Ian came to visit for a few days, he moved most of his stuff into West Village and hung out in Boston for a bit. We went to Maine on tuesday and it was actually a really good time. Freeport is a great town and I've always loved Portland, especially Casco Bay, where we went to check out the view. Everyone will be back on Saturday and I'm excited about it, if my place were a little more set-up the way I want I would have a party. That will have to wait for another week though.  ¶ 10:49 PM

  The summer is coming to a close and it really wasn't that much fun. The summer began for me when Jeff and I took that crazy trip from New York City, to Syracuse stayed a night there, then went to Niagra Falls for a few hours. Stayed in Toronto for four days and then Montreal for another two days, before coming back to Boston. Then I had summer classes which weren't any fun. Once that was over my entire month of July was spent dealing with my friend Justin. Let me give you the background on this one. Justin wanted to move to Boston he stayed with me for about 4 weeks. He wasn't the best house guest you could ask for he lied to me about a ton of stuff apparently and since he has gone back to New Jersey I haven't heard from him. Last time I try to help someone who I'm not even that good of friends with anyway. I've only been to the beach once all summer so far, which is very unlike me. I haven't abused my liver like I usual would, instead I've been working and playing video games which isn't bad at all. I still would like to go to the beach again before all the hot days are gone. Boston in the Fall and Winter has always been alot more fun for me however and this Fall will be the shit. I hope you all are getting ready for October because I turn 22, and that means I have to have an "Over The Hill" party. Maybe I should call it "Mid-Life crisis" party well anyhow I'm getting old.  ¶ 1:39 PM

  I can't wait for September to roll around, everyone who is away studying abroad or home for the summer will be back. The summers in Boston have been pretty boring since I've started going to school here. Last summer I did alot of traveling to take my mind off the boring long hot days, this year I just did alot of partying and hanging out with the friends that are still around. It will be nice to have Ian and Mike back to hangout with however.  ¶ 1:55 PM

  The new apartment is awesome or atleast it will be in a few weeks when its arranged the way I want it to be. I still need to fix my room, I've been busy working the past few days however, which hasn't been terrible. I have to say I haven't gotten tired of the free drinks yet either.  ¶ 1:05 PM

  When I was younger like back in elementary school, I was always jealous of the other kids in my classes. I went to catholic schools for almost my entire life, and it was interesting to say the least. The school that I went to for the first 6 years of school was Our lady of the Valley in West Orange the majority of the students were African American and with my background being mostly Caribbean I was always jealous being the minority. My mom always made my lunches and it usually consisted of a sandwhich some chips and a Juice or Ya-Hoo etc. The other kids mainly ate the school lunch which would change and sometimes be pizza or something fun. When I was younger it was pointed out to me that I didn't pronouce words like the rest of the kids either, and that bugged me. There were also things that I just couldn't relate to like the ethnic foods that the other kids would have at thanksgiving were far different from mine, I still don't even know what a peach Cobbler is. My mom never made the Cornbread or the Fried Chicken and collard greens that all the other kids were having instead we had Island food and man was it delicious.
As I got older the differences kept piling up and I was no longer jealous for not being the same as the other kids. I loved it, I was so happy that my parents weren't from the American South as so many of the other kids parents were. I realized that I was pronoucing words different than those others kids for sure, but I was doing it the right way. Not to sound like I'm cocky or anything but even if you listen to the way I speak today, I don't draw my words out or speak in slang as so many other kids my age do, and the hard thing was realizing that, this is just who I was, always. I went from being embarrassed to loving that fact that my family wasn't the typical African-American family, actually they aren't even American at all. The majority of my Family comes from Barbados, with portions being from England and Canada as well.
I do miss being in elemetary school, because those were times when there was little to worry about outside of doing well in school, and if I could do it over there is no way I would ever have been embarrassed to be different I would relish in it.  ¶ 12:50 PM

  You Know You're From North Jersey When...

You live within 45 minutes of at least three different malls.

Someone at the beach once called you a benny.

You can see the New York City skyline from some part of your town.

You know what CCM is and a good percentage of people from your high school go there.

You've seen or been in a fight between a Rangers fan and a Devils fan.

You have or know someone with mafia connections too.

You think the New York Jets should be called the New Jersey Jets.

You have at least one friend who drives a truck.

You've been camping.

You've been in a town or city where Spanish is spoken more than English.

You can't remember when Clifton didn't win a softball championship.

You know where to get drugs in Paterson, Newark, or New York.

You've been to a party in the woods.

You've purchased fireworks in Chinatown.

You played in a P.A.L league.

You liked the Jets even before this season.

You know where to get a freshly cooked Taylor Ham, Egg and Cheese sandwich at 2 a.m.

You've been to the Sussex County Fair.

You remember Action Park and may have been seriously injured there.

At some time you got on the wrong highway trying to get out of Willowbrook Mall.

Z-100 used to be your favorite radio station, now it's K-Rock.

You think people from South Jersey talk funny.

Every single place you've ever worked had a "back" that was entirely staffed by hispanic people with the radio blasting salsa music.

Most of your friends are at least 2 different ethinic groups (probably one of them being italian)

You'd rather be getting tortured in the jungles of vietnam than on ANY highway in north jersey at rush hour.

You think that even people living in South Jersey are hicks.

You actually get these jokes and pass them on to other friends from North Jersey.  ¶ 1:30 PM

  Well it is the time of year where I normally do things that are a bit out of the ordinary. Of course I didn't want to disappoint anyone this year so I did something crazy again. I cancelled my housing at Northeastern and I am moving off campus for the Fall semester. Okay so its not that crazy and if your disappointed I'll write you a personal check for $100. I'm going to be moving back to Mission Hill for a second time this time on Hillside and paying less than I did at 76 Calumet. The problem is that I need to buy alot of furniture again, because I don't really have any of the other stuff that I used to. Another thing that sucks is that I have gotten used to life on campus and by moving off I will be alot farther from the gym meaning I will be less likely to go, that is unless my gym partner can motivate me. I don't get motivated easily so he is in for a challenge.  ¶ 3:55 PM

  Summer Ale ruined my no beer diet last night, I wanted to drink, and didn't want Vodka or Rum or any other hard liquor I wanted beer and it was delicious!  ¶ 1:28 PM

  For those of you who don't know, I am now a drug dealer. I sell the most addictive substance on the face of the earth. I don't hide in alley's or deal on the streets, I do it right out of a familiar chain of stores you might have all heard of. I don't sell to the usual suspects either, not your local crackheads or the bums on the corner by Store 24. I only deal to the yuppies in the population. Okay enough with the dramatization, I work at Starbucks and I sell coffee. Technically I am a Barista, which they tell me is an Italian word for a person who makes drinks. I do really believe coffee is one of the most addictive substances, there seems to be no limit as to how much people will pay for it either. I'm going to open a company and call it BlackBean and I'll charge $9.00 a cup and people will pay because I will market it as the world's finest. I suppose in order to do that I will have to get my coffee from Columbia or some other exotic Latin American country.  ¶ 4:20 PM

  Today is Day 3 of my no beer diet. I decided a few days ago that drinking beer was making me gain weight so I have given it up for a while. We shall see how long this one last. I think I can do it for atleast 2 months, a steady diet of vodka, and other liquors should keep me from gaining weight. I mean I have never seen a fat person drinking vodka, have you? They usually go right for the beers.  ¶ 8:12 PM