I guess it’s safe to say that I’m totally inconsistent when it comes to being responsible, or should I say “academically responsible,” for a lack of better terms. Oh blimey! This time last school year I wrote this blog, and it is beyond ironic that it was about doing a big research paper in like a day as a major end of the semester project, much like this dreadful book project I’ve been rambling about.

I am consistent though, with always being last minute (although this time it’s not exactly my fault) and rushing to get something done dreading the possibility if I don’t finish.

I got a book today. I will be reading it until the sun comes up, and I will be up again until the sun comes up doing the “scholarly report.” Kill me now and on my grave stone engrave the words “A Trier” because gosh darn it I do try…yet I always come up short. Continue Reading»

So I’m back from the FBLA conference and it was definitely an experience. I hoped and hoped that leaving home with kids from my school and having to be with them over night would not be a complete, utter failure. My hopes were on my side

The morning started off a bit bitter for me, seeing that I was late arriving to the school receiving calls from the club’s vice president, “Jerrel where are you?! We’re ready to leave and I really don’t want you to miss out on this opportunity. Are you coming?”

Of course I was coming, I paid my money and could not let a day away from home escape my fingertips because a day away from home is just far too good to pass up…that in itself is another story, but you get the picture. Continue Reading»

I haven’t posted a “down” blog in a while. Tried not to…but I must. Venting, for a lot of us, including myself is sometimes the best way to come back to a state of mind that is at least “livable,” or in other words – able to help us make it through yet another day because truthfully, sometimes I rather not see tomorrow come because that would only mean that I’d have to live through what makes me happy for yet another day. I’m a great person…I really am sure of it – so when something happens to me that brings me to this state of mind I’m only able to question “Why me?” The bad part about asking such a question is that no one can answer that question. In the event that this does take place, I’m immediately able to conclude that Life has no favorites, and that even when you do good, you better still expect and prepare for the worse. Continue Reading»