Blessed be me!

Truly blesses! That is exactly how I feel. Things don't always go the way you want them to, but at the end of the day, it doesn't matter to me. I always remind myself that this life is only temporary and the eternal one is round the corner.I stop every now and then and remind myself of the thousands and hundreds of things that god has blessed me with. Whatever it is that's bothering me evaporates. No more headaches or anxiety. A wave of serenity washes over me. And I mean it when I say that it works. I don't believe in wallowing. There shouldn't be a reason for me to feel frustrated when things don't go according to plan. I believe in embracing change with open arms and look at the world through a positive prospective, regardless of the the chaos. I don't mean to sound Naïve. We're all bound to crash every now and then.But no matter how tough it gets out there, never let it get to you!

Totally Gay!

I won't let go this time I promise!
Would you trust me this time round because I said I'm on it!
I just lost sight of what was important for a moment.
I got caught up with the beauties and temptations of this world, but that was just for a fraction of a second.
Butyou know how I am! Come on I promised!
This is going to be the last time I fuck up, seriously I'm being honest!
How many times before this was I diligent?
You always seemed to appreciate my work but now you're all worked up, angry and disappointed!
I'm only human you know.
Cut a sister some slack every now and then.
It won't kill you to say it I forgive you!

"Hey! I know you!"

How is it that I differ and stand out from the rest of the crowd? This crowd is no ordinary crowd.They are not your average people, they will stare at you if you walk past them without greeting. Get worked up if you don't suck up to them, and when you do, they call you a dummy! A no brain-er! If one of them knows your name, that ONE person will spread it to the rest of them and in no time you have a nickname!
I try my bestest to avoid them. Stir clear and make sure I'm under their radar. I will try my all to blend in, be one of them, while all the while I cannot stand the sight of them! The mere thought of their existence gets my blood pressure soaring high. The minute I hear their voices from across the hall I look for the nearest exit. My heart beat starts to increase and I run out of breath! Weird isn't it? All this just to escape?! I've tried time and time again to to let it go;open my eyes and see the big picture! But I can't see no freaking picture! It's hard to get over.It's impossible to control the rage that overcomes me. It's unbelievable,unexplainable and irritating to be honest! I want out and I want it now please! Until the day when I can breathe easy and be natural when I'm surrounded by the large crowd, I will continue to dwell in a state of hide and seek!

Heart prints!

Whatever our hands touch -
We leave fingerprints!
On walls, on furniture
On doorknobs, dishes, books.
There's no escape.
As we touch we leave our identity.
Wherever I go today
Help me leave heartprints!
Heartprints of compassion
Of understanding and love.

Heartprints of kindness
And genuine concern.
May my heart touch a lonely neighbor
Or a runaway daughter
Or an anxious mother
Or perhaps an aged grandfather.

Send me out today
To leave heartprints.
And if someone should say,
"I felt your touch,"
May they also sense the love
that is deep within my heart.


A beautiful peom I've come across.

It's a terrible cliché!

Follow those dreams of yours no matter how far fetched they seem. Don't let anyone put you down & don't dare let your shyness get in the way. If only you let yourself go every now and then, imagine the insane amount of things you can get done! Sounds easy doesn't it, but then again if it was so darn easy then every single human being on this planet would've been successful. How many fallen stars have you come across? You don't want to turn into one. Fallen stars are those of us that have given up on our dreams and consequently on life.They are those that feel like they've made it once and now they're turn is over, or that they've ran out of luck. I refuse to buy that! We are who we say we are!
Regardless of how tiresome and energy draining perusing your dream can get, hold on tight! It's going to be one hell of a ride. But along with holding on and fighting, I believe that including God and letting religion become a major part of your life will only assist as well as benefit you in the long run. God is not make belief, at least not to me!

Be patient.Don't expect quick fixes and instantaneous success, it doesn't work that way right? You've heard the saying "easy come,easy go!" Think about it! I know it's totally clichéd!

May the forces above help me with this one!

Lately I've been faced with a dilemma.The kind of dilemma that has you struggling to figure out which choice is the best choice for you! For me, it was more religious than anything else.

