But as of this moment, I am done with school for this semester and for the year. Year number six, here I come...I honestly do not know why I am still in school after all of these years. I mean, school keeps me on my feet, keeps me grounded, keeps me yearning to learn, but have you ever felt that out of all your hard work, you are getting absolutely NOWHERE? I feel that I should be in studio classes actually DOING something, instead of sitting down and listening to a voice that projects across a gigantic lecture hall, with the ability of passing out from overbearing boredom (no disrespect to my professors). If I wanna hear a projected voice putting me to sleep, I'll listen to Asher Roth's new album.
Yet, the thing is, with the idea that I feel I am getting nowhere, it motivates me to pursue what I want to do, and learn more about what I do, without letting school hold me back from doing so within the institution. At the end of the day, a diploma should not define me. My hard work and determination as well as dedication should provide others for who I am as an individual. If I choose not to give a fuck, it would show, or perhaps it is when that question pops up in class, and I wonder, "Why the hell am I here?".
Bottom line is, this week has been hella stressful for me and for those around me. And I apologize for letting my stress, my anger, my frustration, and my fears affect the way that I treat those that care for me that much, especially to my queens (Mom, Adrianne) my princess (Amaya) and I give thanks to the homies that stood by me (Randal, Leon, Frank, Amanda) and a big ups to the haters (Rhea).
This summer, I look to get out my dreams and make use of the trying times that our country is in.
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