Surprisingly Good...Tuesday?/Aidan's Diss...

Okay so today has actually been a good day. I know, I know. It's only Tuesday. But so far it's been good. I got to watch a kick-ass episode of Heroes last night, and then I turned in my poem for the competition in the library (hopefully I can get at least $100.00 off that) and so yeah.

Then this morning there was no Musical Theatre class, so I got to sleep in till like 11:30, and was gonna go to Poetry class, but decided against it, and went to the CAF, looking fresh as a mofo, if I must add myself with the pink jeans, pink button down, black shoes, black suit jacket and black fedora with black lace doo-rag to complete the effect, and a little Armani Code to accent it off.

So yeah before the CAF, I stopped by the Post Office to drop off the Da Vinci Code, and Syriana, which I didn't even care to see, (tried to get through both but failed) and turning around to leave I realized that who else was in the bookstore working the counter? Aidan. Aidan Carrera. The fool that I would enjoy to see bleeding on the street.

I was on my way out the door, but it was too good an offer to pass up, so I went back inside and went to the C-store to buy an unneccessary Lipton Green Tea, just so that he'd have to stare me in my face. And I went right up to him and was like, "excuse me, how much?" and when he saw my face, his just dropped to the floor. Basically I was like, "yeah bitch it's been about two years since I've seen or talked to your ass, but I've done so much and moved on so far ahead of you it's ridiculous, and I just wanted you to see it up close." And he couldn't even look me in the eye! LOL. How ridiculous is that? So yeah, he rung it up and could barely get the words out when he was like, "It's a dollar." And so instead of giving him correct change that would end the transaction quicker, I pulled out the credit card. HA! Made that bitch work for it. And I was like, "I'm gonna sit here and milk this for every second that it's worth, since we've both gotta stand here. And you better treat me with respect." Because the moment he didn't, that ass and that job was going down the drain. LOL! So yeah after that, I signed the paper and went about my business like hell, and he was just like, "dammit! I can't think of anything degrading to say!" And on the way out, I commented, "Have a nice day, Aidan." And he returned, albeit mumblingly, "Yeah you too." And I exited that shop saying, "bitch!" on the way out. It twas, (and yeah I said twas, cause it's that serious). It twas glorious. And I felt so much better. He's caused me a lot of mental anguish, so any of it that I can regain makes me feel so much better. And then....it got better.

In the CAF, they had Strawberry New York Style Cheesecake. YYYYYEEESSSKKKK honTTTTT! The only time I've had that on this campus was my FIRST day as a FIRST day Freshmen. And never since then. So what did I do? I had TWO slices. LOL. Considering I might have have it again until I graduate. Or never again.

After that, went to the other poetry class, and kicked ass on that new quiz, (suprisingly how much I've learned in there), and now I'm about to do this damn Aesop fable at 5:00 o' clock (or 45 minutes from now) so I've gotta go practice, BOOTS! But I'll be back later maybe. It's been a good day. Maybe it will get better!

How Many Times Do I Have To Say It?

Okay, I have had it with these triflin' ass ignorant niggas walking around this motherfucking campus. WHY do you feel it is so damn IMPORTANT to be all up in my business when prior to this we have a nice and casual relationship? Who the fuck do you think you are dictating to me and everyone else around me how I live my life? If wanna talk to you, on ANY LEVEL then I will. I don't need you blasting my SHIT out for everyone else to hear. When will people come to understand that where respect is GIVEN, respect is EARNED. Maybe you're just upset because the people who used to be around you can't stand your ASS anymore, and you're just jealous cause they gravite their attention in my direction. Or maybe...you're upset because the "fields" that you wanna go through so desperately is coming your direction, yet I get at it all the time without fail with no regards to take of forbidden fruit. Maybe people would be more willing to give the MOTHERFUCKING time of day if you come up to their level and give them a reason to be nice to you. I will tell you now. This shit is killing me right now, but when this note is over, I will be completely and utterly over it. And any body, and I do mean ANY NIGGA got NTthing to say about the SHIT, ya'll know where I be, and I'll be more than happy to go there with you. But if you're not coming to apologize, or to show respect for these damn trifling comments that you continue to make, (which consequently results in you looking COMPLETELY stupid, which sorry fellas, girls don't find attractive) then keep it in your mouth, AND LEAVE MY NAME AND MY FRIENDS THE FUCK OUT OF IT.

