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We all need change in our lives... and 23-16's need all the help they can get. Just as soon as my soul stock begins to rise exponentially, they heat/hate I'm receiving also starts to increase. I guess for ever action there is an equal and opposite reaction. Yesterday I was called beautiful by a sista soul. Today I'm getting nothing but attitude from the 23-16's at Grady. I've been here for months, helping them operate as much as possible and saving them money. On the lo-end I believe they are somewhat intimidated by my focus. I'm very determined to succeed in physical therapy and now its like they all know and its hater season. After a great conversation with an older Black PT, I'm aware of the prejudice in the world of PT. As if my own attempts to get in aren't convincing enough...he told me about entire programs that I should avoid. Again, I'm taking the advise of an elder... I have a level of respect for my mentor and hope to accomplish much in preparation for PT school.

On another level... I'm fed up with some levels of competition. As american as baseball, the spirit of competition brings out the worst and best in each of us as we try to succeed. I have the Lord on my side and I am not easily discouraged. My passion lives to serve others ... the "servant of the Servant," that sista soul also said... tomorrow I get to express myself creatively at Luella's. Like never before, I love the microphone and the music all over again... my time to shine and share with the minds of the seeking. Never a dis song, just as real as it gets. Boo-ya-ka!

-delano