. Errybody know someone who went to jail. Thats not even close to his main point in life. He came out and inspired countless (me included) with the "All the Above" track. I wasnt really a fan of "Hi haters" because so many corny ppl wore the damn shirt *shakes head in disgust*. I heard "All the Above" and was like "Hold up, thats real shit right there. He surprised the hell outta me, and gave me just what I needed to hear alllll at the same time." Alot of ppl do motivational songs, but this one hit home. I seen the hatred, I seen ppl try to get in my way and I always wanted to ask: "Why the hell would you try?" Not to mention, he really speaks back on twitter! (Yall know Im addicted!) Real talk, if he never reads this, it goes out to him because hes showing me that he does it for the art and the ppl! The money is great but after a song like that, he deserves it. Anyway, Ima follow his lead. Get on my grind, gain the love of the ppl, stop at no means. Which is more important? None. I want ALL THE ABOVE!

Usually

"Usually Im humble, right now I dont choose" is what Beyonce said right? Thats where Im standing today. Usually Im as sweet as cotton candy but ehh not today. My issue is with the ppl that say they love the fans but NEVER wanna give encouraging words, NEVER wanna show love when the cameras not on. Dont beat me in my head with the glits-glam sham. Stop thinking we all wanna bother you for pics. We dont all wanna sleep with you (men), be ya best friend (ladies), or steal your ideas. Honestly, I sing. God blessed me with that. I write, only because HE blessed me with that too. Never was it cause of me idolizing a celebrity. I mean I love me some Beyonce because that woman is hard working, but all the same, Im never gonna color my hair like B' beacuse Im MYCKELL. Get it? Dont worry about me bothering you to take away from your celebrity status. I just want to do music. CUT CLEAN and DRY. You all were in my position werent you? Well guess what. Dont feed me fishes. Teach me how to fish. Ill get it on my own time! Its all love though ppl. Just had to bring it to reality. I love music-not for who else does it, not for what it does for me- I love it for what it means to me. No pic this time. Just real talk.

Twitter Me This, Twitter Me That!

Hey yall! Its my usual time (latenight) and Im gonna talk about TWITTER! Addictive little sucker isnt it? So... how many of you have twitter? If you do, play with my twitter! Www.twitter.com/Juzlik3muzik DUH! Anyway, I decided to dedicate this blog to all the shinanegans that go down on twitter. I feel like whoever created it is rich as all hell right now, and I feel like a monkey because as much as I talk, I didnt think of it first. Must admit it though, I love it. I get to be nosey and find out what all my fave celebs are doing, and I kinda get to see their personality. You know on tv no one wants to curse or talk about the good ole ghetto days but on twitter, these ppl show all they asses lol. Most importantly, its a network. Especially since I only follow musicians, it works for me! Um..what do you talk about when you tweet? As for Ms. Jackson herself, well I twitter about everything. I say stuff you wanna say but get scared, the stuff you thought I would never think of, and I do it with the same quirkiness that I use here! Anywhoooo, ga head, get loose, get twitter and TWITTER ME THIS, TWITTER ME THAT! Ha ha ha. You know I had to end it cute! This pic is actually me on Ubertwitter on my Blackberry! Im blowing a kiss (cuz I was tweeting Trey Songz ole sexy ass)

Imperfections

Man oh man would I tear a McFlurry up right now! Shit! I curse alot too aww man. See, the normal behavior is all fine and dandy but its not me. Lets see what else, I HATE PINK! I have naturally curly hair, good texture, but its not like Christina Milians. Ive been told I look alot like Ciara but Im alot shorter. I also heard I smile like Letoya Luckett, but still these arent her teeth. Im not the perfect version of anyone but myself. Love me, flaws and all, or leave me alone! Im Jamaican and sometimes my family dont fit in. Im more of a tomboy than a lady anyday but I act accordingly. I have flat feet but I was a ballerina. I have a nice body but Im not Beyonce (her body is BANGING). I like nail polish but sometimes I forget to change colors. My eyes are brown, really brown but not like Halle's, and Im funny as hell but Ill never be Simmore (Queen of Comedy). The moral of this one is to say we all have imperfections. ALLLLLL of us. That will never make you less beautiful. This one is dedicated to my little sis Mycki 2, and my neice Shanni. If you never ever read this, I put it into existance. You ladies are BEAUTIFUL. The pic is of me and my ladies. :-)

