About Silliness

I switched my Facebook privacy setting to only allow messages from people I am friends with. Alas, that does not stop Facebook from allowing such messages to be sent to me. Instead, they are merely hidden within my messaging center. So today, March 3rd, when I went into said folder and found a message sent on February 19th, I was so delighted I hadn't found this obnoxious message earlier. It read:

"Next time you wanna step into something that has nothing to do with you, id think twice. When you thought its ok to punch a complete stranger who is not sober at all, you fukked up. Word is your a psycho bitch, but trust if I would have Been there when you punched my drunk ass best friend your shit woulda got rocked. And when her sister tries to stick up for her and yu think your soundin all bad, you really just made yourself sound like an uneducated illiterate dumb bitch. Really "gay bitch" and sayin yur gunna throw a baseball through their moms window...grow up..or learn to talk shit because yu apparently dont kno how for such a "psycho bitch". Funny thing is, if Kara was sober, yu wudda been fukked up. There are way more psycho bitches than you, so if yu dnt want shit fukked up yu should take this piece of advice and think twice before yu hit random ass ppl.
K.Thanks"

    What I found most ironic was that this random girl was inserting herself into a situation that is, in fact, irrelevant to her life completely. This girl called me "illiterate", which means unable to read and write. That was the biggest word she used in the whole paragraph! The only thing I could do was scrunch my eyebrows together and let a smile creep across my face in confusion.

    The next thing I found remarkable was the fact that she brings up the other girl was drunk. It happened at a party. Everyone was drunk. She wasn't the token trashed one while everyone else was in a sober circle singing "Kumbaya".

    Lastly, I can, and will, never respect anyone who only talks smack via le internet. To me, it's an obvious character flaw that's interpreted as being too scared to handle a situation in person, to which I can only say:

A tiger doesn't lose sleep over the opinion of sheep.

Real Talk

As a child, I thought if someone jumped me,

it would result in me murdering or mutilating a man.

But as a man, I am not a killer.

I’m an artist and a modern person. 

I’ll choose sanity. 

No criminal charges. 

No civil lawsuit.

Forgiveness, albeit difficult, is wisdom.

Peace, albeit trite, is what I want in my short life.

Peace

— Frank Ocean

About Getting TOLD

Quick note: Caliche is a tiny, country-ass high school in eastern Colorado.

Facebook post:

A high-class example of a Caliche boy today decided to say "darn those niggers" after I had a foul
preventing a wide open lay-up. 

To that boy and his little friends who laughed, prepare to be educated. 

A "nigger" is NOT a black man, or someone with African American heritage that has darker skin than you. 

A "nigger" is someone who lays at home on their butt and does nothing to improve their social standings. 

A "nigger" is someone who relies on a welfare check to pay the bills.

A "nigger" is someone who suffers from stupidity and ignorance; not as a born condition,
but as a learned habit and accepted lifestyle of lack of pursuit of intelligence. 

A"nigger" is one thing I will NEVER allow myself to be. 

I have had a 4.0 GPA since I started Kindergarten at one of the most valued educational school in Kansas.

I've been homeschooled, private schooled, and gone to public schools bigger than your daddy's farm ground. 

I'm a statistical error; someone who grew up across the street from a prison, came from the hood, 
went to 4 schools by third grade, and the product of 2 broken marriages. 

I embody a successful person, and the American spirit of fight;
which has no color except red, white, and blue. 

So the next time you open your mouth and make a "nigger" out of yourself, think about this. 

Think about me. 

The greatest basketball player in the world was Michael Jordan. He's Black. 

The president of our country is Black, and while he's surrounded by controversy,
he's been re-elected, so he must be doing something right.

We celebrated a great man yesterday, who was also, oddly enough, Black. 

So the next time you feel big enough to insult me and a group of people much bigger than you 
and your real cool town, think about it "nigger". 

You may start a fight you can't finish.

—Bailey Lewis

Orthology

"If you would not be forgotten as soon as you are dead,

either write things worth reading

or do things worth writing."

— Benjamin Franklin

About Choosing Battles

[text conversation]
Me: Do you know what a "To Be Honest" is on Facebook
R.G.: Yes. When these fuckin idiots tell each other what they really think about each other. Supposedly.
Me: Right.
R.G.: To be honest, it's the most stupid shit I've ever heard of.
Me: When you do a TBH, someone goes to your page and clicks "like". It's not something that is forced. Well I told this kid what I thought about him and he freaked out on me and was like, "You need to change your ways!"
R.G.: Why go shopping for drama? We don't forget where we're from, 
we just know we want to do or be better. 
Me: Right? Well I got all B's last semester and I have a job so I use MY own money. I haven't even talked to him in a year and he's acting like he knows everything about me. I had a very brutal comeback but I'm trying to be cool and let it go....
R.G.: Let it go.
Me: !@#$%^&*
R.G.: Precisely.