Call Me Mr. President.

lol. okay so I was jumping the gun but as of 3:34 yesterday afternoon I officially entered the political race to campaign as UNCP's next President. I know, I know. It's a bold move, especially for someone like me, but hey if someone like Vanessa Jones, (who previously beforehand was virtually unknown) could come out and win in a landslide, (and just look at what she did for the school!!!) then why can't I? I've done basically everything else there is to do in college and now I'm sealing my stamp for the last possible thing worth doing in this place. I've already started to think about platforms and what I want to represent myself as when I actually do have to start appearing in front of students and making a name for myself on the school. And after thinking about it for a long time after two days worth, I believe I have come up with a worthy plan of action in regards to the way the school should be run.

Within the campus or world of UNC-Pembroke, there are really only two seperate divisions that dictate how the school is going to be seen and/or run. You have those who run through the school and those who RUN the school. Basically administration (including everyone from the RA's to the Chancellor) and then you have the students. And with that in mind, we're supposed to have two seperate governments that dictate how things are to be ran on both fronts. When I came to Robert Cooper about my possibility as a candidate in the race, he approached me and said that the main problem with the past presidencies in the campus is that no student is willing to stand up against the demands of the faculty and to appropriately make statements that show that we are not going to back down just because they make a suggestion on the way that the school should be ran. I...on the other hand, have no fear of controversy in the school as I've already become quite aquainted with different organizations and their feelings against me and or my politics. However I do know that if I am elected as the President of the school then Diane Jones, Preston Sweeney, Carolyn Hunt, Chancellor Meadows and those in and around him are going to have to prepare some negoatiating (sp?) skills, since I'm not the type of person to just disappear into the background quietly. However the brings to me to my second problem.

Running against Moe and Melvin (I think is his name) I don't see that as TOO big a problem, since I'm gonna have the backing of many different organizations on campus during the campaign, however my main issue now is that I'm having issues with getting a running mate for the campaign. My first choice (Desiree) isn't going to be able to do it since she's not a sophomore, unforetunately I think that's also the problem with the current choice that I have now (Frankie) because I don't think he is either. I'm still waiting to hear from my other first choice (Liz) and she gave me some good feedback, but I just need to know what she plans to do. I guess we'll just have to wait and see now won't we?

Yes, I'm www.Gay.com!

So this is part two of the blog I started earlier. I meant to get to this but this needs it's own little blog to have real justice brought to it. First off though, the article from Sports Illustrated.com:
I'm still sorry
Hardaway apologizes again for anti-gay comments

MIAMI (AP) -- Former NBA All-Star Tim Hardaway apologized again Sunday for his anti-gay remarks, telling a Miami television station that he "didn't mean" to say what he said in a South Florida radio interview last week.

Hardaway, in an interview at his home with CBS affiliate WFOR, acknowledged he made a major mistake by saying "I hate gay people" when asked how he would react to having a gay teammate.

"I don't hate gay people," Hardaway said. "I'm a good-hearted person. I interact with people all the time. ... I respect people. For me to say 'hate' was a bad word, and I didn't mean to use it."

Hardaway made the anti-gay comments Wednesday, a week after John Amaechi became the first former NBA player to reveal his homosexuality. Hardaway said he didn't believe gay players should share a locker room with heterosexual players, then added, "I don't like gay people, and I don't like to be around gay people."

His remarks quickly drew criticism from both the NBA and several gay and lesbian groups.

Hardaway was banished from some NBA-sanctioned appearances he was scheduled to make in Las Vegas as part of the league's All-Star weekend over his comments. He also lost at least one of his endorsement deals, plus had his name dropped from advertising at a car wash he owns in Miami.

Hardaway played parts of 13 NBA seasons with Golden State, Miami, Dallas, Denver and Indiana, and played in five All-Star games.



