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Dear Bianca's pride,
       shove all of your feelings up someone else's asshole and let's move on.
                                           xohoneybee

The College Struggle Is REAL!

So it wasn't until these past couple of days that I noticed how hard it is not having money in college. Classes just started on Monday and I've been on campus since Friday. For the past 6 days just to eat has been a struggle. My mom bought me frozen meals before she left back to Miami, but those just weren't enough! And the dorm that I'm in requires us to have a meal plan, which the lowest one only costs $1900 PLUS a $350 down payment. What the ef, how is anyone supposed to afford that when they 1. barely get financial aid and 2. don't have that kind of money sitting in their bank accounts? You aren't. It wasn't until today that I went over to the dining office and spoke to these people about not being able to afford this. That's when the cute little gay guy told me he liked my earrings and said "Don't worry honey, we'll get this all worked out for you." I've never been happier to eat in the dining hall then I was tonight.

SN: I need to find a job because this whole college thing is no joke


Love always,

Deebayyy

When I feel like giving up

From my Freshman Seminar course work

What are your top six reasons for attending college?
If you are tempted to give up on your college education, read this list.

1. To acquire knowledge
2. To make my parents happy
3. To meet interesting people
4. To get a degree
5. To make a difference in othe people's lives
6. For my own personal satisfaction

Even though somehow I have managed to make enemies and no friends this list shows me that I'm not here to interfere with these six reasons above. As long as I graduate and do what makes me happy, who care how many twitter follows I gained in the process.

hashtag you wish i cared
hashtag my future

I guess this is me

For my freshman seminar class my teacher had us introduce ourselves to our peers via blackboard. I think mine was basically me in a really awesome nutshell. 

 Hi! My name legal name is Wideleine (Wid-a-lynn) Desir (Da-zeer) but everyone calls me Windel. I'm an international studies major and planning on minoring in French. I come from Homestead (25 miles from Miami) but hail from Haiti. I am a equipment manager for our amazing football team. (Whenever you see them say hi. They are really nice guys.) I like culture. Currently I speak fluently two languages (English and Creole) but I technically know four (English, Creole, Spanish & French). I hope to become fluent in French and Spanish and learn Japanese, Chinese, Hebrew, German and Portuguese. At one point in my life I may want to work at an embassy as translator before moving up to an adviser's position. I like talking to my friends a lot and watching TV and reading. I think reading is kind of the bomb. After college I plan on joining the Peace Corps while getting my graduate degree. I want to continue to learn. I want to heart of Gandhi, the innovative thinking of Steve Jobs and the passion of Mother Teresa. As you will soon learn I am a huge fanatic of volunteering and an even bigger fanatic of donating body parts. By the time I'm gone I want to be missing a couple organs. And  oh, before I go, Rock the Vote!! Find out more about the key issues because now we are adults and we get to decide who we want and where we want them. So register to vote then actually go out and vote.

Bye!

Hashtag just checked everyone else's and I'm starting to thinking I didn't answer the invisible question
Hashtag look at that long hashtag

I kind of LOVE the '70's ?

The '70's is so inspiring for me.  I love the clothing, the music, and the "free to be you and me" motto's people swung around like crack rock.  I think I enjoy the men and their swooning styles the most... I mean GOSHHHH !  Have you ever heard what men in the '70's sang about ? Especially those African-American men <3 never took such a liking to them until my infatuation developed.  Smooth music that wasn't near erotic or made you feel like the words were undressing you, just refreshing sounds that you could float away with and sing out loud without looking like a sexual predator or a nympho (;  Men like Al Green simply sang about things like staying together and you're a wonderful woman.  I don't care if he was thinking dirtier things, he  doesn't come right out with it and I'm definitely a woman of mystery.  So am I paying homage to the 1970's or Al Green? BOTH.  but I think I'm also heading into the direction of other beautiful song writers that are making tonight perfect for me, so thanks Norah Jones, Sade, Al Green, and Nelly Furtado circa 2000.  That was a huge jumpspan of 30 years though, I still love the 70's!  The best parts?

