Iite so its been a long ass time since I've blogged. But due to popular demand, I have returned once again to bore you with the details of my life. :)

To update from where I left off with my grandfathers passing, I remain a proud member of this family and my relatives and I are getting along just fine. Weve had our time to rest our minds and continue life, while not forgetting what he means to us. THANK YOU to EVERYONE who was there for me and offered condolences or at the least had my family and I in mind during that time. I held it together at the funeral and I was proud when my dad shared his duty as pallbearer with me. It was a very humbling and empowering experience.

I PASSED MY ACCOUNTING CLASSES! How? I have no clue in the world, but dern it, anything is possible. I failed the first two tests, took my third test the day OF my grandfathers funeral and busted  a C, and my last test i had to get a PERFECT score to pass the class. I onno, but thank you Jesus lol....

My friend Ronda from work and class is due any day now to have her baby, and imma be mad cuz now i cant poke her belly when the baby kicks her... lol- ill prolly see her when i go home to check on her and lil Nathaniel- but i do call her like erry day like "DID UR WATER BREAK YET?" - I hope it goes well for her though. 

So classes have started and Im back in the hustle and bustle known as senior year... I cant afford getting senioritis right now, as I got myself a full plate. I got 17 credits, some of them are alright classes, 2 of them im kinda worried about- CSC 404 with our teacher as the department chair.. its at 8 am and Lord knows im not a morning person... i hear he doesnt play with tardy folk, so I pray I can get my ass up every MWF at 7:15am...then my other class is Discrete Structures...this is a retake but the teacher is, well for lack of a better word, a total bitch.. I took it sophomore year fall semester and got a 72- but the school of science here requires a grade of a 74 to pass... and she was not tryna bump me TWO points.. so im back and im STILL not giving a damn, just do what i gotta do to pass...

Then why did I schedule myself for 5 classes on MWF? i thought it was a good idea but come my last class Im ready to fall out... dumb people like me make the world go round...

I'm still a Peer Counselor and about to take a campus job, not to mention my web design/hosting biz. Im really tryna fill up my resume before I graduate in May... but this semester is bout 2 be busy as hell, so I cant sit on my ass for long.

Iite so im feelin living off campus- its pretty fun considering i can do whatever the hell i want and nobody can tell me anything...."stop playin your music 2 loud".."stop walking around the house in ur draws and flip flops"... you know? my roomate Dave is pretty chill.. his girl T is over here pretty much all the time, and if she was eatin up our food n stuff, I prolly would mind, but she a cool person- keeps both of us on our toes lol, so shes iite.

So I started back dating again after what... 8 months of chillin...and im seeing this girl Teresa- verrry cool person, good heart, beautiful eyes, easy on the eyes- iite so i wont lie- I poked her on facebook cuz i thought she was a cutie and wanted 2 talk 2 her... we talked like the later portion of the summer online and we met for the first time last weekend- that was a good time we had - I almost snapped on Chuck E. Cheese (the mouse) cuz I was racin her on one of those arcade games and this furry fat bastard comes up behind me and covers my eyes with his huge ass paws/hands/whatever- I still won the race but still- that lil nigga put his hands on me- and YES i would have handled my business but Teresa gave me them sad eyes and i was like... iite- BUT U LUCKY SHE HERE SO WATCH YASELF... next time I cant be held accountable for my actions..

But we went out again yesterday... like 8 ish... we went 2 Red Lobster and i put sum cash down for that- but it was iite cuz shes a cutie lol- i had some salmon dish with like 2 margueritas(frozen)- they were real good, i was chill after that- then we went 2 the movies 2 see Hustle n Flow - the movie was straight- but at most it could receive a Source award for a good picture... I started gettin real close 2 her n stuff... damn near cuddlin in the theater- but i enjoyed every moment of it- almost forgot what it was like gettin affectionate with someone like that (she smell real good too.. lol) after that- we called it a night and she dropped me back off at my boys apartment across the street from my own... it was like one of those dates in the movies where u be tryna say goodnite and you KNOW whats gonna happen next, but it seems like it aint happenin soon enuff- i turn back around 2 hug her, and sure enuff, we start lip lockin, i wont lie- shes a good kisser - cuz it wasnt a long kiss, but later on the nite, i kinda wanted more lol- but she was tired and i didnt wanna ruin a good night by draggin her out again - so that was that for the night... I stayed up till about 7 and fell out while playin madden- the perfect end to a pretty relaxing day. I WILL be going out with her again... so stay tuned to that episode lol

well thats the update for now- so ill be back when something else interesting happens to me. lol - peace

i just thought this was so hilarious... if u watch Family Guy- u can appreciate this more- this is the episode where Peter has the breakfast machine... watch it  

http://x500.putfile.com/videos/a5-19023150275.wmv

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Death is a reality in our humanly existence. Its a harsh reality... or is it?