Not so long ago, I made a promise to myself that I would work on becoming the best Muslim I can be. It's something that is of great importance to me because; yes, I've been screwing up quite a bit! Not to worry, I was not into any kind of grave problems, but it's always the little things that I have had a problem fixing.So I decided that I will finally take the initiative to correct these things and adapt to a new life style. So far things are going great. I've went cold turkey on music(hard to believe but I did it!) and I've truly become a vegetarian (well as long as I'm in america..lol). All of this was done for my own benefit, as lame and as retarded it may sound to some of you. But the truth of the matter is, life is short! and the way I see it, I ain't getting any younger and my days on the beloved planet is numbered so making the best of the time I have. So anyways, enough of my crazy ramp. What I didn't anticipate was how hard and challenging it can get! I sometimes find myself having an internal battle with myself. It's like the voices in my head have a mid of their own! Jeez!! In the end of the day, the only thing I can do is to stay true to myself and be honest and pray that I have the strength to hold on to what I believe in and rid myself of the temptations.

"OSU sucks!"

I've been hearing this lately from a lot of people, some of them happen to be friends of mine while the rest are random people I strike conversations with around campus. What I find interesting is the number of people that say that Ohio State sucks! Now, I like to respond to that statement by asking them why they think that is! The response is usually students complaining about the insane amount of money they have to pay each quarter or how it takes ages to get from one part of campus to another and occasionally the " can you believe the GPA you need to have to get accepted?!!!" All of their reasons kinda seem legit, but then again I have to say: "Really? Really guys? You think Ohio State sucks?" I think Ohio State is the best thing that has happened to me! I think that you should be proud of being a buckeye and you should always say I go to THE Ohio State University! and celebrate the fact that you are one of those smart ones! It appears to me that those who don't make it here bitch about how "shity" it is and I suppose when rejected some of us tend to get defensive!! The way I look at it is, I freaking took a plane from another continent to get here soo, this school is pretty much the shiznit! ama be walking down the streets of any city, on any given day and say: " Yo, I go to THE ohio state university!!!" So be jealous B*tch!

Stuck on you

Don't tell me that you didn't have the time! I know its what you say each and every time I ask you the same question. It's happening to us again. Boy I thought our bond was stronger than all this. I saw you as the one I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. Hold your hand be your support beam. Our love story is turning into one of those cheesy,pathetic scenarios we always see on poor written TV shows. You promised you'd spend time with me tonight, you know.
The way I let you treat me, you have all kinds of power over me. I've submitted myself to you. Without you directing me I morph into a compass needle swirling out of control. Everyone tells me I need to kick you out. Let you go. You're eating my insides away. But I don't want to listen to what they have to say. You complete me. You are me, or is it that I am you? Where would I be without you darling? No, no,this won't happen. we'll find a way to work it out right? You'll... You'll treat me right won't you? Take care of me and never abandon me again? Promise me this time?

super man visiting OSU!

I am currently in a state of euphoria. The news that Obama is going to be on campus this weekend is something that I have been waiting to witness ever since my arrival at OSU.For some reason I love the man. I am always captivated by his messages and his style of deliverance.His honesty..& there is something about his voice that reminds me of Martin Luther King(is it just me?). I don't love Obama because he's black but because I truly believe that he has and still is continuing to do great things for all Americans. A man whom I believe is moving us in the right direction and he's someone that is bringing positive energy into a country that in my opinion has had more than its fair share of hardships. I am so very proud to have him lead this country, regardless of what critics have to say. He's enduring a great deal of criticism from people everywhere,it's about time that people back off and let him do his thing. I don't want to get all political and begin to talk about subjects that I have very little knowledge about. But at the end of the day, Barack Obama has done way more good than Bush did in his 8 years in office.

So with Obama's arrival I am eager to hear what he has to say.For someone that does not care a whole lot about politics I really do want to be a part of the crowd that's cheering the man that I would've voted for had I been 18 at the time. I sure do hope that it will be an evening that I will cherish and hold dear forever!

Makes you want to slit those wrists!

You woke up this morning. Feeling dizzy,hungry,weirded out and alone. It's not working anymore. The plan is an epic fail. What are you going to do? Where are you going to turn now? The walls of the room begin to cave in on you. The screams of laughter and the sounds of plates and forks clashing downstairs sound distant.It's as though everyone is a million galaxies away from you.They become aliens. The need to socialize ceases to exist. You loose the urges. You stop to respect the rules. Every word that leaves your mouth has a "FUCK IT!!" at the end. It looks like everyone's out to get you. yea I know that feeling!

When you get that feeling like you're living your life straight out of a novel. When you hope you were dreaming,but that hope is of no use! Disconnected emotionally. Drained physically. No place to run. No shelter. It's over. But you don't tell yourself that. There's got to be a way out of this. The exit sign ought to appear sometime soon. I mean isn't that how things turn out? Visit hell a little, then back to heaven. Did you ever consider dwelling in hell for a while? Maybe call it home? Did you think things were going to always workout for you? You're funny. Seriously though? What world do you live in? lala land?!