Okay. What the FUCK is wrong with people? How DARE he assume that Amaechi was just gonna try and rape him in the locker room before a game. Let's not forget the fact taht both Tim and John have to play the SAME game since they're teammates on the same team, and they both have to be on the court at the same time, so even IF something was to go down, the entire team coach and all would have to sit there and watch the whole thing. That's just so fucking ignorant, it makes me sick to my stomach! God people are soooo stupid. It makes me enraged to discover people talking that shit all the time. Which brings me to my current state of being. I was in the computer lab, the same I'm in now as a matter of fact, minding my own business, and in comes the Funderburk brothers, as usual doing work. Now previous to their entry, we were having a good conversation about music and one-hit wonders. And so I log onto www.gay.com as usual because I'm checking messages and looking to chat with friends. And Luke (I think) turns around as says the following loud as hell so everyone can hear: "Oh HELL NO! I know you're not going to that motherfucking website: WWW.GAY.COM!" And I already know what he wanted me to do, to retract and just ignore it, but I paid it like HELL and turned it right back on to him saying, "Well yes, as a matter of fact, I am." and so he's like, "Well why? What's it for? Gay people?" Hold on. Let me take a minute to insert some silence for that.

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Yeah. that's what I thought too. What the hell? Yes, it's for gay people! But I told him, "well the majority of people there are gay, but not everyone is!" To which his response is, "Well what's the point? Why go there? Is it for porn?" Ugh. People are so stupid. Granted these two would equate to being the hottest set of identical twins yet, but still! The hotter they are, the lower the IQ. After that I just got barraged with a series of remarks from Sisqo to everything else and I had to leave to keep from knocking a bitch's block off. Dammit! Why can't these people mind their own fucking business? What business do they care of what I'm doing? Unless I'm looking to suck YOUR dick, then it shouldn't matter what the fuck I'm doing! Feel me?

How to Be Cussed Out by a Civil Rights Leader

okay then. So it's been a hot minute since my last entry I posted in here and some interesting things have taken place already. First off, true to the title of the piece I basically was almost cussed out by the female version of Martin Luther King on Thursday. The school has miss Nikki Giovanni the uber famous black historian and poet come here, and thanks to some fancy talking and a bit of sheer luck, I was able to meet with her privately in the SGA office after Poetry class on Thursday with Dr. Helgeson. The lady is responsible for some of the most influential works in all of human history, and she's basically one of the last remaining civil rights leaders left alive today. With all of that said, when we went into the room to speak with her, I only really had one question that I wanted to ask, though I was told that the question was going to be considerably scandalous and cause some major issues, but knowing me, I had to do it, because hey, when other chances do you have to do something like that? So I did. I went in there and when we were all sitting down, I started out the traditional way telling her that I was a big fan of hers and that I couldn't believe that I was sitting in front of her because she's actually IN our African American textbooks and stuff like that. But then after all of the preliminary "kiss my ass" kinda stuff, I asked her one simple question like the following: "Dr. Giovanni, you'll have to excuse me but I just wanted to ask you one more question being that we don't have much time to do so. In your previous works of art, you've been called militant, racist, and hateful (as some of our English professors put it). But this was 40 some odd years ago. Do you still work in the same vein as you did all those years ago? Do you still feel the same way?" And after I asked the question, she just looked at me as though she wanted to stab me or something, and I felt like a complete idiot and she said: "Give me a minute." After a moment or so, she replied with, "Well am I hateful? No. What Tim Hardaway said about John Amaechi was hateful." (More on that later.) "But am I militant? Yes. Granted I'm glad we can go into Walmart today. Because 40 years ago, we weren't allowed to do that. And why do you think drive-thrus were created? Because you and I couldn't go into McDonald's and get a hamburger. We had to go around. But nowadays anyone can go through a drive-thru and they get treated the same way as anyone else. So yes I'm glad that it's changing. But there are still things to be done. And Condeleeza is still a crazy ass bitch." LOL. yeah, she went there. She is a very powerful lady deserving of the respect that she gets and more still. When we heard her speak in the GPAC (of which there was an amazing crowd, surprisingly) she brought up a lot of really good issues, and for once she didn't side-step or dodge the military questions. She spear-headed them. She's a powerful lady with a powerful message, but when I ask her that question I thought she was going to use her power and completely destroy me. LOL. And it only gets more interesting. After our meeting upstairs, she went to the Old Main TV station and did an interview with them together where she said: "Prior to my conference with a few students on this campus, when one student in particular asked me a certain question," she said, "I have NEVER been criticized in my work in the 50 years I've been writing. I've always avoided criticism of my own work. He is the first student to openly critique my style." I was horribly embarressed and completely floored at the same time. Me? The FIRST? Wow. All my friends said, "well we'll be seeing an autobiography of you soon." lol. Who knows? Perhaps. And to finish this appropriately, some work from Nikki Giovanni:

Ego Tripping by Nikki Giovanni

I was born in the congo
I walked to the fertile crescent and built
the sphinx
I designed a pyramid so tough that a star
that only glows every one hundred years falls
into the center giving divine perfect light
I am bad

I sat on the throne
drinking nectar with allah
I got hot and sent an ice age to europe
to cool my thirst
My oldest daughter is nefertiti
the tears from my birth pains
created the nile
I am a beautiful woman

I gazed on the forest and burned
out the sahara desert
with a packet of goat's meat
and a change of clothes
I crossed it in two hours
I am a gazelle so swift
so swift you can't catch me

For a birthday present when he was three
I gave my son hannibal an elephant
He gave me rome for mother's day
My strength flows ever on

My son noah built new/ark and
I stood proudly at the helm
as we sailed on a soft summer day
I turned myself into myself and was
jesus
men intone my loving name
All praises All praises
I am the one who would save

I sowed diamonds in my back yard
My bowels deliver uranium
the filings from my fingernails are
semi-precious jewels
On a trip north
I caught a cold and blew
My nose giving oil to the arab world
I am so hip even my errors are correct
I sailed west to reach east and had to round off
the earth as I went
The hair from my head thinned and gold was laid
across three continents

I am so perfect so divine so ethereal so surreal
I cannot be comprehended except by my permission

I mean...I...can fly
like a bird in the sky...

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"Rich" vs. The Children of the WiiVolution

okay then. let me just reiterate the situation of what's going on right now. I have alleviated the sadness in my life by going shopping and I just basically bought what I wanted at the time which was a Nintendo Wii with all the trimmings attached. So yeah there's that and then I had this test in Aspects class today and I wanted to fucking strangle Dr. McClanahan today cause that test was hard boots! But yeah then I read about Prince and how people was saying all this stuff about how his playing the guitar behind a sheet was sexual and his guitar doubles a phallus and stuff! Isn't that ridiculous? My thoughts exactly.

And now for the interesting part. How about "R" came to visit me in the resturant the other day when I was with Caleb and I was talking to him to today on ".com" and turns out he's into everything I am and more! So yeah...let me find out I'll be testing my limits on the most unlikely sorts! hmmm....

The Circle of Karma

So it's Saturday, and it has been an interesting few days. First off, my suscipions are indeed correct as both of the people I knew were iniatied, which both infuriates me and makes me happy. I'm happy that they are in, and I hope they get what they want, but I'm pissed that I have to be on the outside looking in, and from what I can see, out of all of all the people that "matter" persay, I'm the only one not in the group. It makes me angrier than I can put in words. But I'm working to move past that shit.

In other news, I took Efrain out to Outback on Thursday, and while we were there, turns out his sister Margarita had her baby, Anna-Maria Colon at 8 pounds 15 ounces at approximately 8:50pm on Febrary 1st. I went with him and chilled out with her as she tried to bring her life back to normal and I got to my his mom and his other sister Belina, of whom I had no idea existed until a few days ago. So that was really cool.

Classes are okay, though I've really started to like my Tuesday/Thursday load, while Monday, Wednesday, Friday is bullshit completely. Well not completely since I do like African-American Literature (of which the people there were about to tear me to shreads for saying that Lil Wayne and Tupak's main customers who bought their music are ghettofied hood-rats). Other than that though, it blows royally. I don't really like the British Lit class with Dr. Vela, considering that his teaching style is, once again, really weak but I didn't have any other options when I signed up for it. And Aspects of the English Language is ridiculous. Dr. McClanahan is about to get her ass beat for real. She talks mad shit and she's just straight up rude. That might seriously be the only class I get rid of this semester.

I saw "Crank" and "The Devil Wears Prada" as well as "Cars" and they were all pretty good. Crank is absolutely crazy and I think it's one of the oddest and coolest movies I've seen in a very long time. Other than that...life is as usual. For now.