I bring this up because my grandfather, Wesley E. A. Lewis, Sr., left this world this past Saturday at the ripe age of 83. I had been anticipating it since this past Christmas, but it was still a shock when I received the call from my dad at the hospital in Bethesda, MD.

He had had a series of events leading up to his departure; one instance occurred just a few weeks ago...we got a call at like 4 in the morning from my grandma's house and she calls to tell us that my grandfather had been stuck in the bathroom cuz he fell and his leg was positioned so that it was hard to open the door without hurting him.. so me, my uncle, and my dad ran over to Silver Spring all the way from Bowie (about 30-40 min) and spent a good while trying to get him out..I sat with my grandmother and held her hand the whole time and I swear I never felt a vibe like the one my grandma had given off that night...one of pure distress, frustration, and fear... we finally succeeded and he slept soundly the rest of the morning ... but come to find out, he had fractured/broken his hip in an accident he had a few days before and didnt quite know it.

So he had surgery a few days later 2 fix it and then they took him to this really nice rehabilitation center in Rockville... i mean it was REALLY nice; they had no excuse to not treat him effectively there and make him comfortable. My dad and his brother were up there every day after work till late at night for about 2-3 weeks...due to my busy schedule with my internship and accounting class, it was hard for me to schedule a time to drive down to Rockville to pay him a visit.... I honestly don't know what happened at this point because this past week, I planned to visit him on Saturday... which happened to be the day he passed away... but I swear up and down some sense of intuition or a divine intervention gave me the sense of urgency to go visit him two days EARLIER...on the Thursday.

GOD I LOVE YOU SO MUCH FOR THAT INTUITION.....I dont think I'd be able to live with myself or remain so calm around this hard time. I had a chance to sit with my grandfather for a good half hour-45 min and carry on a good conversation... usually when i seen him before, he was so full of different medicines and pills hed barely be able to maintain coherence...but lo and behold, the day I go to visit him, I could have sworn the man would get up and walk down the street with me :) he sounded SO strong, I was glad for that. I told him about my business and how its doing and my dad even told me he remembered that I had visited him... and that made me feel wonderful.

So I look up Saturday morning and my dad isnt home- mom says they had to take grandpa to the hospital- and I was saying to myself "here it comes"... I KNEW it was coming and I knew it was gonna happen that day. So I sat by the phone as I listened to music. Then my dad calls...... he says "Granddad died" and it was like someone hit me with a brick- I wasn't shocked, but its just that initial shock that u get when you hear that- and Ive been blessed to only have lost two people in my life...one of them being my mothers father, and I was too young to appreciate the significance of death. But this is different.

First thing I thought of when it happened was my 2 little cousins, Angela(15) and Paul(10). I swear I love these two like none other- my brother and sister for real- when I heard Paul was crying, i was like "mom, lemme use ur car, i gotta be there".. so I went over there and they were happy to see me, and we went out to reflect and get my cousins some clothes for the funeral.

The day after was more business than emotion. I had no idea in my mind that I would be THIS vital in the development in my grandfathers funeral...I helped compose his obituary and designed the program for the service. I am also scheduled to read some passages at the funeral >> Romans 8: 14-23.... I hope I don't choke. I'm going up to the podium with my cousins Lauren, Mark, Chris, Arel, Angela, Paul, Leeann, and Josh the youngest - theyll be with me and ill be with them so were all there to be supportive of each other.

This is my time to be a man for others and for my family. My father is strong, but inside I know its tough to lose a father. But I know in my heart that I must be a ROCK for my younger cousins and family members (most notably my grandmother) that arent coping as well with our loss. We have my grandfathers suit at my house to take to the funeral home sometime today... I look at it as though were getting him dressed for the party of his afterlife in heaven... you know my blood has to look fly for the pearly gates  its dress to impress up there ya know

I was named after my late grandfather, Wesley Lewis, Sr. and I WILL UPHOLD the pride and responsibilities that come with such an honor. Of 18 grandchildren, I was bestowed with this honor. And I'll be damned if I disappoint him. So this experience has made me stronger and will continue to help mold the man before you... Wesley Fabian Lewis