"Sweety, people are going to talk.."

Can she think for a second? on her own this time.Not with all of you hovering over her.Pressuring her not with your words but with your nerve wrecking stares and furrowed brows. She has a decision to make. A major life changing decision too. So please, just this once, back the hell away.

Most of you don't even know her that well. What do you gain by telling her what to do, or what you think is right? huh? I find it funny how all of you like to call her hard headed or stubborn when she doesn't do what you tell her to. She's different, can't you see? Is it really wrong to do what you want to do from time to time without having all of you making remarks and saying "ohhh! People are going to start talking now..what are you going to do then?" She didn't commit a crime. What is there to talk about? How come everything she does or wants to do ends up being something that is not culturally acceptable?! Well I think, as long as what she does isn't religiously forbidden, then it is OK.So maybe people need to know, she knows what she's doing. She's not stupid. But then again, who am I to speak for her..

Temper

Sometimes you just got to let them go. Maybe in the end it's all worth it. I can't help but think, where did it all go wrong. Seems to me like every one's turning their backs on you. I could be wrong..I hope I'm wrong, but things don't look so good right now. I remember the look on your face when you got the news. The despair, anxiety and frustration all reflecting Christal clear on your soft,fragile,child like face. You mouthed the words "what did I do this time?" again..those words barely a whisper. But I knew it right away. I've come to memorize that scene. It's as though we go through these rehearsed cycles. It's like, like the universe is playing a practical joke on you. And somehow I play the same role. I don't want to be a part of this game. Standing around, not being able to help you,fix you..it's not easy. I didn't sign up for this crap. But then again, how dare I try to make it all about me? It's you who's having the hard time.

I can't help but try to remember when it all started. Was it 5 years ago? When you found out the "truth"? Is that when reality set in? Or were you blind until someone pointed it out to you? You know what, I want to shake the living crap out of you right now. I can't begin to wrap my head around your level of stupidity! Why don't you suck it up and get up? Fight back and for once in your life stop feeling bad for yourself. Although you're all over the place,start putting yourself together. Fix it damn it! Fix it right now! Quit the BS and do something about the drama. *sigh* I think I'm running out of things to say to you. Look at you! Your eyes are permanently red now, you pushed and shut all those people out.What's next?

TBC.

Far from over

My fingers have been desperately aching to express what my brain was thinking and let me just say, I have transformed into a blonde recently. No, that doesnot mean that I colored my hair or that I'm some kind of stereotype-ER(and if you happen to be blonde then just suck it up and be a man ok?) but that I have been seriously having violent episodes of dumbness. Where, how or when this developed I do not know but one thing is for sure, I am not liking it one bit! I am convinced physics has something to do with all of this. Ever since I started taking that darn class, I've been acting funky, for instance, I catch myself including the word "like" in every single sentence of mine. Or when I would say btw instead of by the way orr screaming omg instead of saying oh my god..it doesn't stop there..remember how I had horrible math skills? well, let's just say that horrible is an understatement. I mean, if there was a new form retardation out there it would be the ayan-syndrome! Lord knows I need some serious help. But you know what, I think my brain is taking mental short cuts! you know, save energy for performing physics calculations. Let's be honest here, that class is a waste of time, I mean when am I ever gona use one of Newton's laws? Seriously? who needs to know the acceleration or the normal force? I'm trying to be a freakin physician..GOD!! Sometimes I just think of quitting school and joining a band or becoming a tattoo artist or something of that sort. Taking it easy and living life one day at a time.But in the end of the day, I need to be doing something "useful" my dad's favourite word.
This few past weeks have honestly been energy draining and nerve recking. It bothers me how midterms,quizzes and exams take up my entire mental space. No matter what I try to do, I can not and would not be able to distract myself, not even for a single minute. I am constantly reminded of the home work that's dew in a few days or the exam that's coming up next week or the quizzess that I have to take at 11:30 every Monday and Thursday. The nightmares don't help either. It's always me ending up with a C and boy do I not feel like going back to bed after that one! I end up worrying and about 99% of the time, I stay up, pull out my text books as well as my notes and I begin to study just so that I could feel a tiny bit calmer. (Yes, yes, that was a confession). I'm not retarded or stupid,I'm just what some people might refer to as being an "over achiever". Don't know why or where that came from,but I think is over achievers have 4.0 and I am about 3.7 ..soo,yeaa I'm pretty normal ok guys?

