go L I V E or go home.

- the motto of our 2009 trip to New Orleans for the annual Mardi Gras celebration.
Friday to Tuesday. Life is great.

Apparently, the actual Mardi Gras wasnt until tuesday (fat tuesday.) but our time was well spent. like you literally had to go live or go home. Now before you can judge us on the fact that we went live you must understand the context of the word. Live doesnt neccesarily have to have a negative connotation; or does it? Basically the point of it all was to enjoy yourself by any means or go home. I did just that. Now i dont really like puttin my business out there but i dont think i would do the trip justice if i didnt. Never in my life have I had so much fun. BOURBAN.

w/ a child.

it was ONLY tuesday.

lol i love this pic. x 10. get it stace.
so apparently blogspot has transformed literally into my "online journal." i find myself documenting everything when in reality i only wanted somewhere to vent every now and then. what can i say life is great and i like to brag. just a few pix to keep you entertained.
sometimes i secretly hope no one reads my blog lol.
oh but this is nothing!

killa kyle. lol dk what the problemo was.i told myself i wouldnt put this on facebook...so i guess blogspot is a sufficient substitute. [peep the katy on the shirt]
i want yo line sistah! hey jazz.

AS TOLD BY DANIELLE.

listen with your eyes... follow with your ears.

i say, " i write what i see."
but if i couldnt see would i still have something to say.
best homie in the system. somethin like a 9 to 5.
if you had to give up one of your 5 senses (for the rest of your life)
which one would you choose:

pick wisely.
initially i said smell. but smell is attached to taste and without it you wouldnt really be able to form an appetite.
i dont want to starve.

sooo. asher roth has a song called " i love college"
which im sure everyone has heard by now. but i dont think anyone understands how true it actually is.
like i LOVE COLLEGE.
[not to go back on the whole college is unneccesary thing] bc it still is.
but where else can you do so much with literally minimal to no consequences.
i mean yeah u get a chance to find yourself..and some people tend to make bad habits.
i keep asking myself if this is the "experience" that im supposed to be having.

YES.

where else can you do nothing and still be doing something.
crazy but it makes sense to me.

if there were a pill [a completely legal pill]
known as DAMN D, would u take it?
Consider that it would make you feel like ME and enable you to act and think like me. lol completely irrelevant. i think i would take it if i were you.

my life is in shambles. but on purpose.
"everything means nothing if you sell out."

Sincerely,
Danielle.

happy valentines day.

eventhough i dont celebrate it...

picnic on the courts.

my life.

i promise were not as weird as we seem. To-Go boxes from the cafeteria + an oversized blanket= a picnic on the courts.

just another random day.
only at a HBCU. hey jazz.

i clearly have nothing else to do considering I am on blogspot on Valentines Day. (like that matters.)
-Sincerely,
Danielle.

front page.

my first news story. they changed some of the wording but its fine lol.

oh yeah i made the front page.

Sincerely,

Danielle.

searching for lessons hoping the pain will lessen.

words will NEVER be able to express the severity of our experiences this night.
in efforts to capture good pictures my friends and I traveled around Hempstead (Country area near PV). MJ came in our lives and somewhat took over.
Im assuming someone thought we were breaking in to something; so they called the cops. I mean it makes sense..we were in an "Alley". Out of no where 2 cop cars swarmed in forcing us into a corner. (leaving some details out). Lol insticts tell you to run. & thats just what we did. well to make a long story short we GOT AWAY... after being checked for warrants and age. thank the lord...i wouldnt be here right now.
Anywhoo...here are the pictures i took:

THE END.

motto of this story: you only get caught if you tell.

Sincerely,

Danielle.

i wrote my first news story....

Pastor West, MY PASTOR, came to visit my school in efforts of breaking down the spiritual aspect of black history.
Additionally, this was my first news story written for the Panther, our schools paper. Ill post pictures of it once it is published.
Here are the pictures:

i cried. :(

lol ashame. i knew i wasnt supposed to be reading it. 20 questions. hope i dont see u in there.

taking notes.

pictures taken by: Vesta. lol.

Sincerely,

Danielle.