It’s been almost two months since the release of Beyonce’s self-titled fifth studio album, and it is still in heavy rotation in my New Jersey abode. Each song connects to my ego, superego and id on another emotional plane unlike any of her previous artistic endeavors (and I’m a Beyonce fan to the death of me). Continue reading
Everyone knows I am very much an open book, sometimes to my own detriment.
Brought about courtesy of Mariah Carey’s “The Art Of Letting Go”, I expound upon my current emotional status as I have not in some time. Continue reading
I know from time to time (to time) it appears I’ve gone MIA with nothing more than Morning Motivation and Word Of The Day posts. Fact is, there aren’t enough hours in the day to create all of the things I want, not enough hands to help and not enough positive, entertainment stories to develop in the interim.
What I hope you all learn about me: I am a person of substance and quality over shallow quantity. I don’t intend to bs anyone on here, #notaboutthatlife. There is a bigger message that I intend to convey that sometimes gets lost in the sauce by, I don’t know, current events, relationships, music, work, etc…I frequently get sidetracked. It happens and I am not ashamed to admit it. Sometimes I get so caught up that I my mind gets cloudy.
And then I remember I am great, and so are you. The foggy feeling is ever so temporary and fleeting. But as quick as it can leave, it can swiftly return. I have to work to be my best self. To constantly attempt to reach my potential. We all need to see the best in ourselves and live it every single day. It’s hard work, living up to one’s own level of excellence. You aren’t allowed to slack. You don’t get to quit.
But I imagine, when you do commit, and I mean fully commit to being your best self, my God the possibilities are endless (I presume). I haven’t gotten there quite yet. I get lazy, sometimes I accept good enough as enough for me when the reality is I can always do and be better.
Which leads to my point. Of everything going on in my life, one thing I refuse to do is perpetrate a fraud on Peacock Under Pressure. I will not. If all I have to offer that day is a kind word and the enriching of one’s vocab, so be it. I’d rather you take away something beautiful than something worthless.
So for now, Be Extraordinary.
(Used the Prez photo because I thought it was funny)
The only way to overcome insecurity is to stare that mofo right in the face, and bully it into submission. For a long time, I’ve known I don’t look or act like others. I am not what you expect. I love people, I love the human spirit and I really, really love myself. Continue reading
I am a sucker for a sob story. No truer words were spoken about my previous relationships. I am an eternal romantic green with optimism. And my frequent blindness has led me down some troublesome paths. Continue reading
We’ve gone over and over and over this forever. Generationally, it’s a mind boggling phenomenon that I unexpectedly have fallen into, and can’t help but have the same dumbfounded look upon my face as my peers and predecessors.
Here I am, Alyssa Manners. I am 25 years old, college educated, globally versed, own car, own apartment, funny, kind, smart, blah, blah, blah. Yet here I am, single as shit.* Continue reading
Yup, you read correctly. While some wish and dream to be some sort of sex dynamo, I was drawn from birth with innate sexiness. And it scares the shit out of me. Continue reading
It’s been some time since I divulged the juicy tidbits I’ve experienced via my single life. Probably because nothing of note has transpired. Putting it plainly, my love life has hit a wall. Damn drought.
This month has marked a monumental moment in time for me. It has been nine months since I started my website, and a lot of things can happen in such a brief moment in time. In a lot of ways, this is my child. Nine months ago I became metaphorically impregnated with the thought for this site. Nine months ago, I got up the courage to start this site. And nine months ago, Peacock Under Pressure was born. So here we are, nine months later, we have reached well over 20,000 views!!!! Seen in over 70 countries worldwide, each and every one of you are about of the village helping to raise my child.
As of this morning, in fact, Peacock Under Pressure has totaled 22,859 views!!!! Truth be told, I am speechless, humbled and above all thankful.
As such, I decided to create a bit of an impromptu video thanking you all over and over again while detailing what’s next for the site!!! I messed up a few times, pardon the grammatical errors, I am bubbling over with gratitude. Cheers to the next nine months, years, decades. Thank you so much again!!!
The Revolution WILL Be Televised!!!
Be Extraordinary- Alyssa Peacock
Another day, another escapade that lines the fabric of my love life. *sigh*
So, my goal this summer was to build what I am calling The “All-Star Team” Project. Before you judge me (#effyourjudgment by the way), allow me to elaborate.
So I know lots of women that disprove of the notion of treating men like they are expendable. “They are humans,” “you could be treating the one like the few” and other declarations of the sort have trickled into my ears so much lately that I am constantly tipping my head to rid myself of flooded ear canals.
Nobody is expendable. Everyone has purpose. Everyone has a life that is meaningful.
HOWEVER, everyone is not to be taken seriously just because they enter your life. Some people are simply fillers in time. That is their main purpose…for you. They satiate a void. And that’s all. And frankly, I like to keep my options open and not give all of my time to one person that may be gone in an instance.
Plus, considering the fact that I am not ready to enter into a new, committed relationship just yet, I need choices and really get to know someone as best I can (do you ever really know someone?) before plunging back into monogamy. I need time to be single and alone, not lonely. And to be completely transparent, I don’t want to be responsible for someone else’s feelings right now.
So my intent this summer is to build up a brand new little black book, the 2013 edition (I strongly suggest everyone in general clean out their phone books periodically. I am sure there are people you haven’t spoken to in at least a year. Make room for new friends and new adventures). Thus The “All Star Team” Project was born.
In my mind’s eye, the “All Star Team” would consist of a Starting Five and a Bench Five.
Now I know it sounds like a lot. And it is really hard meeting someone almost equally yoked to you. But nothing is impossible, right? Right?
The Starters are gentlemen callers to which provide a great deal of date night activities for me. These are the guys I communicate with daily, are prime prospects in various aspects and to whom I am sincerely attracted. Of all of my ten, these guys are the ones with the strongest potential for the long haul.
Then you have the Bench. These fine fellows I am also attracted to, but understand that nothing can come of it. They are excellent text buddies, ego boosters and “harmless” flirts (shoutout to the N.B.F. of the world. I see you!!!). Yes, all of this sounds shallow. So what? When you first enter “energy transactions” with people, everything is shallow. You are attracted to the way they look. The way they compliment and complement you. It’s shallow so let’s not play coy, okay?
And this isn’t to say that Starters can’t become Benchers (not a word at all but for all intents and purposes, can we pretend it is? Thanks.) and Benchers can’t upgrade to Starters. Hell some of them can become lifelong friends. But ,the goal at this point is to meet new people and if so possible, a new mate.
But as of last night, I am back to square one with ZERO on my roster. Not because I have no game, but because I have no love for foolishness. Not interested in your faux pas religious and sociopolitical outlook that you are convinced is the end all that is all. Not fond of men that show minor interest. Sir, don’t waste my time!!!
So back to the drawing board I go. Oh yea, joined another online dating site for a month. Please pray for me. The struggle is so real. Stay tuned for that.
So what do you think of the “All Star Team” Project? Ambitious or Foolish? Tell me what you think in the comments section below.
Be Extraordinary- Alyssa Peacock