So I just got back from our Writing for the Web class and I'm exhausted! The weather man said it was going to rain but it's like scorching hot and humid outside!
We were playing kickball and I sucked ass! Whit and Mary Kate just killed our team but it's all good, I bet you guys can't beat us in a game of basketball! Haha.
Overall, I had a good time with everyone in the class this quarter. You guys are hilarious and very talented. Even though I won't be here next year, I hope you guys all the luck in your career!
Kristina: Come on super senior, get it done and graduate already!
Ashley: Keep being loud and beating up people!
Beth I will miss you. You have been a great professor. I will keep in contact and keep you updated with school and basketball next year. Good luck with your 8 a.m. class this summer!
Love you guys!
Thursday, May 28, 2009
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
"Who woulda thought the best NBA player would come from China?"
I went inside the SCAD security building once again. The first time I was interrogated was on May 19 where I was taken out of my Promotional Writing class. I had heard talk about a threat written in a letter made to the athletics banquet award ceremony before I was first taken in.
So I got a call from Jeff Smith, head of residence life (as i was told), asking me to come by the building after my classes. At first I asked how long it would take because I had plans to meet with a friend after class. He proceeded to tell me that it wouldn't take long. I began to assume many things that could happen. If they would tell me that I have a threat against me and my life is on danger or they really believe that I could be the one to write that letter. Haha.
FRONT PAGE: A girl standing four feet ten inches is a threat.
Haha. Psh. Yeah, right.
As I stepped into the same office, I noticed that the guy who called me was not there but a small frail man who had a lot of gray hairs and lines on his face. He was on the phone so I walked back outside the room to be respectful.
"Hi there, can I h-e-l-p you?" he asked with a stutter.
"Um, yes. I got a call from Jeff Smith and he told me to come in," I replied.
"Oh, yes. He stepped out but I am the culprit who asked for you to come in," he says with a chuckle. He leads me to a chair that I could sit on. He was private investigator Chic.
"How long do you think this will take? Because I have no change and I only have 15 minutes in the meter," I explained.
"Oh, you need quarters? Let me see if I can find change," he says as he searches his pocket and bag.
He found some quarters and gave them to me. I went back outside in the blazing sun and made my way to dispense more quarters in my meter. I walk back in with a mild indication on my face that I had been sweating.
I sat down and he started to ask questions about why I came to SCAD and if I came to SCAD for basketball. Then he paused and asked if I knew Charles Barkley. Of course I knew who that was. Hello? I do play basketball. He continued on with a story:
"He's a funny man and this happened 4 years ago. Charles said who woulda thought that the best golfer is black and who woulda thought the best NBA player is from China?" as he chuckled.
"You know, when I first saw you walk in the room I thought about what he told me because I had no idea what you looked like or how tall you were. I was thinking to myself, that you couldn't possibly play basketball," as he chuckled.
No, he did not! Did he just insult me in a jokingly manner that he expects me to just let go and laugh with him? Ha. Wow.
Unfortunately that is exactly what I did. No point. I was use to it as I've heard it all my life.
He continued on asking me more in depth questions that I can't post on this blog. He told me I was not to speak to anyone or talk about what was asked and said, as it is an "investigation."
One benefit I did get from this visit in the SCAD security building was that I actually know what was said on the letter. I'll just say that it was very disturbing and grammatically wrong in so many ways!
Stupid. Whoever it was definitely has not had Beth for a writing class.
So I got a call from Jeff Smith, head of residence life (as i was told), asking me to come by the building after my classes. At first I asked how long it would take because I had plans to meet with a friend after class. He proceeded to tell me that it wouldn't take long. I began to assume many things that could happen. If they would tell me that I have a threat against me and my life is on danger or they really believe that I could be the one to write that letter. Haha.
FRONT PAGE: A girl standing four feet ten inches is a threat.
Haha. Psh. Yeah, right.
As I stepped into the same office, I noticed that the guy who called me was not there but a small frail man who had a lot of gray hairs and lines on his face. He was on the phone so I walked back outside the room to be respectful.
"Hi there, can I h-e-l-p you?" he asked with a stutter.
"Um, yes. I got a call from Jeff Smith and he told me to come in," I replied.
"Oh, yes. He stepped out but I am the culprit who asked for you to come in," he says with a chuckle. He leads me to a chair that I could sit on. He was private investigator Chic.
"How long do you think this will take? Because I have no change and I only have 15 minutes in the meter," I explained.
"Oh, you need quarters? Let me see if I can find change," he says as he searches his pocket and bag.
He found some quarters and gave them to me. I went back outside in the blazing sun and made my way to dispense more quarters in my meter. I walk back in with a mild indication on my face that I had been sweating.
I sat down and he started to ask questions about why I came to SCAD and if I came to SCAD for basketball. Then he paused and asked if I knew Charles Barkley. Of course I knew who that was. Hello? I do play basketball. He continued on with a story:
"He's a funny man and this happened 4 years ago. Charles said who woulda thought that the best golfer is black and who woulda thought the best NBA player is from China?" as he chuckled.
