7.30.2010

The Other Friend .

Soo a few times today Ive seen tweets (twitter post for those not quite twitter-inclined,) about having white friends and how they know how to have fun etc. Well I consider myself a strong believer in having a white friend(s). Growing up I had the best of both worlds, I went to a predominately white school but came home to the hood. Over the years, I learned never to be the token black girl or the hoodrat. Now if you're either or, well that's fine by me, I'm not judgin you, its just not my cup of tea. My point is havin a white friend is very beneficial to you and them. Reasons being:
  • A lot of white people, girls especially, dont keep it real with each other and trust me in high school I seen it all but thats where you come in.
  • Theyre not stingy, most of them are always down to share or help you..dont take advantage tho, thats not cool.
  • Great party go-ers or just fun to be around, self explanatory
  • Good study buddies, unlike black people they'll party all weekend but trust and believe that 5 pg paper is done, or close to it.
  • You can show them what your life is really like because unfortunately our race and lifestyles arent always depicted correctly [ & ] vice versa.
  • Most importantly, theyre good people and in this thing called life, you always need good people in your circle.
Fortunately for me, I have two great friends, readers meet Alanna (highschool sweetheart) & Lorraine (college love)
 


btw; I am aware that there are people who dont have their sh*t together no matter their race or skin color, so take everything on here with a grain of salt #thatisall .

Not That I Had To. . .


I don't necessarily have to explain myself, i mean it is MY blog but simply put I'm done with baked beans. I am a Bostonian but my heart doesn't live here anymore so I'm on this hiatus to any where and everywhere EXCEPT here. I am young, ambitious, and an all around college student who decided to take a bite out of the Big Apple and hasn't stopped chewin since. You can call me corny or whatever but it is what it is, the truth. Stepping outside my comfort zone to a place that didn't owe me anything has taught me a lot and its only been a year...and I mean if I met all these people and learned so many things, in a YEAR, who knows what else I could accomplish if I stayed. So if I have my way, come the end of my upcoming sophomore year, I won't have to return to the home of the Red Sox, Clam Chowder or Baked Beans. This blog is all about MY hiatus, wherever it may take me or whatever it may show me, enjoy.

PS. I don't want anyone reading this thinking, "oh she must HATE Boston" that's something I could never do. I don't encourage forgetting where you come from but I do believe in not letting it stop you from going places .