The quarter is almost over, I can't begin to wrap my head around that just yet. I'm almost done with Columbus for the year!Almost 9 months up in this hell joint!looll..Don't get me wrong, I met some people that are off the heezy fo shizy! Can't honestly complain besides the part where I flunked my driving license exam TWICE,(don't get me started on that one!) At least back home you could bribe the mother fuckers but here they look like their eyes are about to shoot out some lazer beams or something..dang it. But regardless, I have experienced and done things that you know..might be weird to some folks but you know what..ya'll know I'm weird already soo it's no bigge right?

I are a blogger, and a bad one too! HAHA but who gives two shits? I'm off to do a much awaited and important task of preparing myself for my physics midterm.

& so the stud muffins began swarming everwhere as if they were funky bees!

SPRING QUARTERRR!!! Can I say crazy as fudge cake? I mean, I was ready to tackle physics and anatomy like it was nobody's business but the whole walking from one part of campus to the other with only 10 minutes to do it IS NOT COOL I tell you! I always end up going to class late,panting and looking askew! I have to push my way through people to get to seat my self between two over muscular men(which btw is not fun). And it's times like these that I wish and dream of owning a bike or knowing how to skate board or even own a freaking car!! Don't get me wrong, I am enjoying my classes(pretty serious stuff!)but I can't help but fantasize about super man *sigh* I'd hop on his back(hopefully not break it in the process) and he'd carry me to my class instantaneously! No super power-walking necessary. Besides my troubles with making it to classes on time..The lovely sun is finally out! I have never ever in my entire life been so happy/over joyed/excited/eager to see the sun. So much so that my darling friend Kenisha(HAHA,yea hoe) and I sit at the oval just to soak up the sun's rays.And yes,we are both black!=p I mean an entire 3 months+ of snow and cold has caused me to appreciate and celebrate the wow-ing ness of the sun. No more 7+ layers of clothing, just t-shirt and leggins or shorts or dresses and I'm good to go! aaaaahhhhhh!!! I get super hyper just thinking about it!! I shouldn't forget to mention the count-less number of dime pieces,fine ass brothers that walk around campus shirtless; I just want to say God bless ya'll, ya'll are doing a great job! My eyes can't get enough of them ripped abbs and don't forget them tattoos my knees go weak just thinking about it(ok I'm exaggerating way too much, you get the picture).That got me thinking I need to get me a tattoo!!maybe this summer when I go back home. Which reminds me I need to get new set of piercings!!!! I've been saying this ever since the beginning of the school year..yess I am going to have to do it soon!
The first issue of OLOGY magazine came out this week! Super duper exciting! The magazine looks fabulous! and I'm not just saying that! It's filled with great articles and eye catching art work! The outcome exceeded my expectations. I cannot wait for the second issue and the many more that will hopefully follow! I have to admit, having my article on the magazine made me a tiny bit emotional(no, I did not cry or anything like that) I just couldn't believe it I guess. If you haven't gotten yourself a copy then shame on YOU! You're definitely missing out!
Yes, I still make time to workout, I love it and I can never get enough of it. I haven't reached my goal yet. I still have a long way to go but I like what I see. Just the other day couple of friends and I went bowling and it felt soo good to be able to lift the ball without having to feel sharp pain because of the injured nerves. I still remember freshmen year. The sleepless nights caused by the excruciating pain or not being able to lift a pen. Having to ask people for help all the time.(alhamdulilah it faded away). Having a wow-ing trainer helps tonn too! I mean I couldn't have done it without out him! For that I am forever grateful! If you need motivation in the gym, getting a trainer is the way to do it! It worked for me and I'm sure it will work for you too.

In the end of all my petty rantings, I just want to say I'm a walking freak show in disguise. I'm a self proclaimed vegetarian!leave them bovine creatures alone!=p and leave the chickens alone( I can't come up with a good reason why)..but leave them alone!!!! =p Power to the beans, the lettuce and the cabbages!

