Good guys make bad decisions too….

Well I started this post with my traditional deep breath. Spring break, a time to kick back, a time to relax, get away from the stresses of your everyday school life. I had a quite interesting break. The initial plan starts off in Houston, leave that first Sunday and check in at San Antonio. Then leave San Antonio Thursday and head to New Orleans where I would stay until Sunday, to head back to school. Unfortunately, plans came to a halt Tuesday night when I checked into the San Antonio Detention Center.

KNOW YOUR RIGHTS!!!

I cannot stress that enough. And I don’t mean know that pointless speech, “You have the right to remain silent…” The longest 2 days of my life. So this is what it feels like to be ¾ human. Shackles bruise your ankle and your mind.

FORGIVE THEM (US) FATHER FOR THEY KNOW NOT WHAT THEY DO.

Sad to say I have no regrets for spring break. Everything happens for a reason. On top of that, I had a blast. I just hate I had to use my New Orleans money on bail. Looking on the brighter side, I met some really interesting people and I found who my true friends are.

A BRAND NEW APPRECIATION FOR MY FREEDOM AND MY LIFE.

Never looking back, but never forgetting. And Boosie said, “You don’t know my struggle, so you can’t feel my hustle.” LOL. But seriously, think what you think and keep it moving. Don’t linger too long, you’re in unknown territory. Understanding is an understatement. The irony. If I don’t know how could you? I’m still trying to break the code.

FRIENDS, HOW MANY OF US HAVE THEM?

Shout out to Pula for answering collect! (LOL) I rode the San Antonio Metro bus back to the hotel once I was released on a $400 bail. I was thinking I would walk out to a parade of people, maybe a marching band, and a maybe the news channel too. You remember when Kidd got out of jail in House Party? Not this time eh?

WHAT IF I WERE MY OWN PSYCHOLOGIST?...

Come home, follow me. Complete confident thoughts. Be sure you have a purpose. Be alone with a purpose, in pursuit of yourself. For you are your own top priority. Accept your problem, research the solution. Rest in your slumber. Be humble in your defeat. Rejoice in your success. My neighbor’s food does not feed me. Only my food endures. So I work. My feet soak in worker’s blood. It fears me not, because I am seeking myself. It’s history and math. The world keeps burning, slavery is history and declaring freedom was and is, mathematic justice for our being. This brings me to our growth, or in your case and my case, evolution. There is only one truth. So why does your self-worth vary by the day? Until that one day arrives from the following day, when you knew who you are……

ONE DAY MY DESTINY WILL MANIFEST AND BECOME REAL.

Your friend has no soul, tell her to be herself….

The thoughts of being me to the fullest, never leave my head. Stomach queasy, head pains, and over all body disgust, I’m over my sickness but I’m truthfully ill. The diagnosis is I can’t be diagnosed. There aren’t enough symptoms, but there are too many to quit. To add on to it all, your friend has no soul. If I’m feeling myself, than she fucking the shit out of you. My repulse is automatic. I get that feeling. My insides reflect the opposite of my outside. This is the longest ride home ever. I’m almost on empty. Riding on fumes. What is keeping me? Nothing, the car stops. Luckily, I was in pushing distance of a nearby gas station. Revived, I am back on full. And I didn’t even have to go into my wallet. Conversations with the “enemy of state”, made me realize I was holding on to nothing, for nothing. By my choice, this is no competition. Crazy how the world works and how things turn out. Crazy how we don’t plan on most realizations, they just happen. Sometimes you just go with the flow. I’ve been moving around lately. I need to keep it moving. I’m so appreciative for life’s lessons, keep teachin....

A ROAD TRIP UP THE ROAD.

Texas A&M. Mane hold up! lol. What a great time I had. Freakin crazy man, I'm so glad I got the "not so black" college expierience. Man these people know how to party. I am so not ready to go home. Have to keep it moving though. I have to go to work at 8 tonight. I'll probably be sleep behind the desk. lol. Love the trife life. Redeeming myself is a must, So I got to make a trip back up to Baton Rouge and New Orleans. I have to moon the state of Louisiana once again. I love it. My people down there, stay ready for a visit and a walking party. I discovered another Charles Hamilton and Drake. He goes by the name Joe Budden. This guy makes going insane sound cool. lol. Different cultures amaze me. I just like to listen to what people have to say. It's kind of wierd but I'm a "people watcher" . I observe people. lol. Just a personal goal, to explore as many cultures as I can, before I graduate. Culture shock me, till it's no longer a shock. What's funny about my particular expierience here at A&M is, I could "Dougie" better than everybody at the party.lol. Talk about shock treatment. Man I love college. And people, don't believe everything you hear. I heard so many stories about racism here. But, everybody I encountered was friendlier than Barney on Sunday morning. lol. Not saying it doesn't exist, but live a little. Seek knowledge for yourself. As I type, it still amazes me how my tattoo rubbed off my fingers. lol. My thoughts are scattered everywhere, respect my randomness. From eating watermelon outside at the courts, to ridin to houston with no air, to stopping to see my people, to stopping to see her people, to reclaiming my closet i left in New Orleans, to P.V., to A&M, to work, then hopefully to church.