Past couple of days….

Well, Friday and Saturday. Life has been a whirlwind… and for the most part good stuff. On Friday, we had a pretty good meeting with the agency we are doing semester work for and not only hashed out some technical and logistic items in regards to our program planning and implementation (I know, some realllly hot stuff to talk about about), but we also touched on some sensitive stuff too – more importantly the various ‘isms’ that have been experienced during this assessment. I say ‘isms’ because I am sometimes never really sure where a person’s nonsense comes from, well the covert crap anyways. But the more and more I look back upon the work we did last semester, the more pissed and disappointed I was because I wasn’t treated justly, and unfortunately most of my teammates couldn’t see it or knew how to approach it. Anywhos, I’m glad that I am at a point to share my feelings and frustrations with my agency, my team, and faculty and not worry that my voice will be discounted. Much props for that! My homie John told me that he never really has had anything racist or discriminatory done towards him, so it’s hard for him to empathize… and I respect him for not wanting to give me any “fake empathy” as he put it, which I totally respect. The agency and my instructor were very receptive and I thank them for allowing me even the forum to bring this up on the agenda… oh, and afterwards, John treated me to Thai food and we kicked it for a bit. JB, you’re good people my friend… next time, fried bananas and ice cream on me! I tell ya, Eccolo, getting treated to Chez Panisse by my boss, dayum… all a conspiracy to plump me up… gee thanks =P

Speaking of getting plumped up, despite the good and abundant Thai food I had for lunch, I still saved room for Dave and Buster’s later that nite. Dayum, I can’t believe that my sister is 22… she’s getting’ old… hehe… anywhos, it was fun hanging out with the fam and friends and celebrating someone that truly deserves it. My sister is bomb man and I am sooooo proud of her… ya have no idea! I’m still kinda pissed tho that the karaoke guy didn’t get to my card and me and my cuzzo Wing-yin missed out on doing a dope ass “Billie Jean” rendition… they’re loss huh? All in all it was fun – tryin’ to get my sister blitzed, playing the basket ball shoot game with Wing-yin and Neema (dayum, my arms still hurt), and seeing my mom and sister smile for a change. Yeap, it was all worth it. =)