"You know, when I first saw you walk in the room I thought about what he told me because I had no idea what you looked like or how tall you were. I was thinking to myself, that you couldn't possibly play basketball," as he chuckled.
No, he did not! Did he just insult me in a jokingly manner that he expects me to just let go and laugh with him? Ha. Wow.
Unfortunately that is exactly what I did. No point. I was use to it as I've heard it all my life.
He continued on asking me more in depth questions that I can't post on this blog. He told me I was not to speak to anyone or talk about what was asked and said, as it is an "investigation."
One benefit I did get from this visit in the SCAD security building was that I actually know what was said on the letter. I'll just say that it was very disturbing and grammatically wrong in so many ways!
Stupid. Whoever it was definitely has not had Beth for a writing class.
Monday, May 25, 2009
Life Lesson #2
No matter what you do, people will talk about you regardless.
I have come to a conclusion about this specific topic. I can refer to my recent experience this past weekend.
This girl, Zay, has wanted to have a relationship with me since January. I didn't think it was right for me to start a new relationship when I still had feelings for Dakota so I told her we should be friends. And that's what we have been, friends. We've hung out a few times and have gone clubbing several weekends. We were working our way to a relationship but I wasn't rushing it because I needed to give myself some "me" time.
I use to have a friend, Sha, who apparently started to like Zay. If it was months before, I wouldn't care if she wanted to be with her but with the fact that Zay and I have grown, I found it wrong. I found out Saturday night that my so called friend have been trying to put a bad image to my name. She has repeatedly tried to convince Zay that I'm still stuck on Dakota, that we'd never last and she shouldn't be stuck on me. Haha. I laughed at first but then I proceeded to be pissed off because I thought that was very childish of her. Not a smart and effective way to steal someone. Zay is smarter than what Sha intended her to be so Sha just ended up getting cursed out and played.
I've tried to avoid putting my relationships out in the open with certain friends to avoid drama but it still follows me. I've tried the path of being open about my relationships but still not ever enough. This is why I just decided to cut certain friends out of my life completely because friends shouldn't talk about you regardless of the situation.
I have come to a conclusion about this specific topic. I can refer to my recent experience this past weekend.
This girl, Zay, has wanted to have a relationship with me since January. I didn't think it was right for me to start a new relationship when I still had feelings for Dakota so I told her we should be friends. And that's what we have been, friends. We've hung out a few times and have gone clubbing several weekends. We were working our way to a relationship but I wasn't rushing it because I needed to give myself some "me" time.
I use to have a friend, Sha, who apparently started to like Zay. If it was months before, I wouldn't care if she wanted to be with her but with the fact that Zay and I have grown, I found it wrong. I found out Saturday night that my so called friend have been trying to put a bad image to my name. She has repeatedly tried to convince Zay that I'm still stuck on Dakota, that we'd never last and she shouldn't be stuck on me. Haha. I laughed at first but then I proceeded to be pissed off because I thought that was very childish of her. Not a smart and effective way to steal someone. Zay is smarter than what Sha intended her to be so Sha just ended up getting cursed out and played.
I've tried to avoid putting my relationships out in the open with certain friends to avoid drama but it still follows me. I've tried the path of being open about my relationships but still not ever enough. This is why I just decided to cut certain friends out of my life completely because friends shouldn't talk about you regardless of the situation.
Thursday, May 21, 2009
Life Lesson #1 from me
Never get into a new relationship when you know you haven't moved on from your past ghosts.
It seems like a lot of people rush into a new relationship because they are hurt and for the wrong reasons. It's never healthy to use a person as an outlet to forget the past when you're not ready to let everything go.
It seems like a lot of people rush into a new relationship because they are hurt and for the wrong reasons. It's never healthy to use a person as an outlet to forget the past when you're not ready to let everything go.
Thursday, April 30, 2009
Rough week, one laugh.
I've been going through a lot this week due to relationships, schoolwork and basketball workouts. I saw this and it just made me laugh. :)
Sunday, April 26, 2009
My resolution
"When you looked back, I was right behind you...when you looked to the side of you, I was standing by you...when you looked in front of you, I was right there holding your hand...But that was before and now when you look behind, side and in front... you'll see the ghost of me you wish u still had..."
I finally had a reality check. I've been in a relationship trying to make things work when we were never on the same page. We all try to force someone to be in our lives when sometimes they are not meant to be in it. Whoever is suppose to be in our lives 5 to 10 years from now will be there. Point blank. No argument needed.
I finally had a reality check. I've been in a relationship trying to make things work when we were never on the same page. We all try to force someone to be in our lives when sometimes they are not meant to be in it. Whoever is suppose to be in our lives 5 to 10 years from now will be there. Point blank. No argument needed.
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