Fro, or bust

Change can be scary, but it is an inevitability of life. From fashion styles to technology, nothing stays the same for long. Except, when it comes to hair. At least that was the case for me. See, since I was a little human running the streets of LA, my hair style has stayed the same: Faded. Every time I'd go to the barbershop, I'd sit in one of the worn out chairs as my barber shaped the bush that had evolved from my scalp into something worth looking at. For twenty years this happened, until one day not too long ago, I decided I wanted to do something bold and drastic (pause for effect): I was going to let my hair grow out.

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Thank God it's Monday

Over the course of our history, Monday's have become synonymous with bullshit. Monday meant the end of what was otherwise a glorious affair, and the start of 5 days worth of unnecessary stress and anxiety.

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Me time

Me. Me me me. This is the theme of month. And you know what, I'm enjoying the hell out of it so far. Or should I say, I'm enjoying the hell out of me so far. I'm awesome, like, really awesome. I'm an amazing thinker, I have pretty good skin, and my napping skills are unparalleled. I'm just the the shit to be quite honest. 

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Forward

Mercury is in retrograde, and just said 'you know what, fuck this shit', to just about every aspect of my life.

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Love lessons

So it finally happened. At the age of 23 I experienced my first heartbreak (*long sigh). I guess I shouldn't really be surprised, I mean, it was bound to happen at some point. I'm not sure what made me think I would never experience it. Oh but God came thought with a smooth "nigga you thought," and rattled my cage something fierce. 

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HandsUpOscarTrayvonBellGarner

For me, the first thing felt, was nothing. I like the rest of country learned about the decision late in the evening, and my first reaction was essentially a non-reaction. While I did comment on the situation, on the inside, I felt a void. A complete and utter emptiness lined the pit of my stomach. I mean, why should I feel something? What's the point?

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Lazy Sunday

For a moment I felt like my I was at a standstill, as if I there was no real reason for me to move forward. However, this past weekend, I allowed myself a true break for the first time in a couple of weeks. No reading was. No books were read. It was simply me, sleep, a good night out.

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Just keep swimming (This old B***** tried it though)

Having an off day is nothing new, everybody has them, but it seems as of late I've just had an off everything. Now I know that I am not the greatest student, but I certainly don't feel like I'm the worse. Compared to where I was five or six years ago, I'd say I've made great strides in traversing my educational journey. However, it's something about this senior year that just seems to be having a field day with my ass. I know this is just a small bump in the road, but I find myself continually fighting the urge to do this whenever I step on campus.

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Rollin'

I haven't listend to this song in a while, and then it came on while I was walking back to my room, and I said: "Yup."

p.s.-I went to the gym today. Maybe I'm starting to get out of my funk. Maybe...

Woe is me, and such

So I've been in a bit of a funk lately, and I don't know why. I like to think of myself as a pretty energetic person, at least that's how I've always been described. However, as of late, it seems like my umph has gone kaput. And whe I say kaput, I mean it is almost completely extinct. I have nan' umph left.

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Cuffin' season or bust

At 22-years-old I have experienced many things. As with most experiences some have been stellar. Others, not so much. However, there is one experience that I have yet to, well, experience: I have never been in a romantic relationship. Ever. And when I say ever, I mean in every sense of the word.

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