Let us die young or let us live forever

After work I went to see my grandma that's in town. She is different and exactly the same. Isn't that weird? Grandparents. It seems the more you know them, the more you you become uncertain about. Its funny how I see myself more in her. Her eyes are mine but she has the same ears as my father. However, everyone still attests that I am my grandfather. She is still sharper than ever. She is 82 years old and she still knew her teachers names from 1st and 2nd grade. That effin incredible.

We were a couple of seconds late to Repo but I loved it once I got into it. It was really campy and I liked the songs.So to Repo I say:

I have been to RHPS quite a few times. Its always fun but it always kind of evokes feelings I can't explain. It reminds me of Perks of Being a Wallflower. And that reminds me of the person I was when I was young and how I was so lonely. How I dreamed of being in a crowd of people and not feeling alone. Now its finally happened and its almost bittersweet. I don't know how to feel about it. But I like going.

1. Chick-fil-A
Now when I discovered this little slice of heaven during my first visits to the South and it has become a little slice of my heaven. A fast food joint...with ONLY CHICKEN. It's a Puerto Rican's dream come true. The food never tastes greasy or uber processed and is actually fairly healthy. They also have damn good milkshakes. This little gem HAS ONE location in the entire state of New York while there is one for every Mexican here in Tejas. LOVE IT

2. Sweet Tea
I love iced tea. Its no secret but the awful thing about the dastardly North is that sometimes you order iced tea and expect it to be sweetened but ALAS A BITTER TASTE FLOODS YOUR SENSES INSTEAD. Here in the lovely South I say one phrase and my worries go away "SWEET TEA PLEASE." Like a lightning bolt from heaven a cup o' deliciousness is delivered to me. All major chains have it, so it is never a stretch to quench my thirst. Also, most times it tastes freshly brewed and not overly sugared like Brisk.

3. Southern Gents
A young man in the South really is groomed to have great manners and it is evident. Young men will literally increase their pace of walking just to hold open a door for girls. The guys here are very sweet and well mannered. I really enjoy not holding open my own door most days.

4. Fried Chicken
I am not a big fried person BUT damn the fried chicken here is goooood,

5. The Malls
The malls in Texas are all HUGE. They are also very spread out and they never feel crowded.

6. The Weather
It was 70 degrees some days IN DECEMBER. I no longer felt like I was in an eternal hibernation. I love how sunny it is all the time and the weather has done wonders to my skin.

DISLIKES

7. YA'LL
One phrase drives me nuts. Ya'll this Ya'll that STFU. I can't help but think it is absolutely ridiculous and horribly cliche. I stick firmly by my "you guys".

8. The Rain
It doesn't rain in Texas, they have TORRENTIAL downpours. There is no drizzling. I firmly believe Texas precipitation is controlled by Poseidon myself. I never really understood the purpose of rain boots until I came to Texas where everytime it rains there is a flood warning.

9. Gun Fever
Legally Texans have no sense of tact. The solution to everything is SHOOT EM. I am fearful of jaywalking.

10. Texas Pride
Texans automatically believe everything is better because its from Texas. If you want to get on a Texan's good side talk about how much you love Texas. They will agree with you IMMEDIATELY. In New York I could talk about its flaws openly. Here I feel like laser eyes are searing my skull. The Texas flag is EQUAL to the American flag. They are Texans before Americans. Its kinda alarming

11. Bitches hating on my swag
People always hating on my flava

12. Public Transportation
Simply awful. No stops are actually adjacent to where you want to be.


The South gets a 7/10 rating with me. Not perfect but not unbearable and a place I can almost comfortably call home.

When I went to Montreal last summer, there was this small bus and for a small donation to the homeless you could write on the bus. Most people wrote about love and how great life was, to seize the opportunities we let slip through our hands everyday.

A mere hour ago you called me to tell me you were in the emergency room. You had swallowed a whole bottle of Advil. Why? I was furious and scared. Why would you do something like this? So many people in this world love you and you tried to throw it away. I get this call that you are in the emergency room for what you did. I scolded you for being so stupid, but reminded you that I loved you and you should never do something so dangerous again. I can't help but be scared. I cried and I prayed. I prayed for your safety because you are alone. I prayed for you to gain some clarity. I prayed that you would understand the impact you've left on the world.

Please be okay and never do this again.