If Today Was Your Last Day

Hey World,

I've grown so much over the years, and it was thanks to my blessed experiences and the individuals who have impacted me positively. I was asked "If today was your last day, how would you spend it?", this simply stated but thought-provoking question caused me to conceptualize life. Have I done what I was sent on this earth to do? Did I live life to the fullest? Did I ever reach true happiness?

If today was my last day I would definitely be depressed; however, I would try my endeavor best to make the most of it.

I would make sure I get to tell my little brother to live life to the fullest, and make him know that he can beat his sickle cell enemia illness. I would thank my mom for how she raised me and make her know that she has truly impacted my life. I would give my crying grandmother one last hug in an attempt to comfort her, even though I would be the one who would need comfort. I would request that my Dad work twice as hard to take care of the family.

I would make it a point of duty to see my friend Nneka-Shay one last time and have a laugh with her, reflecting on everything we did together and even the (Jordan Francis)- "girls trippin over me" joke. I would talk on the phone in a 3 way conversation with my boys Jerome and Lovell, just making jokes and honoring life. I would have one last meal with my closest of friends: Pete, Camille, Mandy, Stephanie, Lovell, Jerome, Nneka-Shay, Candice, Hussein, Martiquoi.

I would make sure I thank Mrs. Thomas for her strong faith in me, and her love and care. I would wish her the best and hope that she continues to inspire both young and old. I would definitely tell Camille that I think she is beautiful and I admire her quirks. I would tell Stephanie that I understand her and that I wish her the best in life. I would have to receive on of Shamaia's great hugs, and have her pray for me. I would visit Mrs. Thomas' grade 10's and improvise with them one last time; trying my last efforts to convince them to continue taking drama.

I would go back to NACI, and hug Tanika for a long time till it gets awkward. I would hang out in the music room with Bhanu and Ruby, and hear Mandeep sing "Drops of Jupiter". I would run jokes with Ijabo, and in some strange way she would cheer me up. I would Dance with Lynne in the hallways and say "MOVE ALONG" to whoever opposed. I would make sure Donovan takes pictures, and make him know that he is going to be successful in poetry or photography. I would thank Mr. Oland and Mrs. Weber for their confidence in me, and igniting the flames for my vision.

While writing this, I became slightly depressed. However, I'm thankful that today is not my last day, and I don't want to wait for it to be my last day, to do all of these things.
I live for today, and I just want you all to know you're important to me. I cherish all of my friend in their own specific way. Live Free, Love Truly, and that's my L.A.W

All Good Things Must Come to an End

Hey World,

Like the sands in the hour glass so are the days of our lives,
all good things must come to an end.
Like the outstanding season of Glee,
all good things must come to an end.
Like the airing of the Oprah talk show,
all good things must come to an end.
Like the fertility of a woman's womb,
all good things must come to an end.
Like the wonders of Michael Jackson,
all good things must come to an end.
Like the days spent at Fletcher's Meadows S.S
all good thing must come to an end.

It is now over. It was my first and last year at Fletcher's Meadows S.S. I experienced a lot in this past year, and grew so much! I had a lot of first at this school: first semi-formal, first film project, first media fest, first mainstage production. I've also had a lot of lasts, last time having a spare, last time walking to school, last time eating in a high school cafeteria, last time having pity high school arguments, last time dealing with high school drama, last time having a high school sweetheart.

I must say that is was definitely second semester that changed me as a person, and made me a lot stronger. Mrs. Thomas was an outstanding, marvelous, heaven-bound, understanding, comical, beautiful, intelligent, high-moral, fabulously fierce teacher and role-model. She ascended the role as a drama teacher, and became an actor's coach, a counselor/advisor, and even a mom.

Being a member of Eminence Production Company will truly be an unfathomable experience. I have grown so much as an artist, a student, an actor, and as an individual. The theoretical skills that I have learned along with the life lessons gained, will genuinely stay with me for the rest of my life. I came into the class expecting greatness, and a lot of growth, I received what I was hoping for and actually discovered the type of person I am. I will continue to be prominent, and strive for idiosyncrasy. There are no limitation except the ones we make for ourselves, and that's my L.A.W

Race Against the clock!

Hey world!

