"...aye do me a favor call me jerk one more time..."

In less than 12 hours, I will be in an operating room at Christiana Hospital having my tonsils removed. Of this, I am not happy. How did I get here? How did I get to this moment, in this apartment, in this city? What were the steps that landed me here???? Why am I still here?

Simply answered: Honey, they are paying for your Masters Degree.

Well good for them.... but I am goin to claim that some irreversible damage has been done to me because of it...

First, I am going to be the first to say that all those native Delawareans that are so friggin in love with the First State to sit the phuck down and shut the hell up ...

I honestly love you all. But I just don't think you have heard me clearly

Secondly, no one can tell me I haven't made the most of this experience here. I have always been the one attempting to make ANY and EVERYTHING fun... even lame ass Newark, DE. In the one year I have been here, I have had some amazing once in a lifetime opportunities and have met some amazing people.

I still hate it here.

Thirdly.... I didn't think I would say this..... but while I have fallen in love with many members of the black community in this area.... the younger generation, those in my age bracket, have literally blown the S.H.!.T outta me.

I just don't get why the hospitable spirit has seemed to escape all of them...

you know what I wanna say so much more

but its going to get way to personal... so I'll save that for the notebook

anyway.... Delaware and its inhabitants (infer what you will) most definitely gave me mono. Across the country, if I told any black person I got mono, their first response would be: "I didn't know black people caught mono." followed by "You got you a yte boy out there, Mo?"

well.... despite both of those incredible odds... I caught the mono.

Got the worst type. Had the case that happens 1 in 1000 times. Had to have emergency surgery.

talk about THE muthafuggin L

now, because of the mono, the surgery..... I've had tonsilitis for the last 4 months.... which will finally be taken care of tomorrow morning

I'm a little scared tho...

surgery makes me nervous

"Pray for the best, prepare for the worst, and hopefully everything will come out alright."