I don't wanna do SHIT. I don't have not even one drop of motivation to do anything related to school other than packing my things up and going home... and then I look at the things that need to get done before I could officially finish this undergraduate life (I feel like one of those cartoons running away as someone is clearly pulling his/her jacket...so he/she is moving no where) oh dios.
Random thoughts in my mind... at 1 am... yes, I am up at 1 am... a true college student... I wonder if next sunday I'll be up at 1 am...
Competing with the past is not going to rock with me this new year... so... if for some reason you decide to creep up on me and tap me on my shoulder I plan to keep walking forward... I may look back every once in a while just to see how far I've come... but trust, you are the past for a reason.
I will not compare and contrast myself, resizing and increasing the pigments of the many portraits of my past...few...days...weeks...months...That was then and this is now... me... I am smart (book and street), funny (even in the most awkward situations), sweet (check your pocket you might find a note that reads "Thank u for making me Smile"), outgoing (I'll be your friend when no one else wants to), crazy (life is too short to be simple), complex (this is why I am MisUnderstood)... either you get me, or you don't.
Thank yous...
Daze: You have been my diary. You understand my unspoken language in the morning (because I fkin hate to talk without brushing my teeth), you know how to organize my life when I could barely find my way through my own thoughts... you give me inspiration when I'm ready to settle by believing that maybe I should be another person in a suit behind a desk counting the days down until friday at 5. You have been there through the many heartbreaks, and even that one night I called you at 4 am crying... you picked up... the pieces that were left of my heart... you have been there even when I didn't want anyone around me... I am a better person because of you. Simply. A better person.
Yuvs: the most humble woman I know. Thank you for teaching me that pride is sometimes our biggest downfall. A friendship that I didn't see coming, I love you like a real momma jams. Intelligent like no other, you inspire me as a Dominican female to continue my education... can't nobody take away the knowledge that you gain through education... educate yourself, so you can educate others.
Lari: BRO... Only one year of being friends, and I know we'll be around each other for life. My true wingman! The one that supports my moves, as I support yours... fuk it, if we're wrong we'll laugh and learn... you have taught me that the most important thing in this world is to be happy. I would have never imagined that you are the type of girl that you are. And for that I am thankful. Thank you for always being a text, im, gchat, email, phone call, train hop away. Thank you for letting me spoon you in the middle of the night (it was cold bro, it was cold)... thank you for never ever judging me (even when I drank that whole.. and then I shouted out all the ugly b... in the club) thank you for not being prissy and so girly! ah! a real thug lol no no no.. a real woman.
Luz: 2 years and counting, you recruited me for the Stroll Team... an honor. Being your friend is an honor. You don't get too close to many people and for letting me be this close to you (and I dont mean the time you caught me dancing in front of the mirror as you passed by the bathroom), you have taught me that you can be young and have it all...
2008: Thank you for giving me an amazing summer. Thank you for letting me wake up every day and realize that I was lucky to have the sun in my face... thank you for that summer internship that pushed me to deciding that I do want to pursue writing... thank you for all the free events me and my girls got to go to, which allowed me to meet people outside of my circle... thank you for letting me grow a year older and becoming a little smarter as a person... thank you for letting me meet all the guys that were just a step closer to my soul mate... thank you for letting me gain a better understanding of me as a human being in this crowded ass elevator... thank you for always keeping it real and pointing out my mistakes. Thank you for Obama. Thank you for giving me hope in the most depressing of times...
Thank you.
I'm ready for change. Welcome 2009. Lets see where you lead me to.
1 comments:
sooo... simple and complex?!?!
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