Formerly wilsworld, but it seemed a bit narcissistic. Nonetheless, I'll drop stuff here now and then, thoughts random musings, what have you and hopefully engage with others. If not, it's cool, but yeah, I need a place to release. Also, everyone knew that old URL so I changed it for a taste of privacy.
Its so interesting how online jobs have gone up in 2011 by 30%.. I just started working online and im making close to $1k per week working a few hours each week from home.. This is what got me started http://www.cnbc.com-article.it/g/?article=0253
check out my blog http://www.blogger.com-2011.it/v/?u=24e
Betas
Any fellow Beta brothers on Tumblr?! Reblog to find more!
#1056 on the rolls of the Gamma Upsilon chapter! Greeting all of my fellow brothers in __και__
Transitions are not fun…but necessary
In fact, they are so damn nerve-wracking. In exactly 3 weeks, I’ll be in Cleveland, MS at Delta State University for the first day of the next two years of my life. Cleveland, MS (pop: 12,447) is where my training to be a teacher with Teach For America is going to be taking place this summer. I’m excited by the opportunity to work in the Mississippi Delta (with all that that means) but getting there is killing me. Transitions are hard. Moving from one place of comfort to another place of uncertainty is difficult. But I made this decision primarily because I never made it before.
When I left my mother’s house at 17, I went off to a warm, comforting and, arguably, the best undergraduate institution in the world. It was tough, but I knew there was something larger for me. I was right. I loved every minute of it and it has propelled me to the success (relatively speaking) that I currently enjoy. After that came grad school, which was less challenging, but provided greater growth opportunities. Now I’m going into a totally different world. The “Real” World.
But the transition to it is tough. It is testing me on my dedication to my new profession. It is forcing me to “grow up” in more ways than one. Nonetheless, it is necessary.
mmmhmmmm, yes. I do love them.
I had to make this because I was planning to write an extended rant about the long-standing obsession with dehumanizing, de-feminizing, disrespecting, marginalizing and silencing Black women, but I honestly don’t know what I can add to the discussion at this point. Re-blog if you adore Black Women.
I absolutely need this for my apartment next year!!! I need to figure out how to make one.
What up folks?!
Haven’t been on here in a while. Between finals, graduation (both my sister’s and my own), TFA prep, and life, it’s been crazy. Needless to say, it doesn’t slow down much until Friday.
Here she is!! 3 years, 90 credit hours, and a wild ride later. I am officially a Master of Divinity.
MU class crossing party is ready!
Had no idea you were still a pledge. A premature congratulations from a brother of the Gamma Upsilon chapter.
Yours in _και_,
Wil.
P.S- you’ll know what ^ that means soon enough. lol
Brain drain/updates
I have a huge paper that I cannot even begin to complete because I have soo much on my mind right now. Sadly, the paper was due yesterday, so I’m already a day behind. Where to start…
So I got word, a little over a week ago, that I was accepted into Teach for America’s 2011 Corps. Absolutely exciting news. Why am I so not happy about it? I’ve been placed in the Mississippi Delta. Now granted, teaching is what I want to do and going through TFA’s rigorous process has solidified that for me there are serious concerns.
- History of the Delta region, while interesting, hasn’t exactly been very nice for Black men.
- Leaving ATL is probably good, but my relationships (at least the ones I care to preserve) will be tested.
On the topic of relationships, the one I’m most worried about is the one with my ex. As a sidenote, I hate that word. It sounds so disengaging. Ex. Whatever. I guess I had this notion that we’d be apart for a few months, figure stuff out and then get back together. Well, with her going to India for 6 weeks, and then me leaving for MS in the middle of all of that, I think my idea has, quite frankly gone to shit. We had a good two year run. Not everything was perfect, but we somehow always managed to find the love we needed to stay sane together. We did start off in a long distance situation, and with her move to Atlanta, things got much more difficult. I have never been good at blurring the lines of my professional life and my personal life. Having been in school for the last 20 of 24 years of my life, hasn’t exactly given me the type of personal/professional development necessary to do both. And, quite frankly, I don’t particularly like the idea of those two worlds blurring. It’s hard enough being a workaholic, but then bringing your work home with you and having your significant other at work functions is tough. Could I have handled things differently? Yes. Could I have been more upfront about things? Absolutely. The problem I faced face though, is an almost paralyzing fear of rejection. I mean, what happens when our values don’t add up. There is something about the uncertainty of whether or not things will work out that provides a sense of hope that knowing for sure that they won’t work out doesn’t provide. But I shouldn’t live my life as a farce (walking on egg shells in life is tough) in order to maintain a relationship. Could our issues have been resolved in the time leading up to her departure? Perhaps. The risk, however, of them not being resolved or, more probably, becoming much larger issues was too great for me to attempt. So I abandoned ship. I made a rational, mature, intelligible decision to end a relationship in turmoil so that once we split ways, there wouldn’t be a sense of disdain for each other. It was a tough decision and I made it, hoping that it would alleviate some of the stress of our relationship while we tried to work things out, but that didn’t necessarily work originally. There was a lot of hostility early on, on both sides of the table, but we’ve since worked through the hostility and were going to come up with what we were looking for in a/the relationship. (Sidenote 2: the conversation slowly shifted from “the” relationship to “a” relationship, which I noticed and read as a sign but tried to ignore it.) She very easily came up with a list of things. I, on the other hand, was caught with my proverbial pants down. I had never thought of the question. I just knew that it was good while I was in it and that there were minor things that I would have liked to be different, but thought of it more as compromise that I didn’t ask for those changes. I mean, everyone can’t have everything in a relationship can they? Can they?
Sadly, I don’t know the answer to that or many other questions I might have posed here. I know, however that I’m both very excited and very terrified of what’s to come. I’ve never been good with ending things, especially relationships. I typically get left in a funk for weeks on end after a break up, but didn’t have that luxury this time. It was also a fairly easy break up, as we had been friends for so long. I’m at a loss though of where to go from here. I have no idea what to do and I’m not 100% sure I’m supposed to know. At any rate, writing this has taken more time than I expected. Too bad this isn’t my paper that was due yesterday.
/rant
