Day 1:Based and BeeDeeBeez
With 13 days left of proclamation of my undergradness I’m finding myself catching the HeeBeeGeeBees of life. Anxious in regular language. I think this feeling has been around since I was in daycare and even trying to console it and letting it out only around my close friends it’s struggling to get out. I just realized that was a long ass sentence. So anyway. I’m not getting a perm until the day before graduation. I guess this is going to be my rites of passage.
I’m reading my ass off. When I say ass off I literally mean on the toilet, driving, at work everywhere. Then when I’m not reading I’m constantly writing. I want this so bad I can taste it on the the tip of my tongue.
I’m putting NOUNS to the back burner for awhile. I’m not sure how long but when I’m back…I’m back. I wonder if this is how Tupac felt on me against the world or if this is how 50 felt on Get Rich or Die Tryin’.
I relate my life to rap a lot because it’s my favorite genre of music. I thank God for birthing the great people who made it and continue to make it good. I feel like graduating from college will be my first album or maybe a mixtape. :-? Or maybe daycare should have been that. However…I’m coming.
#IPissGlitter.