Okay, I can stop playing this game now.
I don’t know why. I barely remember what it was about. But seeing your face at an hour when my eyes were closed was almost as sweet as seeing you when they’re open.
Got my boo and my bruhhs. I’m gooood! This BP table is player too! (Taken with instagram)
Chillin with ya’ll last night was a blast. Come back down to R’side sometime soon!
I remember during my two years of community college I held myself to a certain set of standards. I’d study hard and get good grades to ensure myself an easy transfer to UC Riverside. I made sure I presented myself in a very gentleman like manner according to the way I was raised by my parents, as well as upholding the title of Saintsman that I graduated with.
Now that I’m here at UC Riverside, I feel as if just because I left that institution and met my goal, I’ve taken it for granted and let myself go. I’m no longer as motivated as I once was in school and got below a 3.0 for the first time in my entire life. I’ve also created this persona for myself that a past me would not be proud of at all. Looking at where I am in life now, honestly, I’m not proud of who I am and who I am becoming. So here’s what I’ve decided I’ll do.
Honestly, I just wanted to post this for myself. To serve as a public reminder of who I used to be, who I am today, and the me that I should be.
What I was doing earlier in the library and what I should be doing now. But oh the distractions and the studying… #firstworldproblems.
Basically me whenever I’m around couples.
(Source: artyucko)