Am I going to make it! It is a race against the clock at this point. I have so many things to do, and fast approaching deadlines. When I try to settle down and do my work I don't even know where to start. It is so overwhelming that it painful. I have to finish all my blogs, memorize my monologue, do a business report, work on my 3 other reports, find my articles for my business summatives, plan out my portfolio, bind my package book for my relationship scene, and the list goes on with the amount of work. To top it off my dad just told me to go mow the lawn, is he insane?
Parents are so extra! Asking me to cut the lawn, are they wack? Do you know how much homework I have. I'll be happy to cut the lawn, after I'm done my: 24 hour assignment, 36 blogs, portfolio assembling, business report, tragic monologue... jeez.
Alright, time to work! Sobbing over the amount of work isn't going to get it done, it's just going to make you break out and look ugly! and that's my L.A.W

Slow and Steady Wins the Race

Hey World

As the school year is coming to an end, I just want to let everyone know that classes are becoming brutal. The workload is so intense it can make models breakout, grown men cry, and the holiest of holy commit a sin. A lot of assignments are piling up on each other and at the end of the day, the students that endure this hurricane are the ones that will succeed, making their way to the top; feeling good with there 80+ percentage.

I truly discovered that procrastination is a terrible vice for one to have, as it only brings you pain, misery, stress, and a whole lot of hurt. Things should never be put off, sure I enjoy hanging out and just chilling in my leisure time like the next average joe, but that is not necessarily wise.

I rather work a decent amount throughout the year, than to work my guts out in one night. That is very unhealthy! Why not spend 2 hours every day on an assignment due in two weeks, than spend 24 hours straight the night before. Know what I mean? Ultimately, we need to realize that the concept slow and steady wins the race really does exist, and that's my L.A.W

Ashes to Dust

Hey World,

A couple days ago was the tragic death of Tiffany Gayle, a grade 10 student at Fletcher's Meadows S.S.
The reason behind her passing has been generated through "he said" and "she said", but it was just recently that the truth was uncovered by the police. This is a truly tragic time for the Fletcher's community, as violence triumphs yet again; correspondingly, the views on the community is corrupted. I hope that Tiffany Gayle's soul is resting in a better place, and I am unhappy that I didn't get to know her. It makes me think of how fragile life is, and how we need to love on one another, because tomorrow is promised to no man. Don't miss me and love on me when I'm gone, miss me and love on me when I am alive and well. That's how we should treat one another.


Legit information:

The father and stepmother of a 15-year-old Brampton, Ont. girl have been charged with beating her to death.

Police declined to release many details about the death of Tiffany Gayle, but confirmed that she was killed in the home she shared with the people accused of killing her.

“The investigators have described her injury as alarming and excessive,” said Constable J. P. Valade, a spokesman for Peel Regional Police.

Emergency crews were first called to her house on Savita Road, a residential street of single-family houses on the northern edge of Brampton, around 9 a.m. Saturday.

After two days of investigation, a post-mortem determined the cause of her death as blunt-force trauma and police classified it a homicide. On Tuesday, they arrested Fredrick Gayle, 42, and Elizabeth Gayle, 43.

Both have been charged with second-degree murder. They will be kept in police custody until they can be brought to court Wednesday.

Const. Valade said police are trying to determine if the girl had been abused before her death.

“Essentially, physical abuse of a child doesn’t usually start with a [homicide]. There’s usually a pattern that might not be reported to police,” he said.

Ms. Gayle, a grade 10 student at Fletcher Meadow Secondary School, also lived with a brother and possibly a step-sister. Police weren’t sure what would happen to them, but said that if they needed parental care, they would be placed with relatives or assisted by the Children’s Aid Society.

Hopefully justice is served, and everything works out in God's will, and that's my L.A.W


Hey World,

I felt poetic, so I decided to write a sonnet. Don't laugh. Just read in awe.

How foolish it is to fall in love?
Why not make a bridge and jump over it?
If you should fall, please do pray up above,
and hope that he takes you out of that pit.

Sickly you long to hear your lover's voice,
How tragic that you're trapped in confusion.
To love is to make a sorrowful choice,
convinced, by a deceitful delusion.

Love, is unarguably a monster.
It blinds naive fools, and it breaks stern rules.
Love ultimately leads to disaster.
It blinds naive fools, and it breaks stern rules.

I will refuse to be deemed as stupid.
That is why I am avoiding cupid.
Trying to dodge the edge of his arrow,
and save myself the hurt, pain, and sorrow.

and that's my L.A.W

Glee End.

Hey World,

I was just doing some homework today, while listening to music. Well what I do is, I have microsoft open while I type away, and my internet is open as well on youtube where I play my favourite songs or what not. So Today, I was listening to a whole bunch of Glee songs, and it just occurred to me that Glee's first season is done :(

I am so happy that the show is a hit, but yet again here I am devastated that I'm going to have to wait till 2011 to watch back my favourite show on earth. What makes matters worst guys is that I realized I missed the auditions for the next season :(
Woe is me! So hopefully all goes exceptionally well, and as life goes on I want an opportunity to open that will allow me to get cast in this WONDERFUL, SENSATIONAL, and BREATH-TAKING television program.

I guess I can classify this blog LIKE A PRAYER, and that's my L.A.W