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Wednesday, February 18, 2009
The Drought
Last night i wrote a 6 page paper in two hours - impressive. I was surrounded by noise - but it only helped, it didnt hurt. I also looked at my school transcript today and turns out i have an extra couple credits. So im right on scheduel. I will graduate in may, i will go to disney world, and then i will begin a life that has nothing to do with UNH - i think i have the courage to move on.
Last night i head some beautiful music - got to listen to some lil wayne, fall out boy, amy winehouse, and Armin van Burin. Lil Wayne’s “I feel like dying” is classic. When i listen to hip hop and rap i feel connected. White feminist are predominatly avidly against rap/hip hop music (while claiming to be racially ‘awake’ in ways i consider rare) without challenging how their “dislike” is just an extension of their white supremecist politics - just because you fight for the advancement of women’s rights doesn’t make you exempt from acts of racism. Me though, i feel connected, understood, and alive. It just hit my soul at the right angle - - “I am sittin on the clouds I got smoke coming from my seat I can play basketball with the moon I got the whole world at my feet…”
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