Me and Frankie in 4 pictures...

It started with a look I suppose... One look. I saw Rae and something in me snapped. I knew she was the one for me. Later I found out she felt the same way. It was the summer before I became a Sophomore. I was at the theatre day-camp that the director (which was her mother) had two weeks before school started. I didn't really know much about theatre, and I was nervous. But when I saw her, I knew everything would be ok. She always had that effect on me, she could make me feel ok whenever I was scared, or nervous, or sad.

Then came the "Playful Best Friend" Phase. It was no act, it wasn't me trying to get closer by being a friend. We truly were best friends. We told each other some of our deepest fears and desires, and trusted each other with almost everything. We knew how to make each  other laugh, and how to help with our pain.

By this time, she knew my feelings (I never hid that I wanted to be together from the start), but she wasn't ready for it (Later, she eventually told me that she realized that it would be all or nothing with me, and it scared her). So I kept her close, and kept pushing, but let her keep her wall up. I was pretty sure by now that she felt the same, so I had patience. I stayed silly, and we were happy for a time like this. Then she finally said yes...

The love we had will never be duplicated or matched. It was Perfect and beautiful. I'm still amazed by how two broken creatures such as us could have something so perfect. But great things never last.

R.I.P Frankie Rae Baker

I have and always will love you

You will be missed

My Facebook Rant on Race

    "The problem is nobody wants to talk about race anymore. It makes you uncomfortable? Good. It should make you uncomfortable at first. In my family, we openly discussed race (And some people might say it's because i'm mixed, and maybe so.) and my parents made sure that I wasn't ashamed or afraid to talk about race. White Privilege isn't a myth, it's a real thing. You think I'm lying?

Fact: there are only 4.9% of African American Undergraduates at UT, a so called "Super Liberal" University.

Fact: Predominantly black schools receive substantially less funding per pupil than predominantly white suburban schools.

Whites have had and do have an advantage in the world. Instead of acting like it's not true, own up to it, and try to do something about it!
Oh, and last thing, You think because we have a black President that racism is gone? Get real! Racism is everywhere now, and the reason people are saying it's part of our culture is because nobody is willing to stand up and say, this is wrong.

A black police officer was shot 28 (28!!!) times by four white cops. He survived, and now he's been arrested because the four white cops say that he pulled a gun on them! And there's been almost no coverage of it.

A girl on our campus tweeted that it was tempting to shoot Obama. At no point in our nations history have so many people openly disrespected the President, and 9 times out of 10, it's got some sort of racial ties."

And I just found this video of David Banner discussing the Trayvon Martin Issue

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H_jzYC2DQmY

Jealousy

Jealousy is simply and clearly the fear that you do not have value. Jealousy scans for evidence to prove the point - that others will be preferred and rewarded more than you. There is only one alternative - self-value. If you cannot love yourself, you will not believe that you are loved. You will always think it's a mistake or luck. Take your eyes off others and turn the scanner within. Find the seeds of your jealousy, clear the old voices and experiences. Put all the energy into building your personal and emotional security. Then you will be the one others envy, and you can remember the pain and reach out to them

What is Life?

I'm not about to go into a long speech, I just question it sometimes. What are we doing here? Do we have a purpose, or are we all crazy coincidences? I Read Socrates's Allegory of the Cave, and it got my mind thinking (as good philosophy should do), "Am I simply chained to a wall, unable to see truth?". But regardless if everything is real, or if i'm just imaging it, I'm gonna try to be happy. 

"Imagine a Puddle waking up one morning and thinking,

'This is an interesting world I find myself in. An interesting hole I find myself in, it fits me rather neatly, doesn't it?

In fact it fits me staggeringly well, must have been made to have me in it!'

This is such a powerful idea that as the sun rises in the sky and the air heats up and as, gradually, the puddle gets smaller and smaller, it's still frantically hanging on to the notion that everything's going to be alright,

because this world was meant to have him in it, was built to have him in it,

so the moment he disappears catches him rather by surprise"

-Douglas Adams