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?