Life As A Durhamite

MY STORIES. MY LIFE. MY WORDS.

HAPPY OCTOBER EVERYONE!!
Beautiful night on the American Tobacco Campus. #americantobaccocampus (at American Tobacco Campus)

“One day it just gets better. There’s no explanation or reason why . You just wake up and you’re not angry anymore.”

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True.

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Smh.
#repost
I need to start doing more. No matter what things come to with time. #nevertoolate #youliveandyoulearn #ifiknewthenwhatiknownow

prettywildd:

On Friday night, R&B singer JoJo tweeted:

“If you are OVER 18 and are about to enter into a CONTRACT- ya better read it over. In and out. But if you are a CHILD- you should not be bound to a contract with no time limit. From 12-22…?! Think how much you change in 10 years…If you are curious what’s going on… Do a lil research. Google the characters in this situation. I don’t want to say too much.”

If you are wondering what JoJo is referring to, it’s probably the recording contract she signed with Blackground Records when she was only twelve-years-old – but let’s not make assumptions. :)

Ten years later, the outside distribution deal Blackground once had with Interscope Records has fizzled, the label’s funds have been depleted and they basically have no staff to do the work necessary to run a successful label.


Yet, someone* is holding JoJo captive and her career has been at a standstill for the past several years. The contract locks her in for seven studio albums and she has completed two to date. As of now, her new album has been delayed with an unknown release date.

What is JoJo to do? Should she sit back and twiddle her thumbs? Time is money, people. Each day that passes, her fanbase and supporters must suffer all because of a stupid piece of paper that she signed at a young age that should have helped her more than hurt her. She needs to be on radio. She needs to be on TV. She needs to be everywhere but someone says, “Nope.”

I find the entire situation incredibly frustrating and I can only imagine how draining it must be for JoJo. We all know that JoJo is ready to return, but it’s someone’s leash that yanks her sixty-two steps back every time she takes a half-step forward.

JoJo is far too talented to sit around and wait for anyone’s green light. Think about waking up everyday and wanting to share your art, your thoughts and your voice with the world but instead you are locked in a soundproof room with no doors or windows.

The great news out of all of this is that I know that when JoJo breaks from these prison walls, she will have so much more to write and sing about and will channel all of this into an incredible body of work for her fans. Furthermore, she is still very young, so her chance at a comeback in today’s industry seems promising.

Ah, I feel better now that I have written this but Lord, please let freedom ring and let the white dove sing!

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Good Vibes HERE
Wow. #thatsalligottasay
meknotmck:

cactei:

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michiamocristina:
An 87 Year Old College Student Named Rose The first day of school our professor introduced himself and challenged us to get to know someone we didn’t already know.  I stood up to look around when a gentle hand touched my shoulder. I turned round to find a wrinkled, little old lady beaming up at me  with a smile that lit up her entire being.  She said, “Hi handsome. My name is Rose. I’m eighty-seven years old. Can I give you a hug?” I laughed and enthusiastically responded, “Of course you may!” and she gave me a giant squeeze.  “Why are you in college at such a young, innocent age?” I asked. She jokingly replied, “I’m here to meet a rich husband, get married, and have a couple of kids…” “No seriously,” I asked. I was curious what may have motivated her to be taking on this challenge at her age. “I always dreamed of having a college education and now I’m getting one!” she told me. After class we walked to the student union building and shared a chocolate milkshake.We became instant friends. Every day for the  next three months, we would leave class together and talk nonstop. I was always mesmerized listening to this “time machine”  as she shared her wisdom and experience with me.  Over the course of the year, Rose became a campus icon and she easily made friends wherever she went. She loved to dress up and  she reveled in the attention bestowed upon her from the other students. She was living it up.  At the end of the semester we invited Rose to speak at our football banquet. I’ll never forget what she taught us. She was  introduced and stepped up to the podium. As she began to deliver her prepared speech, she dropped her three by five cards on the floor. Frustrated and a little embarrassed she leaned into the microphone and simply said, “I’m sorry I’m so jittery. I gave up beer for Lent and this whiskey is killing me! I’ll never get my speech back in order so let me just tell  you what I know.” As we laughed she cleared her throat and began, “We do not stop playing because we are old; we grow old because we stop  playing. There are only four secrets to staying young, being happy, and achieving success. You have to laugh and find humor every day.  You’ve got to have a dream. When you lose your dreams, you die. We have so many people walking around who are dead and don’t even know it!There is a huge difference between growing  older and growing up. If you are nineteen years old and lie in bed for one full year and don’t do one productive thing, you will turn twenty years old. If I am eighty-seven years old and stay in bed for a year and never do anything I will turn eighty-eight.  Anybody can grow older. That doesn’t take any talent or ability. The idea is to grow up by always finding opportunity in change.  Have no regrets. The elderly usually don’t have regrets for what we did, but rather for things we did not do. The only people who fear death are those  with regrets.” She concluded her speech by courageously singing “The Rose.” She challenged each of us to study the lyrics and live them out in our daily lives. At the year’s end Rose finished the college degree she had begun all those years ago. One week after graduation Rose died  peacefully in her sleep. Over two thousand college students attended her funeral in tribute to the wonderful woman who taught by example that it’s  never too late to be all you can possibly be .When you finish reading this, please send this peaceful word of advice to your friends and family, they’ll really enjoy it! These words have been passed along in loving memory of ROSE. REMEMBER, GROWING OLDER IS MANDATORY. GROWING UP IS  OPTIONAL. We make a Living by what we get, We make a Life by what we give.

