It’s been a while since we talked. Like, since I heard your voice, that kind of talk.

You found others now. Congratulations, sincerely. However, this isn’t happily ever after for you.

Feel free to prove me wrong, and a part of me hopes you do, but right now, I just don’t know.

You’re happy with your new people. You have the hardships of life pressing against you and they are your support group. That’s great. You have a best friend who’s your boyfriend who will share his world with you. That’s great too.

But in all honesty, you can do so much better. You’ve had better before, but you’re just moving on to something new.

You always repeat the same things- the things that says “I know that life isn’t forever, and I know life isn’t fair” type of quotes that make people think your deep. As much of a deep thinker that you are, your quotes come from tumblr and song lyrics, and your jokes come from others, not all, but some notable ones.

The things we used to do. The things we used to say. Everything that made us: US. You took that and spread it among other people. You made it into a regular thing with other people.

The only thing you have that I wasn’t associated with was your vanity. Sports and cars too- but I’ve been getting into it for a while now. Your sense of humor, I guess some of your taste in music was yours, but what it was then to what it is now was greatly influenced by me. Just how you are today was because of my influence. I hate to come out as cocky, but if we examine closely at everything- it’s me. You even told me that I was always your conscience.

Well I guess you’re one of the few people who can kick their own conscience out of their lives.

I know you’ve been through a lot. I understand. But now, what you’re doing with your life, isn’t how you wanted it before. I mean, some things change and some things stay the same, but you are better than this. When you stop repeating the words of others- namely your quotes- and rephrase them to fit you, you’ll understand.

There’s more to life than the North Shore- you need to get out because it’s only going to hold you back.

You feel like you have a good sense of what your life will be, and what steps you have to take, and what the future brings, what have you.

You don’t.

You won’t understand what I’m talking about because you’re not letting go. WE were supposed to be together throughout life. And I find myself holding on to that dream. Hoping that somehow, someway, we’ll just be able to talk again.

Now I’ll start from square one if I have to.

I’m just saying, you are so much better, and have so much potential in life.

Everything you are now, I know I had some influence on. And to make some things clear, I never left you. YOU left ME. You stopped everything. I was the fighter.

You talked about how you wanted someone to fight for you for a change. Well I fought to keep what we had. You were the one who neglected it. You were the one who threw it all away.

It’s ironic how you hate being treated one way, yet have treated me that exact way.

Yeah, I’m not perfect. But I don’t deserve this. And yeah, it’s not about what’s deserved, but I really do feel like I should get some sort of explanation.

I see you showing him off. Doing things for him, bragging about every little thing he does. But when you really think about it, any guy would want to play COD for hours on end if you called him. He does other stuff too, but like I said, a lot of other guys would do it too.

Your dream of the Disney prince is just blocking you from seeing it. You just hold on to every little thing.

You’ve changed and I’ve changed. But I still want to be together and fulfill everything we had planned out. It’s only a dimming dream now. But I still hold onto it as tight, as strong, and as fierce as I ever have. I’m not giving up.

You probably don’t even think of me anymore. And I guess that’s fine, except for every way I have effected your daily life.

Maybe I’m still your conscience, and maybe not.

I just hope you’ll accept me back into your life. I’d like to believe I made your life better. And I’d like to believe you made mine better. But whether or not it’s true, I don’t really care, I just want to be reunited.

All the best.

Here’s to us. Ghetto Boy Periwinkle and the Hussy. MTL =].

“I’m Yours”.

did-you-kno:

When the sodium chloride dissolves into the pineapple it will break apart into sodium and chloride ions.

The sodium ion will then react with the malic and citric acids present in the pineapple to form neutral sodium salts.

Acids normally have a tart or sour taste but when they are converted into neutral compounds they lose this sourness, and so the pineapple tastes sweeter.

Source

I remember my mom telling me this when I was younger. She would add salt to the pineapples and told me it’s to make it sweeter. I asked her how she knew and she told me that an object can have different effects on different things, that sugar on pineapples wouldn’t be as good as salt, which proved true. Having no form of education it always impresses me how much she knows and her explanations are always better than those of the scientists.

Seeing this post was too ill. I love my mom, and I love pineapples.

Will Smith’s Two Keys to Life:

Running and Reading

“Bros before Hoes”, “Chicks before Dicks”

What ever happened to “Ladies before Gentlemen”?

“Makes me sick motherfucker, how far we done fell.”-Bunk

stairs88:

sunelton:

respect

mad respect

people need to be more like this. too many are getting caught up in bullshit.

As I finished my sophomore year I only have more years to go. I need to do more with them.

After completing all of my final exams I felt unsatisfied with each and every one of them. Pushed to my absolute limit this year with every going around. I watch as others study, stressed beyond belief but cramming new and old material. In retrospect I had it easy, but wish I could redo it again. Not just finals, but this whole semester. Sophomore slumps, but I’ll break out.

Hopefully these next two weeks will be a good break until I start summer classes.

Job-wise- I still need one. I’m working an easy one so far until Friday, which is nice, but I have to get up very early in the morning which is hard for me. I can adjust, but still. I feel like I’m wasting my time. I’d rather do something I like, although I am doing nothing for pretty decent pay haha.

I guess I just need to review my approach to life.

I haven’t gotten a job yet, nor a shadowing opportunity. Readjustment is well needed. It’s time to change something up.

Halfway There World, and I’m No Where Near Satisfied With What I’ve Done.

Within the Next Week

I need to:

-Calc Final (5/7)

-Chinese Composition (5/8)- done just need to pass in

-Chinese Final (5/8)

-OWL: basically all of it from the start of the semester

-Chem Final (5/8)- Gotta study hard for this one.

Other:

-Get job

-Get shadowing opportunity

-Get volunteering hours

-Fix my body up lol

—-I need a job, people need workers, and yet they still don’t take me. God fucking damn.

One More Week To Freedom World.

Umi Says- Mos Def

“My Umi says shine my light on the world,

Shine yo’ light for the world to see.”

Oldie but goodie. On repeat.

This past weekend I spent in Washington DC with BU Jalwa. IT WAS FUCKIN’ ILL YO. So fuckin’ ill to see how Jalwa practiced and then performed. Never seen people work so hard for something they’re so passionate about. They put in their work.

So grateful for them asking us to perform with, so grateful for the opportunity. I now understand the term “my 15 seconds of fame” haha.

All expense paid to DC- transportation, hotel, and after party!! All which was dope!! Felt like a king there!! I only regret having back and knee issues.

Unfortunately- due to the politricks- BU Jalwa- the only group to get a stand ovation from the crowd- did not win- which was bullshiet- but hey- politricks stay tickin’.

Big ups and much love to BU Jalwa. Some of the coolest people I have ever met.

Looking forward to the future.

Their passion inspires me.