Monthly Archives: March 2014

MAKE THE DIFFERENCE

Many professors come and go, some we always remember
What we take with us outside the classroom makes the difference
Years will pass and the classroom will be the same
The faces change as the professor age
What we take with us outside the classroom makes the difference
The voice of a good professor never leaves your heart
The memories of a good class are hard to fade
What we take with us outside the classroom makes the difference
It takes a strong individual to overcome the odds
To become a professor and teach a class
What we take with us outside the classroom makes the difference

Something about the E train

There’s something bout the E train that turns my stomach. My chest feel hot and bothered like I want to throw up. I want to rip off all my clothes and jump in a pool. Something about the E train makes me sick every time. I don’t know why. Maybe it’s the commute, maybe it’s the atmosphere, maybe it’s just a bad vibe. I always enjoyed traveling and learning new cities, but there’s something about the E train that makes want to stay in bed. Unless today’s just not my day. Tomorrow maybe better. I just have to get use to a longer commute. ..

“im a BIG kid now”

Celebrating a week of sobriety.
Working toward stabilty.
Registering for next semester tomorrow.
Staying out of trouble.
Im warm, loving and kind to others.
Growing stronger and better.
In love with the Lord.
Im done playing with my life.
Looking at my future.
Celebrating my gifts.
Giving all my love.
Accepting where im at today
And happy to share this experience.
Im a big kid now…

Aquill Mae

Aquill Mae
10 hours ago ·
Fresh out the bullpen
First time locked up in N.Y.
For two warrants,
time served. I’m hungry
Stinking and miss my bae
He told me they was watching us
Guess I had to test the water

At least my warrants cleared..

Aquill Mae
Feb 27 at 8:59pm ·
Running three days without a shower
Worn and spoiled, only 2days sober
Restless and tired, but my eyes wont lemme sleep
Too anxious to wake up tomorrow, too spoiled to settle with less

Dayum brain, why can’t you stop thinking about a blunt
Shutup, lemme sleep
Give me a sweet dream like the warmth of a lover’s kiss
Or a hug from my mom

I barely got any sleep last night, my body is worn out
And my brains overloaded. It’s way past my bedtime and it ain’t even nine yet
|°^€