2018 was…let’s just say it was hard. I struggled a lot – either with school, mental stability, reconciling the past, finding a job, etc. I could go on further detailing how hard it was, but that is not useful.
Last Thursday, I was rejected from Shipt…again. Things looked promising; I was brought in for the all day interview - the last one in the process. The guy leading this interview session said I was sharp and would be an excellent fit at the company, but I did not have enough experience for the role.
I have been asked a lot recently about whether I am or am not excited for having graduated with my Master’s. I have to say that it has not been that exciting or enlightening.
You will not be able to stay home, brother You will not be able to plug in, turn on and drop out You will not be able to lose yourself on skag and skip Skip out for beer during commercials Because the revolution will not be televised
February. The month best known for leap years and love. It is also known as Black History month. It is a dedicated time to celebrate black history and black culture.
Many people have started their New Year’s resolutions. Good for them! I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but unfortunately, the statistics are not on their side. According to Forbes, only 8% of people will stick with and achieve their resolutions and goals.
With the release of Star Wars Episode 8: The Last Jedi, I thought it would be appropriate to share why I love Star Wars so much and why I am so passionate about it.
With all that has been going on recently, mainly prep for my Complex Analysis final (trust me, it is more scary than it sounds), I have not had to time to outline and plan the next installment of Crisis.
The ‘art’ of communication has been something that has not evolved with 21st century man. Between the passive aggressiveness, cowardly anonymous commenting on platforms, and misleading clickbait articles that stir emotions for a third of a second, no wonder why men have forgotten to communicate.