Chikiin’s Blog

Yesterday’s experience was ok i was already tired when we were otw to class i didnt really wanna go but i got to it was hot i was sweating we walked for like 15 mins but i got drenched in sweat the teacher told us to sit outside somewhere but i couldn’t im sorry it was toooo hot me and my friends went into the bank plaza and omni hotels to cool off but i got lazy an decided to just started to chill there an do the assignments the assignments were frustrating tbh like i was thinking about everything else but my work i just kept getting distracted and didn’t really have the drive to do anything i started procrastinating til eventually i really started just writing what i saw

On a Wednesday morning in Charlotte NC, I sit outside at the bank of america plaza. As I sit down I see men and women with suits and fancy dresses walking expeditiously to make it to work on time. I see luxurious furniture from the omni hotel and I over hear a conversation between a mother and father about their son scoring his first goal at his soccer game and how it was and I quote “one for the books”. The aroma from starbucks flutters in my nostrils with the smell of coffee and caramel. A lady just started cleaning next to me. All I hear is the sound of the vacuum cleaner and I can barely hear myself think. I feel these evenly spaced ridges from this table I am sitting at. I hear the blender making a double expresso with a shot of caramel for a “Jake.” A police officer just came and shook my hand and told me he was proud of me a black man doing his work and that you dont see that to often. I’m getting cold in here so I step outside and the humidity hits me like a freight train. I hear sirens from the ambulance passing by praying that God is with whoever is in it. A short guy comes racing down the sidewalk on a bird scooter swerving through people and not stopping for anything. A homeless guy was sitting on the bench eating a pack of bread. I decide to help him out and give him some money to get some real food. I start heading back to where my teacher tells us to meet and when I reach the crosswalk I have a nice conversation with a guy with a really expensive suit on. As I wait for the walk symbol this old lady starts poking me in the leg with her cane taunting me and telling me i’m walking to slow. In my head I laugh because it was just something I wasn’t expecting nevertheless was I okay with it. I immediately thought she just wasn’t all the way there in the head because there were cars still cruising down the road and she basically was telling me to walk in front of the cars. I turned around calmly and shoved her to the ground and told her to leave me alone. She went on about how that was rude of me but honestly everything went in one ear and out the other. I walked across the crosswalk while some gentlemen helped her up she eventually caught up and tried hitting me with her cane again so I grabbed her cane and snapped it and threw it in the road and told her go fetch. I walked off and she stood there and gave me the bird. I went on about my day like nothing ever happened. Once I git back with the team we walked back to campus in the summit of hell it felt like. I am not a city boy so all of this is new to me never in a million years would I have thought I would have to put a old woman on her ass. This is ridiculous I wouldn’t be surprise if I have warrant for my arrest. The city life is definitely different from life in Kannapolis there’s no big buildings or crazy elderly people I don’t have to worry about being hit by a bird scooter or hearing a curse word because somebody won’t turn fast enough. I will definitely have to get use to this but I am up for the challenge. 

I will not and cannot stop doing what I love the feeling that I get when I touch the court is like no other I am at peace with myself and everything feels right its nothing like hitting a big time shot or getting a defensive stop when its needed the most. I want kids to say ” mama there goes that man ” I want to be the best at what I do and I will not stop the grind until I am I have no other choice basketball is my ticket outta here there isn’t nothing in Kannapolis for me I have to do right and get things done so I can take care of my mom buy her that house she wants get my dad that 86′ chevy s10 and just have that feeling of not having to worry nomore I wont stop hooping til im six feet under I had a friend ask me what is life and I told him ball is life that’s it nothing more nothing less ima dawg everytime I stepped on the court I intend to show you how great I am rankings and offers go out the window when we are on the court them offers cant save you then I had a old man come up to me after a great game and he told me I would be great someday and he always reminded me it takes 0 talent to work hard.

Why does she want to be a billboard? She has a free spirit she thinks we are one with the world what kind of sculptures are these why are they standing in a circle how do you work from the inside out he built a circle inside of a circle and is actually getting tv time and money I don’t really see the art behind his sculptures how can steel be stretched how can art make you feel some type of way what is Charlie brown why is Richard drawing at work drawing keeps Richards communicated with life what he just said didn’t make sense why is he talking about furniture in relations with life how many sculptures does Richard have who is Sally Mann why is the room red why was it difficult to be around sally she does too much nothing can ever be good enough for her what is a photo god I wonder if he feel “forced” how was she neglected running around naked is okay? He definitely was forced photograph was her bible she loves nature how can you be intimately involved with nature who is Barry McGee why doesn’t she have a real camera I like graffiti and the face painting he does what is folk art she likes old school painting from 1600’s she feels like her work will never be perfect because it is done by hand and that’s the beauty of the art because it’s what makes it hers he feels like if he is gonna do art it is gonna be done good what is a five finger discount where are they painting this face.

Be yourself; Everyone else is already taken.

— Oscar Wilde.

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