Well, I’ve changed the course of music five or six times. What have you done except fuck the president?

Miles Davis to Nancy Reagan at a White House dinner in 1987 after she’d inquired as to what he’d done with his life to merit an invitation. (via drencrome)

(Source: theadrianflores)

TODAY WAS SUCH A GOOD DAY

My practicum was awesome today. The residents are so ready to work with their strengths to do awesome in life and get employed and this program is looking so good. I bonded with them more today, so I think they’re comfortable with me now. I’m so so happy and excited for them and want them to succeed so much.

Had an appointment with a career counselor, and we’re going to meet again next week to go over so many things and she’s awesome and she knows my supervisor at le practicum and she’s gonna help us and post-grad life is looking a lot less uncertain or hectic and people are being so helpful and I’m so thankful.

The diversity networking dinner was tonight, and I loved it even more this year. My roommate went too, but not with me. She didn’t care for it as much because she never does well with job fairs or networking stuff. I talked to one guy from a huge company down here when we both went to the cheese and cracker tray before anyone else haha. He’s an engineer, but we bonded because half his family went into psychology and he broke the mold, and we chatted for like 15 minutes, and all the engineer kids read his nametag and started to linger near us lol. Then I chatted with my career counselor, a lady from the Red Cross that I met last year (she and I ended up at the same table again this year and bonded more), then she connected with another one of her coworkers who I talked to for 20 minutes before it was time for dinner. Ate good food, won a free backpack, then bonded with the keynote speaker and I want to be her best friend.

It was such a good day!!! Going to sleep because ya girl has to hit the practicum again tomorrow. Hopefully I can get some hotcakes from McDonald’s if I wake up in time. Good night, beautiful world.

nedahoyin:

always-b-e-strong:

roqueofspades:

the-blog-of-a-nerdy-fangirl:

This is the cutest thing to ever exist ever. Everyone else go home this is the winner

WHY IS THIS SO FLIPDOODLING CUTE

This is so funny!! Made my day!! :D

OMG..

(Source: hugs-sweets)

Just when I was about to get excited to catch up on my tuition payment, it now says that the minimum due is the same as the total amount due -_-

So close, you guys, so close. Only paying half of tuition then buying my cap and gown finally.

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brittanyspanos:

I want to be so successful at what I do that Oprah makes me openly weep on television.

houseofalexzander:

Lustrous.

A man in the grocery store line today approached me and said, “Sir, when I first saw you I was extremely attracted to you, but then I noticed that you are a boy. How… I mean, why do you dress so provocatively?”

I responded, “Well, in today’s world the majority of the straight male race view women as objects, or something that belongs to them. I dress provocatively because it attracts the attention of men in a sexual and OBJECTIVE way. However, when realized that I am actually male, they often become confused, disgusted, upset or all of the above. By inflicting this minor emotional damaged upon the ego of a man raised by twisted societal gender norms, maybe, just maybe the individual will think twice before viewing another woman with an objective attitude and sense of belonging. No woman, belongs to ANYONE. Male or female, the equality of human beings needs to be a priority. It is something worth dressing up for.”

I AM NOT KIDDING. The woman behind me, the female cashier, the old lady bagging groceries and the woman in front of me who was talking on the phone STOPPED, …. and proceeded to gasp and clap. The man shook my hand, told me to have a blessed day and then said, “excuse me ladies, I need to visit my daughter.”

…. I was shaking by the time I walked out of the store.

- Elliott Alexzander

vagabondmaurice:

Arrival smells like reunion
Smells of fleeting relationships
and warm embraces / I am
comet on canvas of still cosmos
Still in search of peace and palms
Pressed tight like brother’s open prayers
Whispered at the baggage claim of New York
Please tell me I checked my luggage before I arrived here
Carried Chicago in each two step, Minneapolis bares the most weight
I’ve waited within the cadence of drizzling rain
for a long time now

And it sounds like salvation

vagabondmaurice:

4.

Someone says,
“If you hear anything while in the Westside of Chicago
duck.”
Laughs, “I’m a teacher.”
I tell him to tone down his privilege
and am reminded of my student’s funeral
that I couldn’t attend