The Enigma Of Charisma And Greatness

Hey everyone, hope everything is all good. My break has been going well, and I'm not missing HU at all because I've been missing home for a minute. And to be honest, unlike others, I actually have more freedom here at home, than my other peers @ HU have. That's why I'm not ready to go back yet. LOL Back to the task at hand: I've been having random thoughts in the past week. Since I've turned 19, I feel somewhat older. But I can tell that I've become wiser and a lot smarter, especially being away from home and on my own.

Before I start though ... I received my grades from HU ... Decent at best. Momz doesn't think so. Popz can tolerate it, but I know that there's more room for improvement. Even though my GPA is an even 3.0, I know that it's not my best product. I haven't really explained the transcript to my mother yet, but my actions speak louder than words. Yeah, it was a transitional and acclimation-al period in my life, IT still is NO EXCUSE. Momz, if you're reading, I know what you're going to say. I've already talked to Popz about it. But you're probably going through it in your head now. I'll say it for you: "You're paying too damn much for me, to be getting a C on a semester grade. All of those B-'s need to come up to A-'s. All of those B's need to be A's, and the lone A is good. I've sacrificed a lot for you to go to Hampton U, and I don't need you to mess up a great opportunity. Especially when you have a scholarship riding on it." So, what I will do is focus more, use study groups to my advantage, and spend my free time wisely. TRUST: you will see better from your only son, Kyr R. Mack.

Now back to the real RANDOM MOMENTS ... Just had on Will Smith - Just The Two Of Us from his album Big Willie Style. Right now, I have Keepin' Yo Head Up by the one and only Tupac Shakur playing in the background. Tupac in many ways was a misunderstood individual. But his words were very inspirational. Hopefully mine can be as well.

I was on the phone with my best friend Ryan the other day, and we were just talking about the world in our prospective. The world and the people in it have changed so much over the years. Some of it good and some of it bad. I was thinking to myself, how I could change the world. How could I inspire others to do well and not go through some of the negative aspects of life. So, I said to myself that I would love to start a mentoring program for African-American youth, boys and girls. A mentoring program for children between the ages of 8-16. I picked the 8-16 demographic because I believe its a critical age where young men and women are influenced by what they see and what their peers do. But, a few roadblocks appeared within my mind. The roadblocks that came to mind was money and volunteers. How would I get the money to sponsor the program and who would volunteer for such a task? I have great ideas in my mind, its just the course of action that needs to take place for the fantasy to become a reality.

I guess its a curse I have. I want to help others so bad that sometimes my compassion imprisons me. I use the words "curse" and "imprison" because I'm not really a risk-taker. The words "curse" and "imprison" are words that are derived from the characteristics of fear. Fear that things won't go my way or that I will FAIL. But I know deep down that I cannot fail because people are watching. People like my peers, my family, my friends, neighbors and so forth.

But that's just a few thoughts I had. Some of the thoughts were triggered by my friends and their situations, observations of the world around me as I know it. And just plain old experiences. I'm about to go clear my head and do what I do best. And that is chill, watch ESPN, and text. I'll catch ya'll on the flipside. Remember: You Can Do ALL Things In CHRIST Who Strengthens YOU!! ... PEACE!!!

I was supposed to post this yesterday, but here it is .... I'M BACK!!!!! And I'm feeling too good right now. I'm home for winter break and I have more time to chill with people I didn't during Thanksgiving Break. As you all know, I do my blog posts to music. So I'm listening to Lupe Fiasco's Enemy of the State: A Love Story mixtape. He went in on this one, for real.

Yesterday was my birthday. I turned 19 years old, and I thank GOD for allowing me to be on this Earth for 19 years and hopefully more if he allows. I'm glad for everything he has done for me and continues to do for me. Even though, I didn't do anything yesterday. I'm glad I'm home. Thanks for everyone showing me love for the phone calls, FB messages and wall posts, text messages and everything. I appreciate it truly.

First semester @ HU was ... an ADJUSTMENT! But I believe I had a solid 1st Semester. But I know what I need to do to get at least a  3.7-3.8 GPA. Focus more, more effort, and concentration. Loved English, hated Math. Humanities was okay, Oral Communications was overall, decent. Loved the speeches though. Bowling was just what is was, bowling. I refuse to talk about University class, just like all the other freshmen don't. LOL .... But 2nd Semester will be better, because not only will I know what to expect. I've become a lot more wiser and smarter. And I know how to spend my free time.

Winter break will be spent with family and friends. Christmas will be enjoyable, because it will be my first one as a VISITOR (who lives out of a suitcase now, lol). Being away @ school has made me a better person and I'm glad I chose to be more than 3 or 4 hours away. Also, being 19 years old, I've realized that I've be come a wiser, and more knowledgeable person. I've seen the world in a larger perspective and have interacted with people from different regions of the world. So I've learned from them, just as they have learned from me.

UPDATE: In one of my earlier posts, I alluded to the fact that I wanted to start a blog with one of my friends. Well, one of the friends ended up being two friends. So, we as in three people, are starting a blog next semester, where we will chop it up on any and everything. Sports, relationships, college life, family, being a young African-American male in college with high expectations, politics and other things. The title of the blog will be called "The Triumvirate of Realism." The Triumvirate includes myself, my friend Jeremiah Carter, and my other friend, QT8 President Isaiah Stewart. Hopefully, it will go live at the start of second semester. More details on that on another post.