this is the best thing I have ever read in my life

oh my god

wow

meknotmck:

cactei:

florels:

the-absolute-best-posts:

michiamocristina:

An 87 Year Old College Student Named Rose

The first day of school our professor introduced himself and challenged us to get to know someone we didn’t already know.
I stood up to look around when a gentle hand touched my shoulder. I turned round to find a wrinkled, little old lady beaming up at me
with a smile that lit up her entire being.

She said, “Hi handsome. My name is Rose. I’m eighty-seven years old. Can I give you a hug?”

I laughed and enthusiastically responded, “Of course you may!” and she gave me a giant squeeze.

“Why are you in college at such a young, innocent age?” I asked.

She jokingly replied, “I’m here to meet a rich husband, get married, and have a couple of kids…”

“No seriously,” I asked. I was curious what may have motivated her to be taking on this challenge at her age.

“I always dreamed of having a college education and now I’m getting one!” she told me.

After class we walked to the student union building and shared a chocolate milkshake.We became instant friends. Every day for the
next three months, we would leave class together and talk nonstop. I was always mesmerized listening to this “time machine”
as she shared her wisdom and experience with me.

Over the course of the year, Rose became a campus icon and she easily made friends wherever she went. She loved to dress up and
she reveled in the attention bestowed upon her from the other students. She was living it up.

At the end of the semester we invited Rose to speak at our football banquet. I’ll never forget what she taught us. She was
introduced and stepped up to the podium.

As she began to deliver her prepared speech, she dropped her three by five cards on the floor. Frustrated and a little embarrassed she leaned into the microphone and simply said, “I’m sorry I’m so jittery. I gave up beer for Lent and this whiskey is killing me! I’ll never get my speech back in order so let me just tell
you what I know.”

As we laughed she cleared her throat and began, “We do not stop playing because we are old; we grow old because we stop
playing. There are only four secrets to staying young, being happy, and achieving success. You have to laugh and find humor every day.

You’ve got to have a dream. When you lose your dreams, you die.
We have so many people walking around who are dead and don’t even know it!There is a huge difference between growing
older and growing up.

If you are nineteen years old and lie in bed for one full year and don’t do one productive thing, you will turn twenty years old.

If I am eighty-seven years old and stay in bed for a year and never do anything I will turn eighty-eight.

Anybody can grow older. That doesn’t take any talent or ability. The idea is to grow up by always finding opportunity in change.
Have no regrets.

The elderly usually don’t have regrets for what we did, but rather for things we did not do. The only people who fear death are those
with regrets.”

She concluded her speech by courageously singing “The Rose.”

She challenged each of us to study the lyrics and live them out in our daily lives.

At the year’s end Rose finished the college degree she had begun all those years ago. One week after graduation Rose died
peacefully in her sleep.

Over two thousand college students attended her funeral in tribute to the wonderful woman who taught by example that it’s
never too late to be all you can possibly be .When you finish reading this, please send this peaceful word of advice to your friends and family, they’ll really enjoy it!

These words have been passed along in loving memory of ROSE.

REMEMBER, GROWING OLDER IS MANDATORY. GROWING UP IS
OPTIONAL.

We make a Living by what we get, We make a Life by what we give.

this is the best thing I have ever read in my life

oh my god

wow

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