Yeah life is a blur, Stuff happens everyday so i'll just blog on my daily life and the shit that occurs.
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22 year old New Yorker
born in Trinidad, came when i was 9 months
Architect College Major
I live with a bucket list of things i wanna achieve
I have an obsession with Atlantis and always wanted to be a Archeologist, Have a big love for history and culture. I might end up becoming one.
Or Marine Biologist
Music, Art and Food are my favs follow by photography
My Major Dream is to Travel, and of course find atlantis or build a under the sea city like it
The moment you realize that everyone is a regular person, is the moment you realize you can do anything. No one was born higher then the other, No one is better then the other… No one is better then you. Sean Soobyiah
In the small hours, a friend and I were wandering around the French quarter, when suddenly I heard a trumpet in the distance. I couldn’t see anything but an excursion boat gliding through the mist back to port. Then the tune became more distinct. The boat was still far off. But in the bow I could see someone standing in the wind, holding a trumpet high and sending out the most brilliant notes I had ever heard. It was jazz. It was what I had been hoping to hear all through the night. I don’t even know whether it was ‘Tiger Rag’ or ‘Panama’. But it was Louis Armstrong descending from the sky like a god. the ship hugged the bank as if it were driven there by the powerful trumpet beats. I stayed absolutely still, just listening, until the boat dropped anchor. All Stars trombone man Jack Teagarden remembering his 1921 New Orleans visit. (via qmannola)
If gorillas were capable of such an expression, they would tell you that their family is like a hand, of which they are the fingers. They are all fully aware of being a family but are very little aware of being individuals. Here in the zoo there were other gorillas - but there was no family. Five severed fingers do not make a hand. Ishmael, by Daniel Quinn. (via denzita)
Only in ourselves do we see imperfections, while others see perfection in certain areas Sean Soobyiah
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