Just Be Honest

Am I in way over head? Am I going way too crazy for this girl?

I don't think I'm upset at the situation, but more that it happens repeatedly. It's not just her and him particularly, but more that it's one more time that this has happened to me. Why do I always get blocked like that?

It's also their denial. That's what it is. If you two are developing, then totally go for it. No need to hide it.

Think rational Zahir. Think with reason. Don't wallow in your misery.

My Parents are…Parents

Since high school, I've known that I truly am my father's son. The habits that he had when he was my age are gone beyond nurture and seemed to be part of nature. But today during the car ride, I put my finger on a different lesson. I've learned by business skills from my dad and my logic and knowledge of economics from my mother. I truly am a product of both of their knowledge skills combined.

It's funny how I think of myself as becoming an accomplished economist but when I look at my mother, I am truly stunned and how well she knows what she's doing. It's not in academic terms, but it's definitely in layman's terms and personally, I think that provides better communication. She really is a smart, intelligent person who has never given up learning.

Need to Read It Myself

So I just need to think out loud, slow my brain down and get my schedule on to paper. In essence, I need to juggle the following commitments: School, Housing, Garba, Greek, PG and AKYSB.

1. School - Done
2. Housing - Just make the damn posters
3. Garba - Show up to practices
4. Greek - Get by...
5. PG - Teleconference
6. AKYSB - Get updates and to do tasks.

Looks like on Wednesday, I have to be at 3 places at once.

Everyone's Doing It

I've noticed the trendiest thing to do with blogs is to write social commentary. I try to refrain because I'm not perfect so who am I to comment on society and my peers. It's like I'm trying to enact reform in accordance with my own personal agenda.

But there are things that need to be pointed out. Here's my latest irritation with my peers:

There's only one thing worse than poor grammar. Using advanced grammar incorrectly to show that you know grammar, when really, you don't know the difference.

The insider scoop is that on college essays and really, any other essay, if you try to use big words, the readers will figure it out. Same thing applies to the way you put your words together.

I see people commenting on Facebook pictures with "this and my mom and I" or "This is the bridge and I". It makes me shudder or they will say "take a picture of Lucy and I"

Hate to break your bubble but it actually is "This is me and and my mom" and "take a picture of me and Lucy"

So please, don't try to use something if you don't know how it works. And face it, grammar is fucking hard. So if you just make the same ignorant mistakes as everyone else, you won't be that far behind. Trying to show off what you don't have, that might hurt you rather than help.

And that my friends, is it. It was something I had to do.

Stress

So this is going to be a really bad week. My schedule is all over the place. Why do all my classes have to be toward the evening? or why do the rush events have to be while I have class?

And what scares me the most is that this is just the beginning. If I do get a bid from the Delts, then how will pledging be? My schedule will haywire. Partnership Golf and the Sports Tourney will undoubtedly suffer. Are those teams and events important?

The way I see it, this is one of my last chances to Rush. There will be more opportunities.

Or if I can learn to balance.

Experience is the only teacher that gives the test first and then the lesson.

I want to surf and swim in the ocean, as toxic as it may be.

I want to visit where the sun's rays sparkle like glitter in the horizon,
all whilst you run your fingers through my hair.

The line which separates dream and memory is action. Is it in me?

Taste

I tasted death this morning.

I walk on the black tar below my feet. The darkest black beneath me.

Why was I saved? Was it to calm me? to tame me?

As I walk on the black tar, down the road, I see a black car.

There is a reason its headlights are on. They are on to save me.

And they definitely have.