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Just another reason I hate that my brain works too fast for my body:

The BSA is having an event in two Wednesdays to facilitate a discussion between students of color and faculty of color about how to succeed in environments like Georgetown. Cool right?

Well..

I sent an email to several professors, all explaining to them the goals of the event. They all seemed really excited. I'd been in contact with several of them through email, answering any and all questions they had. I thought we were good to go for the 17th.

No.

I received two emails less than an hour ago from two of the professors, asking why there were no BSA members or anyone in the designated room. I checked the original email I sent and realize it had the event down for today.

Shoot. me. now. (but not really though).

I sent back an email to both of them apologizing and admitting my embarrassment. I don't EVEN want to check my email and see what they said back.. I was sitting in the room two doors down. 

She Series

This is not about love. This is not about fantasy, diamond rings, or tennis bracelets. This is about my life.

Next Time I'll Be A Little Wiser

I don't pretend to have all of the answers. I just have my experiences. 

This one, this time, I'm learning more about myself. I was so embarrassed I couldn't even look at him for more than 5 seconds. It's not so much that I said what I had to say, because I do believe I'm entitled to my opinion and should voice my concerns, but more so the way it went over.

It felt like a brick. It felt like a crash and a shatter and a blow to my innermost heart beat - the one closet to the start. It felt like I just wish I would have kept my mouth shut.

But I had to say something. So I have to feel this way. Temporarily. 

We Are the World 25

Not too sure what all the uproar about this remake is. I mean sure, T-Pain has a solo and LL Cool J has a rapping segment with some randoms standing in the back, but it really isn't all that bad. I would have stood for an Anthony Hamilton or Musiq Soulchild solo over the less vocally gifted Akon and Lil Wayne and Justin Bieber, but it wasn't a complete fail. With talents such as Celine Dion, Pink, and Mary Mary with solos, it wasn't a complete bust. I was looking for Beyonce though. At least Taylor Swift wasn't there.

Is it just me or is Jennifer Hudson everywhere? I'm a little tired of her.

Josh Groban. Yes.

Oh yeah, and Miley girl. Bang.

I will admit, though, that the original is far superior in talent and emotion. It literally brought me to tears earlier, placed in my a realization of just how fortunate I am. 

Both are below for your viewing pleasure. 

Black House Ent. & D_Murph productions

http://www.zshare.net/download/7242535706800bd3/

Something my friends and I worked on during Snowmaggedon. 

54" later.

Be prepared to have "The Snowiest Winter Ever" stuck somewhere in your cochlea.

Maybe It's What I'm Saying

I have this feeling sometimes when my heart beats against my chest - literally beats like a trapped girl in her kidnappers basement when she hears footsteps.  Reason being, I don't know how else to say what I always already say.  Reason being, I know you aren't listening.

Weeping May Endure, But

I read once that "joy comes in the morning."

Well, maybe if I close my eyes now my weeping will cease.  Maybe when I open them again I'll see sunshine.  Maybe tomorrow my heart won't be so heavy, hanging by a song of hope, dangling over the gut of reality. 

Maybe tomorrow I won't care as much.  And if I do, maybe removing you is the only way.