But, I'm getting out of her. Momz wants me to go to the grocery store because its starting to snow. You know us. Bernie Mac (RIP) put it best when he was talking about Y2K in The Original Kings of Comedy, "White man told you it was the end of the world, ya'll went out and bought bottled water, potted meat, sammiches." LOL .... But I'll holla at ya'll lata....... PEACE!!!

I was thinking to myself instead of voicing my opinion on socially-immersed topics, why don't I just talk about what I want to do with myself, and how I want to help others. So thats what I'm going to do.


As you all know when I write blog posts, I need a theme song. So, I have on Jay-Z's Blueprint 2: The Gift and The Curse Disc 1, A Dream. Jay speaks to me in a way that some emcees do not. He uses his life experiences, dumbs it down somewhat, and then delivers it with a beat and rhymes. His flow goes with the melody of his songs and it's as if he's talking to you face to face. In the song, Hov talks about how in his dream he talked to the Notorious B.I.G., and Biggie inspired him to keep on pushing himself to become the greatest rapper he can become. In a way, Jay-Z, along with my English professor, Ran Walker, inspired me to create this post. I'm not going to put my blog post in words that rhyme, I'm just going to say what's on my mind about what I want to do and how I can try an become it. Hopefully, through this post I can inspire others to write about their dreams. 

I haven't posted in a long time. I've been bombarded with homework, so I haven't really had much time. I'm TOOOOOOO ready for Thanksgiving. But today's topic is about sore losers and why they do not show their opponents any respect after a well deserved win.

So, I was watching the Patriots-Colts game earlier. And when you're an avid sports watcher like I am, you notice little details that you may not see on highlights of the game. After Peyton Manning threw the game winning touchdown pass with :13 seconds left on the clock, Tom "the Great White Hope" Brady had one chance at glory; which resulted in a completed pass and failed lateral attempt and tackle. The final score was 35-34 Colts, but that is not the focus. The focus is Bill Belichick and the half-a** handshake he gave the Black head coach, Jim Caldwell congratulating him on the win.

Belichick called a questionable play on their own 28 yard line, going for it on 4th and 2. The Patriots did not convert, and the Colts took over on downs and Manning threw a TD pass to Reggie Wayne. Belichick gave his headset to one of his assistants and threw his hands on his face. As soon as the game ended, he ran to the 50 yard line, met Jim Caldwell, shook.... excuse me, "low-fived" his hand with NO EYE CONTACT, and trotted off the field. This isn't the first time either. He's done that to other head coaches he's lost to. Norv Turner, Rex Ryan, Mike Tomlin. He's also done that to all of his assistants-turned-head coaches that have defeated him. Eric Mangini and Romeo Crennel have been subjected to that. It will only be a matter of time before the Broncos head coach, Josh McDaniels, will get this kind of treatment. I guess winning makes a person arrogant beyond belief. That's crazy to me.

Belichick isn't the only one though. Lebron James can be convicted of this too. As a matter of fact, he didn't even shake his opponents hand, he sat on the floor and then walked off the court in disgust after he lost. I'm talking about the Cavs-Magic game, where Dwight Howard, his Olympic teammate, beat the "Cleveland Lebrons," en route to the NBA Finals. James also refused a press conference from the media after the game. Why wouldn't he show his friend and Olympic gold medal teammate love for defeating him and wishing him luck against the now-champions Los Angeles Lakers?

Not shaking a person's hand to acknowlege defeat is not only disrespectful, but its inconsiderate, rude, and it shows a lack of character. At least have the decency to say "great game" or "job well done." When winning goes to a person's head, it clouds their mind and blinds the virtues of kindness and respect. But that still is NEVER an excuse.

Well, that's all I have to say about this. I've decided to post weekly on this blog. I've also reached out to my Freshman class president, Isaiah Stewart, about blogging. We're thinking about starting a blog together. More details on that at a later date. I'm about to watch the inside of my eyelids, seeing as Mondays are always the longest for me (UGH, UNIVERSITY 101!!!) But, hey we'll see how that goes. Feel free to comment. Remember "You can do all things through CHRIST who strengthens you!" (Phil 4:13) Shout out to my family and friends. (WE GOT 1 WEEK!!) I'll Holla @ Ya'll ... PEACE

Hey all, its been a long day. But here's a new entry about the State of BET.

Well, here I am World! ... I'm back for the first time (shout out to Ludacris). Let's see where this blogging takes me. Hmmmmm *thinks*, where do I start? Well, I'm in my room right now, listening to Weezy's "No Ceilings" Mixtape (Swag Surfin' on repeat). I'm supposed to be thinking about the topic for my new English paper, but I'm not.

Why Did I Choose To Blog Now?!

I was inspired by my professor's love of words and his writing style. The way he conveys information and analyzes a certain topic is amazing. So, I decided to start thinking about things on a intellectual level. PLUS: Everyone has an opinion, right?

What Am I Going To Use This Blog For?!