Naked

Here's a preview to the novel I've been working on:

She ran into her room, slammed the door and threw herself onto her bed. It was happening again. It’s almost like she memorized the order. She’d experience the anger first, it would build up inside her chest like tar on a smoker’s lungs, but she would control it. Tell herself that she won’t let it get to her, it wasn’t worth it. He wasn’t worth it. Depression followed, she would’t be able to eat, sleep or concentrate on her schooling. It was like he was etched in her brain cells. He was everywhere. She’d hear his voice, his laughter. Every other guy on the street looked like him or dressed him. The depression and the sadness start taking control over her. Sharifa would control her emotions, pushing them to the back of her mind. She didn’t have anyone to talk to. In her opinion, there was no one trust worthy. People wouldn’t understand, they’d judge her instead. She didn’t need the extra attention, being the talk of the town because of what he did. Her smiles were beginning to fade; the lovely giggles were no more. A walking corpse she’s become. Grades down the drain. She was losing herself. As she went on to conceal her misery from everyone around her, the moment came when she could bare it no longer. So she cried, she sobbed till her eyes hurt from the crying. Till it felt like her heart was about to be explode into billions of pieces. It wouldn’t go away. It was getting harder and harder to breathe. Her quiet sobs turned into ear shrieking screams. Sharifa wanted it to stop, if only someone could make them all go away. She kept wishing she never existed. She continued to grieve, she was alone. It was her against the world. There was no way out for her, and she knew that very well. She wondered if it would fade and disappear. If one day she’d look back at the trauma and breathe a sigh of relief because it was behind her.
It took her a while before there were no more tears. She lay there motionless and brain dead. She got up and walked towards the mirror to look at herself. She examined her face, her hair, her body. What she saw was a neglected young woman. Every square inch of her body was incomplete. She was ugly from head to toe. Thoughts ran through her head; “what was I thinking?” “Why do I look so hideous?” Who am I? Why do I even exist? I’m useless. No one wants me, they hate me! Look at me!!! And as those thoughts kept running through her head she couldn’t hold back the fresh set of tears.

Chapter 1
Sharifa was the second child in family with six children. Her elder brother was never around so she took the role of the eldest. She’d help her mother with the kids, teach them when they needed help with schooling, cooked for them when they were hungry and the work never ended. Sharifa was a straight A student, envied by many of her peers and admired by her teachers. She was competitive, active and passionate. As a child she dreamt of being a doctor and make her parents proud. But after all she’s been through she laughs every time she remembers the “good old days”. She wondered if she could rejuvenate herself again. She wished she knew if she would ever get past the hardship and whether the wounds would disappear one day.....


Her mother was her role model, her back bone and her only alley. Sharifa’s mother held her hand when she needed a hand to hold hers, gave her words of wisdom when Sharifa secretly considered ending her life. Her mother was her sunshine, her light, her everything. While Sharifa was suffering, her mother’s strength baffled her, after all her mother had to fight a battle of her own. Her younger siblings suffered in silence, their fear a clearly reflecting in their big green eyes. Sharifa was torn. She wanted to fix it all, make all the bad vanish into thin air, give her family what they truly deserved. He wasn’t a part of it. But he wasn’t part of the family; well not as far as Sharifa was concerned......

MARCH(ing) forward

I can't begin to fathom the drastic changes that have taken form within this quarter alone! From finally deciding on what career path I want to pursue to having my writing work published (finally)in a magazine!It's called OLOGY and ya'll should check it out!I still remember the hard work and crazy effort The sand storm team put in last year to get our newsletter published only to have Ursala say NO because "we're under AURAK management now and not GMU." I hope she gets bitten by a cow! But anyways, I no longer wish to become a journalist;I've put that dream to rest.That doesn't mean I'll stop writing, it just means that I won't try and make a career out of it. I'm more into the science world. I realized that I've been taking all these science classes and I truly enjoy them! Science satisfies the nerd in me(lol?). So, I'm gona work my way towards getting that goal accomplished(if there is a will there is a way,right?). I'll just have to wait and see what happens.
Besides the whole career change thing,I have truly enjoyed the winter,needless to say I was pretty darn prepared for the worst! I had my ski gloves,crazy scarves,sweaters,jackets and my awesomely awesome north face boots! I made sure I did not catch a funky disease. I do regret however, not taking full advantage on the snow and letting loose. Like the many times I fantasised of diving head first into a pile of snow or the days I itched to build me a snow man,or simply to go skying/snow boarding.*Sigh* I'll definitely do that next year(ins'allah)!I won't forget the times I slipped and fell either on my butt or on my knees, and they all took occured in front of my house! No where else,except for my freaking front porch!I was taking aback by its beauty and purity(the snow off course and not the falling). I always dreamed of experiencing snow and now that I did, I can't wait for next year! Insane gay-ness will take overr!!HAHA