The Four Agreements

by Don Miguel Ruiz


1. Be impeccable with your word.

2. Don’t take anything personally.

3. Don’t make assumptions.

4. Always do your best.

Assignment #1

Let's say you were in a car with a drunk driver, my probation officer said.
What if you rolled into the ditch... and died.
What would you want your pare— ...mother... to know about you?

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Dear Mama,

    Well... I finally get to see if Atheism was the right choice! Just kidding. I know you're going to be sad, but don't be sad. Life is beautiful. My life was beautiful. You gave me two older brothers/best friends. You gave me all the love in the world. You taught me that you work for your things and to always help anyone in need. We fought a few times, but now you can realize all that was trivial and meaningless in the big scheme of life. What prevails is the optimism and good you shared.
   
    I need you to know that my tresspasses were never your fault. You made the distinction from right and wrong very clear to us. There were a lot of things that contributed to my demise. The books I read, the movies I watched, the places I've been, the people I've surrounded myself with... all my own choices. Despite this, I hope you know I've always had good intentions. Life is too short to be anything but happy. So don't be sad.
I love you to the moon and back.
And back again.

                                            j

tresspass    n.

‣ an unlawful act causing injury to the person, property, or rights of another

‣ committed with force or violence, actual or implied.

About a Lesson

    The reason I turned my back on Christianity is because I couldn't deal with the hypocrisy.

hypocrisy n.

a pretense of having a virtuous character, moral or religious beliefs or principles

that one does not really possess.

    Even now, four years after I made that decision, I see it everywhere. Some dumb girl has her Twitter bio as "Christian sinner"..... Am I the only one that knows how stupid that is? Christianity is where you're supposed to follow in the footsteps of this rad dude named Jesus Christ. He promoted sharing, empathy, sacrifice, love, and all those fuzzy things in life. By doing the exact opposite of good and justifying it by, "Oh well! I'll be forgiven anyway!" is not what homeboy envisioned. Anyway, I don't have a problem with Jesus.

    My problem is with egotistical morons that say, "I LOVE JESUS!" and then turn around and degrade other people for their own amusement.

    Okay, so here's the story I just told my dad five minutes ago.

Me: Remember that douche that I told off over Thanksgiving break?

Dad: Uhhh.... no...

Me: The one yelled, "Who ARE you?!" and I tipped his Solo cup and said, "I'm Janessa. Who the fuck are you?!" and he was all hugging the wall like a pansy.

Dad: Oh! Yeah...

Me: Well I ran into him at a party last night. I asked him for the next pong game. Simple, you know? 

And he says, That one's taken. in this shitty voice. and so I said, "Okay I'll take the next one..."

That one's taken, too, he said with a stupid smile on his face.

Little did he know, J.R. (my 6'3'' 260 pound brother) was in the living room a few feet away.

So I go in the living room and get him, and we go into the room where Ass Hat was.

J.R. said, "Hey, I heard you were disrespecting my sister, man."

Ass Hat goes, "What did I say?" with this confused look on his face! *insert laugh here*

J.R. said, "I've heard a few times you've been saying stuff to her."

Retard goes, "Here... let me get someone who knows the story." and he comes back with the owner of the house. The owner goes, "I don't want any fights, so you guys have to go." *insert extreme laughter here*

Dad: Oh jeez... You two are crazy!

Me: You taught us not to take shit from anyone.

Dad: That's right.

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This morning I woke up and saw this Tweet:

And I immediately Tweeted: I'll bring six.

And then I Tweeted: But you'll call your mans and get us kicked out... again.

    We live in a small town, and with my connections, in all honesty, it would take a week for me to find out where this dude lives, slash his tires, and throw a baseball through his mom's window. It could happen. But I had an epiphany when I was going on a walk earlier. He is cute. Like his face. I'm sure a lot of girls want him (before he opens his mouth, of course). And I concluded that I would rather be ugly, poor, and limbless as long as I had a decent heart and followed through with what I say I believe in, than ever be a handsome, hypocritical, condescending wanker.

As my homegirl put it best: 

Don't feel bad for people who have to live with their douche-bag selves. #BadEnough

Ascent

Ascent    n.

movement upward from a lower to a higher state, degree, grade, or status;
advancement

Limpid Love

Limpid     adj.

completely calm;
without distress or worry

About the World

This morning I asked my shy, 11-year-old sister:

"Why don't you go out and meet people?"

"Because," she said.

"the world is a harsh place..."

He Says

"That boy that hurt you,"

my dad said.

"He's going to get what he deserves."