What Men Want

See, this is a subject that I want the men to actually respond to! WHAT THE HELL DO YALL WANT?!?!?! Whew, sorry. Had to scream it real fast. Do yall want the "yea you can take me home after 30 secs daddy" type of chick *throws up* or do yall want the "I got faults and all but Im what you NEED" type? Ga head, answer...ready, set, Go!.....Exactly! No answer. Ive heard it all. "Yo ma, let me get that!" "I love you, I promise" *laughing my ass off* Okay really though, what do you men want? Personally and HONESTLY, Im the ride or die, cook, clean, take care of ya wants/needs type of girl when I want to. I dont put up with much because I was born alone, but I do forgive and forget. I dont beg for NOTHING, dont nag FOR NOTHING, and I HATE to ARGUE omg! I met a guy that claimed that he wanted exactly that from a woman. I told him in return, all I want is your honesty. Everything falls under that umbrella. You dont like it, tell me. You worried, tell me. You wanna talk sports, Im wit it. You wanna play fightnight on the PS3, I got you! DONT try to buy my affection. I like gifts, duh. As far as asking for it, NEVER GON' HAPPEN! {new new voice}. That was my answer. So...I got mad one time because I noticed he was holding back (yes we can tell guys). You know what he did? Bought me a bag. You dont want a gold-digger right? So wuddafuxup wit that one? Like I said, Im curious. What do men REALLY want? This is dedicated to Steve Harvey and his book "Act Like a Lady, Think Like a MAN" GREAT BOOK! Everyone should read it. The picture above is my curious face haha

Crossroads

Ugh. Ever wish you can fast forward and see what happens next in the story? In this story, my story, I have reached a part that is AMAZINGLY hard. The part that other entertainers either dont talk about, or dont go through. The CROSSROAD. I definitely need to express it because even though I feel this blog can help others, I also feel like this is my therapy. So please, feel free to open up and imagine with me. *closes eyes slowly* Imagine having a child, your everything, and imagine that love you feel when you think of them, let alone see or touch them. Feel it? Now imagine that child being snatched away and put on the other side of a big brick wall. Hurts dont it? Can you feel the frustration? Welcome to the Crossroads. This is where I stand. I have done the school thing, almost done with my Bachelors in Marketing but Im not content. Right now Im at the point where I have to choose..do I bust my ass to graduate with a degree that merely means that I followed my parents rule, or do I drop everything and shoot towards my dream? The feeling of being lost is among me so you know what Im going to do? Im gonna stand at this fork in the road, thank my Heavenly Father for even allowing me such a delightful problem, and pave my own path. My destiny awaits so watch me as I cross. This is dedicated to everyone that feels lost, or unsure of whats next. *reaches out hand* Lets all cross together. If theres no one willing to say itll be okay in your surroundings, I Myckell Jackson, am telling you. "It will be JUST fine!" The pic this time is a picture of my chain. MYCK. This is my promise : if you shoot for the moon and fall, you will always land amongst the stars. :-)

