Wednesday, September 23, 2009

Heartshare

I don't share it, I give it. She takes it, and appreciates it. That's the reason why it hurts so good. But if there were never any rocky roads, filled with pot holes and anguish, how would you define happiness? Its possible we may need things to go wrong, to remind us that opposite to all that pain and disbelief, excitement and joy is only a smile away. I may wear my heart on my sleeve, but its the only one way I know how to breathe. It may seem bleak the way things unfold, and its natural to place the blame on the opposition. Just stop and ask yourself, is it really me? If you really think about it, the answer may even surprise... you.

Monday, September 14, 2009

Not Fair...at all

My schedule has been horrible the past three weeks. I have time to go to school, work, hang out with friends. But I don't have time to enjoy my favorite activity in the whole world! (Alright 2nd favorite) I haven't worked out in like 3 weeks. Then when I work up some time to be able to crush the weights, my wrist craps out on me. Horrible, bone crunching pain in my left wrist. I couldn't even wipe after taking a dump at the peak of this pain. Yeah, I'm not creative enough to make that up, it actually hurt that much. Usually when I get injured, I do cardio or weights alone, then what happens, my right knee gives out, and it feels like a sprained tendon. I've had this pain on my left knee in the exact same spot, and only Ibuprofen was my savior. No ammount of icy hot or rubbing would help. So now on top of not having the time to head over there, I can't do shit even if I wanted to. This to me is like taking a writers pen and paper away from him/her after he/she clears up the worst case of writers block. Taking the skateboard away from an avid skateboarder. You get the idea. I hope I heal up quick, this just messed up my chances for this photoshoot that was planned at the end of fashion week, but ill get back on top of it once I heal up.....hopefully!

Re-new begginings?

Here we go again, another year of school. New year, new school, story of my life. This is the last time I transfer schools though, I WILL get my degree from here, no more games! Its a lot tougher than people think moving to a new school, everything's unfamiliar to you. You don't have that sense of security you sort of come to terms with that built up over time the longer you've been in a certain school. Going from St. Johns University to City Tech felt like a downgrade. Only because I went from a campus setting, actually living on campus, to a commuter school. When you dorm, its a community of people in which you share your college years. Everything you do, even if you tried you won't be able to avoid seeing the same people people at least once or twice a week. Whether its doing laundry, going to the gym, eating at the dining hall, whatever. Other than that, the classes and the caliber that create the difference in the tuition cost is practically non-existent. Teachers from either school weren't much better than the other. I encountered simple, obnoxious, funny, annoying, tough graders, whatever you categorize your teacher as, in both schools. And guess what? Its not any different now in BK College. I hope this year is smooth and nothing gets in the way of my studies, because that's the most important part of my life right now (or it should be) Now that makes me sound uncertain, but really I know what I have to do, now its just time to get it done.