Those who run seem to have all the fun....
Good morning, this ain't Vietnam
Still people lose hands, legs, arms for real.
Little was known of Sierra Leone
And how they connect to the diamonds we own.
And when I speak of the diamonds in this song,
I ain't talk about the ones that be glowin,
I'm talking about Roc-a-fella--my home.
My chain, these ain?t conflict diamonds,
Is they Jacob? don't lie to me man.
I feel a part of me sayin keep shinin
How? When I know what a blood diamonds
Though it's thousands of miles away,
Sierra Leone connect to what we go through today.
Over here it's a drug trade, we die from drugs.
Over there, they die from what we buy from drugs.
The diamonds, the chains, the braces, the charmses.
I thought my Jesus piece was so harmless,
Til i seen a picture of a shorty armless.
And here's the conflict:
It's in a black person's soul to rock that gold.
Spend your whole life tryin' to get that ice.
Call a baller up B, 'You look so nice'.
How could something so wrong make me feel so right?
Right?!
Before I beat myself up like Ike,
You can still throw your Rocafella diamond tonight, cuz,
This song may seem a little strange to some of y'all. but to me, its something that i have been waiting for for years! I know ... seems weird right, but the day that i found out about the diamond industry and the mines in africa, i realized how truly disgusting our world is. I was in seventh grade and went into world history thinking we would talk about some boring old tribes or something but on that particular day our teacher chose to read us an article she saw in TIME about Sierra Leone and the Ivory Coast and the diamond industry. Well, much to my shock and horror, these beautiful "rocks" come with more than just a monetary cost, children are maimed and killed every single day sacrificing their lives for their families and enslaved by their profession. Anyways, i vowed that I would never own a real diamond, that includes a wedding ring... cuz well i just cant wear something that will constantly remind me of the pain our society is hidden from. Anyways that was way random but i just felt like venting on that subject cuz i keep hearing that song and it almost makes me cry every time i do....
on a lighter note, i got a postcard today from brad ward. the head of admissions to bucknell university.. no it wasnt one of those typical letters saying "our school will be a great fit for you and blah blah blah.." that they send to everyone... it was a HANDWRITTEN postcard saying "I wanted to wish you a happy holiday season! I met you and your father at the college fair. Please stay in touch (premed is our 3rd largest program) and come visit soon!" so naturally i was a little shocked considering this school is as hard to get into as frickin notre dame or rice! and it just kinda blew me away that someone from a school like that would remember me and my major from just a breif 5 minute conversation... i dk it was pretty crazy... it got me thinking though. and i got my sat scores back too... which also got me thinking. am i ready for college? am i ready to be an adult?? i dk... i think i am but how can i be sure? im one of those kids who is gonna leave home all excited to be "free" and then flip out when the first little thing goes wrong and mommy and daddy aren't there to fix it for me... meh i have another year...
so much is on my mind. if anyone reads this they should call me cuz seriously i need advice more than i have in a long time. and im just lost in this frickin world of school and drama and life... and i need someone to vent to... cuz i think im about to lose it... you can only stay bottled up so long until you just shatter....
*mary sue*
Still people lose hands, legs, arms for real.
Little was known of Sierra Leone
And how they connect to the diamonds we own.
And when I speak of the diamonds in this song,
I ain't talk about the ones that be glowin,
I'm talking about Roc-a-fella--my home.
My chain, these ain?t conflict diamonds,
Is they Jacob? don't lie to me man.
I feel a part of me sayin keep shinin
How? When I know what a blood diamonds
Though it's thousands of miles away,
Sierra Leone connect to what we go through today.
Over here it's a drug trade, we die from drugs.
Over there, they die from what we buy from drugs.
The diamonds, the chains, the braces, the charmses.
I thought my Jesus piece was so harmless,
Til i seen a picture of a shorty armless.
And here's the conflict:
It's in a black person's soul to rock that gold.
Spend your whole life tryin' to get that ice.
Call a baller up B, 'You look so nice'.
How could something so wrong make me feel so right?
Right?!
Before I beat myself up like Ike,
You can still throw your Rocafella diamond tonight, cuz,
This song may seem a little strange to some of y'all. but to me, its something that i have been waiting for for years! I know ... seems weird right, but the day that i found out about the diamond industry and the mines in africa, i realized how truly disgusting our world is. I was in seventh grade and went into world history thinking we would talk about some boring old tribes or something but on that particular day our teacher chose to read us an article she saw in TIME about Sierra Leone and the Ivory Coast and the diamond industry. Well, much to my shock and horror, these beautiful "rocks" come with more than just a monetary cost, children are maimed and killed every single day sacrificing their lives for their families and enslaved by their profession. Anyways, i vowed that I would never own a real diamond, that includes a wedding ring... cuz well i just cant wear something that will constantly remind me of the pain our society is hidden from. Anyways that was way random but i just felt like venting on that subject cuz i keep hearing that song and it almost makes me cry every time i do....
on a lighter note, i got a postcard today from brad ward. the head of admissions to bucknell university.. no it wasnt one of those typical letters saying "our school will be a great fit for you and blah blah blah.." that they send to everyone... it was a HANDWRITTEN postcard saying "I wanted to wish you a happy holiday season! I met you and your father at the college fair. Please stay in touch (premed is our 3rd largest program) and come visit soon!" so naturally i was a little shocked considering this school is as hard to get into as frickin notre dame or rice! and it just kinda blew me away that someone from a school like that would remember me and my major from just a breif 5 minute conversation... i dk it was pretty crazy... it got me thinking though. and i got my sat scores back too... which also got me thinking. am i ready for college? am i ready to be an adult?? i dk... i think i am but how can i be sure? im one of those kids who is gonna leave home all excited to be "free" and then flip out when the first little thing goes wrong and mommy and daddy aren't there to fix it for me... meh i have another year...
so much is on my mind. if anyone reads this they should call me cuz seriously i need advice more than i have in a long time. and im just lost in this frickin world of school and drama and life... and i need someone to vent to... cuz i think im about to lose it... you can only stay bottled up so long until you just shatter....
*mary sue*