A Womanly Woman

Hola como estas? Ha ha just another blog from the cooky Kellz. Still not a superficial blog, sorry. Maybe later though *crossing fingers behind my back* This one is for a good friend of mine. Ms Riyya-A'isha. I spoke to her as I normally do and she was saying "when you go through not so good times, you gotta remain positive." Shes the realest girl I know. She definitely is a womanly woman. Ironically enough, when we met, we were supposed to fight..ha ha craziness. Now I couldnt imagine a day without her. Thats really my girl. I can tell her anything and she can do the same over here. There are so many real chicks where I come from. All are some beautiful, strong, sassy, independent women. We are def not man haters but ahhhh we can survive without ya. Unless your Trey Songz or something! Come on over dadday lol. Seriously though, I was reading an email and it said, " There comes a time in every woman's life when she has to take a closer look at herself. Not at her circumstance, not what she did, not how unfair life is, or at who made you do it. She has to just look at herself in her glory and imperfection." Couldnt put it better myself. Im the "if you need me" type of friend. Wont always make it to the house party, but if your 3 hrs away and you have a problem, see in you 15 MINUTES. Its a womanly thing. Im a womanly woman and so is Riyya, Brittney, Perrie, Sasha, Racquel, Sasha Anne, Shanta, Tye, Ton, Charlie and Coco. Muah! Forever and ever will you ladies have me.

If I Had It Easier

Sleepless. Restless. 2:35am. Most ppl would say "damn girl go to sleep" because to them it doesnt make sense. To me, this is how it should be. I was built for the music. I sleep enough to keep me going, but until I lay down I have energy. I love the ppl all day all night. I am honest but infectious..like..u wanna read on to see what I say next dont u? I am strong, real tough but somewhere deep down is that sensitivity that can make you feel me. I have that humble, down to earth, tell me anything vibe but I put on a show like IM that BITCH. So how come its so hard to catch your eye? Me? Na no industry beef. No I wont beg and plead for attention. If you dont want to help me then its your loss because more than likely, you will meet me on top anyway. So if Im so determined, so motivated, so willing to share, why is it so hard? It took me years upon years to understand why! Even though you can relate to a girl from the hood who isnt exactly poor but far from rich, the girl that you can bring home to mama but will ride for you, the chick that will dress like a model but will work as hard as you do, it is hard because it needs to be. Me? I need to be challenged. Dont make it easy because then I wont want it. If I had it easier, it wouldnt be worth the fight. Keep the punches coming...wait..let me switch to south paw! This blog is for EVERYONE. Be inspired. Destined for greatness..Motivated for it all..Music for LIFE. Plz..DARE TO DREAM!

Beauty in MY Skin

Psst. over here, yea you. You know who I am, yea but do you know who you are? Me? My name is Myckell like Mick ELL, but I like the individuality that comes when ppl mess up and call me Michael. I love grapefruit juice, the color purple, and puppies. Theres always a reason for my posts so this one is to tell everyone be who YOU are. Dont be me..cuz that wouldnt work for you too well. Be the beauty in your skin. Like take me for example, I dont party too much, I dont smoke, I dont drink too much, I wear sweats and t-shirts, and I collect high heel shoes. I wear makeup sometimes but clear lipgloss is all I need to get by. Then again, one day I might get dressed like Im going for a photoshoot just cuz I feel like it. That may not be fun to you but it works for me. The happiest day of my life was the day I realized that I may look like her, her and her, I may sing like her, her and those chicks but people will remember me as MYCKELL. So if you like tattoos, knock yourself out. If you wanna walk barefoot, although its dangerous, do what makes you happy. As for me, my beauty is within my personality. Somewhere deep in that personality box is a weird, kinda funny, sometimes goofy, always awake, not ur average kinda girl. My beauty is somewhere in my skin. Where is yours?

"My Mr Big"

I think 2 posts a night should be my regular. This post is another post about love. Dont worry Ill be superficial another time. Im sure all of you have seen @ least 1 episode of "Sex in the City." Guys need not front cuz it was a whole lot of freak nasty going on in it. It's cool. We women know you watched it late night. Anyway, yall know who Carrie was right? Bad bitch. Shoe game ridiculous (lovee it). Well she had a weakness, a man named "Mr. Big." No matter what he did to her (stand her up at the alter, crush her dreams, embarass her) she knew somewhere in her heart that he was the one for her..after 10 years, she got her dream man, dream home, dream life. Bad bitches do bad things lol. Well I mentioned them because I believe that I met, got to know, and let go of my "Mr. Big." I think he is because I laugh one of those in your chest, your stomach hurt but theres nothing better type of laughs when hes around. I can relate to anything he tells me, and I can tell him ANYTHING good, bad, or ugly. Hes amazing cuz he surprises me no matter how many times I go over the scenario in my head. Its crazy because the timing for me and him is definitely off. No battle, no crying, its just not time. However, I wanna be Carrie, the Bad Bitch, with the Ridiculous Shoe Game, and my "Mr Big." When you read this, you will know who you are!