Dearest Al Green, I love your smoove mofo ways

BELL BOTTOMS <3

ROUND GLASSES :D

SHIFT DRESSES <33333

  My addition to all of this fun?  My take on "free to be you and me"; hang gliding with my mother(; So that's my ode to the '70's and the year 2000...taste the rainbow.

higher than a mofo

الحب الكبير,
           honey bee

Fraternities & Sororities

Tonight my school hosted a pajama dance/party type thing in the gym.Or so i thought... Actually it was a showcase of the amazing stomping, barking, screeching and whistling of the the fraternities and sororities. The party started at nine and ended at midnight; from nine thirty until eleven fourty-five everyone (or maybe just me) was being pushed and shoved in every direction to give- sometimes one but usually two- groups of "dancers" the floor so they can create a stomping conga line. It was amazing the first couple of times; I was so excites. "Wow. A real fraternity. OMG! They're so good." But then instead of letting the freshmen- who apparently this whole event was dedicated to dance- the greeks decided to involve themselves in every song. If it wasn't the guys it was the girls, both equally annoying but the girls more pushy. I spent my first kind of real college party being fondled by strangers- who this party was supposed to help me meet- because the Greeks thought this would be the perfect chance to attack us with their stomps.
And the worst part is that they don't even believe in apologizing. Not just the Greeks, everyone!!!
Even if it wasn't my fault I still apologized to the people that I shoved. But noooo, a group a guys fell and on me and gave me faces when I gave them stank faces because I thought 400 pounds of negro was cause for a simply "Excuse me", "Sorry", "My bad" would've sufficed.
Oh and by the way a female mixture of Lamar Odom and Shaq attacked shoved me a couple people the length of a football field so that Your Royal "Thickness" had space to destroy the gym floor with her purposely heavy foot. She gave me the most sarcastic "Excuse me" when I informed her that excuse me is the word that everyone was looking for tonight.

But it wasn't that bad, my friend told me that the ginger that we had met earlier was getting down with some girls. AND one of the Greek boys was rather attractive, plus none of his brothers pushed me. So he's good.

BUT...
hashtag i want your letters taken away
hashtag inconsiderate
hashtag ruined college experience

Perfect.

I moved into my dorm room Wednesday morning and I have basically been bored since then.
But this video... IT'S PERFECTION.
My favorite parts are when the guys realize it's a dude. It's too funny.

hashtag killing me softly
hashtag cute guys

It all comes to an end

This is my last week here in Summer C at The Florida State University. Ive never been happier. It's not that I haven't enjoyed my time here, I'm just ready to get back to the 305 and see my family and friends. I'm also tired of this inclement weather; sun in the morning and rain in the afternoon wtf can i get a break? I thought Miami was bipolar but Tally definitely takes the cake. All I can say now is Tally, its been real but on thursday I'll being saying sayonara for 2 weeks and hello to M.I.A (:

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Deebayyy

Let's Count to 2

So I was falling in almost love with this one guy's tumblr and it made me think... the numbers 1 and 2 are powerful, but in pictures. The number 1 is haunting and beautiful in its involuntary solidarity, standing alone and being proud to be one of one. It could be a piece of art with one subject, a piece of a person, the remaining parts of someone, or a body part. The number 1 is truly unappreciated and overlooked, is one lonely or too difficult to understand?

The number 1 is far from being a "lonely" number, it seems like it's art, it's beauty, sometimes handsome, majestic, and even a legend... but the number 2...
Two is nothing near romantic, it's the number one on another level. Things this statemented speak for themselves.. so I'll let it speak.

Two just seems to make the world wonderful, with the truth in 2 eyes, deliciously consequential, fashionable, and friendly. Whoever said one is the loneliest number and that two is only a romantic rendez-vouz can shove it.

الحب الكبير,
honey bee

Pilot Jones

My life is finally accelerating, but I feel like it's been the most stagnant thing before this period... (EVEN NOW). It's kind of the worst. I need something amazing to happen to me, well... I WOULD LIKE for something amazing to happen to me besides being alive and school and fam/friendsies. I think I'm finally ready for something great to happen to me, before I wasn't in the position, but I was in the midst of amazing. I'm finally in the position to appreciate it and nothing's here yet and I'm (to say the least) annoyed because I'm more than bored. I would like to be wooed, that is exactly what I need, but I'm not saying it should be from a person... I wouldn't mind being wooed by nature or an opportunity or even happiness (if that could ever come together and make sense). #woomeworld


الحب الكبير,
honey bee