I'm now a dedicated gym-er! My friends call me a gym whore but I prefer the term gym-fanatic!It has a cool-er ring to it,don't you agree? I love it. No matter how hard or how sore I get, it's all worth it in the end. I started lifting weights too!Something I feel soo happy about because as some of you know, I went through excruciating pain freshmen year with my nerves being damaged and me not being able to even lift a pen/cup without screaming in pain. I'm glad that it's finally over! And as a result I got me some biceps(yea baby!)!!What's more is that I couldn't have done it without my trainer! He showed me the way! He's pretty awesome btw.I'd say, if you're looking to get motivated at the gym then get yourself a trainer! It works I swear!!I can't imagine my day without working out, and I'm gona try some new stuff out like spinning classes. I'm officially a member of the shotokan karate club at OSU! That is soo exciting.I've been into karate since high school but I discontinued it after I graduated. Going back will definatly bring back fun,crazy workout days.One thing is for sure, there is no sensei as great as Sensei Al Hadad! That man was an incredible teacher! I hope my new coach(S) won't be disappointing.

So,So,SO,I turned 19!!!!!!!!!!!! So freaking confused.lol. I have mixed feelings about this whole "I'm 19" thing, it's one of those retarded birthdays,you know..like when you turn 15 you don't really care, you can't wait for your sweet 16..It's like that for me..GOD!It's safe to say that I did not do anything anything crazy or wack! It was a pretty ordinary day filled with lame-ness,random-ness and funky-ness!! I wanted to get high so bad but I guess it wasn't meant to be.HAHA I intend on enjoying my last year as a teenager. Once I hit 20 I don't think any of the stuff that I'm doing now will be age appropriate(no pun intended). I had a few B-day wishes,like maybe 90% of the Somali population in Columbus will move to Minnesota? or how maybe my dad would surprise me with a car as a B-day present? or Maybe I grew an inch or 2 taller? Let's just say, non of those happened. *shockkerrrr*

Spring quarter is round the corner, I honestly can not wait for another awesome quarter. OSU grew on me! I can't image being at any other institution! =p I keep getting better at the whole "building myself a future thing" and my ass keeps getting smaller (yaay). So I have alot to look forward to,besides the many dogs that will chase me around the oval once the heat starts kicking in! I am seriously considering therapy because I don't think I can handle another dog running after me while I try to save my leg!

Peace out!<3

I are back ya'll....

Well,well, I have certainly been slacking! I haven't updated my blog for a while now. It's not because I've been procrastinating or anything, its just that I was( and still am btw) busy with school and work and being a American red cross volunteer! So as of now, I will try to update my blog at least on a weekly basis(fingers crossed) It's not like anyone reads what I write anyway, right?
New years was really refreshing, I got to spend time with my lovely aunts,cousin and grandma up in Seattle! The weather was spectacular except for few rain showers here and there. The entire winter break was like a dream come true! I needed a break and I got it!! Schockerrrr!!!=] I got away from Ohio's harsh cold. Got to explore Seattle once again. Visited my beloved grandmother whom I haven't seen in YEARS! Laughed till my kidneys busted and slept in as late as I wanted!! Now if that wasn't enough, I don't know what is.
Back to the new years topic, I sure as hell did not make new year's resolutions simply because I don't believe them to be effective any longer! For the past 7-9 years I've been making resolutions but there sure as hell were no changes!I was really glad that I got some time off of school. I have to say, I've had the toughest ten weeks of my life during my first quarter at OSU! Don't got me wrong, I enjoyed it but nevertheless, it took my time to adapt to the new environment. I got things all figured out this time around,I have a better sense of perception.
OMG! I found out that I'm a fat-ass!! A big time shockerrr!! =p I mean, I never knew I'd be so huge, I think it's time for me to send application tapes to The Biggest Loser! GOD! I mean, DAMN! So what I started to do this quarter is workout 3-4 days a week.My current physical condition is truly heart breaking. Enough of my stage 5 fatt-ness and let me tell you about what's been happening!
SO, I found out a few un-umm...weird stuff lately, like how lady gaga is bi-sexual, Drake is Jewish and loaded(gosh you'd think when he says "I am what everybody in my past don't want me to be,guess what I made it.." that he went through shit but the home boy is from the suburbs!!) Ricky Ross is a PIG! I can't think of anymore right now but that is pretty much it.

aannndddd,,,,, I am counting the days! My birthday is near and my lord am I getting old or what? I hope I don't have a boring ass birthday..I really do..

Until next time kikos.<3