The Lesson

Hey yall, Im here again and of course I have a blog and of course its a dedication. This one is dedicated to a twitter homie of mine who has me in his "favorites" *winks one eye in the corniest way possible*. Seriously though, Paperboyfabe, this one is for you. Okay so I know there are millions of ppl who believe that they put their all into a relationship and got way less in return. Im gonna tell you my view and just my view. I believe that when it comes to relationships, no matter what, you get more than what you put in. For example, I was in an abusive relationship (whole nother blog), and to me, I gave my all. You know what I gained? The strength to leave, the strength to love myself and others again, the willingness to be alone and happy, AND I gained the knowledge that nothing is stronger than the mind. I gained way more than I put in because at the end of the day, I am a better person, I can talk about that old story with a smile, and I can teach you youngings a thing or two haha. As for you Paperboy, you will always be better off next time, there is always a peak for you to reach for, and always a story for you to use and the path you traveled will lead someone else on. Glad I met you...well kinda haha.

Can't Let Love Die

Hey peeps, Im back again (after like 5hrs) because I was talking to a friend of mine before I went to bed. Lets call him Smoove (hiiiiii smoove haha). Anyway, he doesnt believe in love. That startled me because he's only 21. For the record, Im 22 but I am definitely a believer in, and a sucker for LOVE. My biggest question is this...is it because so many of us women dont care to wait for love? Could it be that we are so busy looking for right now that love itself has passed away? Could it be that we all hit the "I dont give a f$#k" stage until love comes to the rescue? I dunno :-/ just curious and who better to ask then my bloggerfam? I just hope that we all dont become so lazy in life that we forget that love is what its all for. Why do we all get dressed? Because we love ourselves. Why do we try to progress in life? Because we love ourselves and the others that are rooting for us. You cant believe in love one way and not believe in love another way. Please please PLEASE dont let love die. As for me, you prolly can guess Im in love with the music. Im gonna post pictures every blog so that you can kinda grow to know me. My pic this time, is my love (writing..music). Please feel free to comment on those questions above. Oh yea, Smoove, this one is dedicated to you.

Next!

Hey ppl! Im officially addicted to blogging sooo try to get used to me! Its 3:07 am and Im listening to Day26 (loveeee them), blogging, tweeting, and thinking all at the same time. This blogging stuff is cool..I can definitely tell we're gonna get along fine. Um.. I think I should start by saying thank you's. If you believe in me, then thank you and I need you. If you dont believe in me then thank you and I need you MORE. If it wasnt for you, I probably would be less motivated. I never ran into someone who said I wouldnt make it, but I did run into one who tried to take advantage. Man did you scar my dream for a min..but not for long! Im back, with a vengeance, and I dedicate this blog to you. The moral of this blog is to say...no matter what, who, when, where you feel like giving up on what you love stop, take a sec, PRAY on it, and say "NEXT!" I do this for all the other dreamers...LETS GO!

Who Am I?

Well...this is definitely my first post ever! But, Im on everything (facebook, myspace, twitter, aim..all that) so I know how to talk. This is a bit more personal cuz I want yall (whoever follows me) to get to know me. Im JuzLik3Muzik. The name is self explanatory, but Im gonna help you out. Im an aspiring singer :-). Ill be sure to post the pics about that tooooo. I think Im one of the most passionate music lovers that I know. Its in my blood. Its my first love. It me. Get it? Im just like music. Ha! Well welcome. Its my music show. Have fun! P.S. This first blog is dedicated to a very close person to me. Thanks Taylormayde!