LIFE OF A MOTIVATED MAN

Everything I do, I do it for myself; not for others. Some people thoughts matter but mines matter the most. I live to impress my parents and myself. If you ever ask me why I chose to do something, it’s because it’s my life and I make my own decisions. Either you respect it or you don't.   I'm still going to be happy and have fun every day. Nothing or no one can bring me down; I'm a self motivated young man. I never had a role model; I always looked up to myself. Yes I was raised in the ghetto, but who said a black young man like me can't make a change and go to college. I could of been a no good brother and ran the streets all day, sell drugs, have a dozen kids and baby mamas but I made the choice on my own to go down a different path. I graduated third of my high school class, graduated with a honors diploma, finished my freshman year of college with all A's at Salem International University. I attend Kent State University now, I made the dean’s list my sophomore y

Her Hands were held out to the students who needed help, her ears were open to the students who needed to clear their minds, her voice always spoke words of wisdom and advice and she smiled every time she came to class. But there was something behind her smile that was very scary to me every time we met in class; a very dangerous cough that seemed far worse than a normal cold, a cough that lasted for nearly 30s that seemed very painful. I could see the pain in her eyes every time she coughed. I always said "I hope she gets better" after every class. It never crossed my mind that my professor Mrs. Markley, a great woman, a woman who cared for her students and knew the material she was teaching well, had lung cancer. I remember one day after I did a in-class presentation she said "Jameel you are a fine young man, you are very intelligent and hard working, you are going to be something in life and your parents should be proud of you." That statement meant a lot to me b

When I first laid eyes on you, I was studying you like a book, Just couldn't stop thinking about how sexy you look; perfect body long hair, Talking to another girl just wouldn't be fair. Sorry I didn't talk to you right away, I had to make up my mind, will it be you who is so sexy, so sweet and kind or her who is playing silly games like she's nine. I decided to choose you because I knew you were the one for me, Just thinking about you is going to make me get down on one knee. I sent a message to the world to give to you, while I go let the other girl go, so I could be the one for you.

For Every Sad, Depressed, Miserable, Heart Broken Woman on this earth, I wish I could fill your heart with love, fill your tummy with laughter and put an everlasting smile on your face just as I do for the beautiful women in my life. Later for them no good guys who got you feeling like your worth nothing. Ladies you are worth the world, fuck them if they tell you different.

I rather you get to know me based on the information you obtain yourself. Because when asked to tell about you, the person always make statements that the other person would like to know and only state the positive side. I'm not saying that the stuff is wrong but it's best for you to observe, take notes and figure out who I really am from your perspective. For example; if two people are in a room, you only see two people right? It's really six people. You're probably like how is that or whatever you may think. But the reason why it is six people present in the room and it's only two bodies is because it's Self Seen as Self, Self Seen by Others, and Your Body as a Whole. So add three and three together and that make six. So you can continue to ask questions and I will continue to answer them the best way I possibly can.

I CAN ONLY BE ME, WOULDN'T CHANGE A THING TO BE SOMEONE ELSE; I FOLLOW MY OWN FOOTSEPS, NEVER THE STEPS BEHIND ANOTHER PERSON. I RATHER BE DIFFERENT AND LET OTHERS REMEMBER ME FROM WHAT I HAVE ACCOMPLISHED ON MY OWN!!!

WHO ARE YOU? I AM A MAN!!! WHAT KIND OF MAN? A SELF-MOTIVATED BLACK MAN! WHAT IS YOUR PURPOSE? MY PURPOSE IS TO BE A LEADER AND BE THE CHANGE IN SOCIETY BY STRIVING FOR SUCCESS AND HELPING AS MANY PEOPLE AS I CAN ALONG THE WAY! WHAT DO YOU HAVE TO OFFER? I OFFER A MIND FILLED WITH THE INTELLIGENCE I NEED TO MAKE IT TO THE TOP, I OFFER A HEART FILLED WITH LOVE THAT IS READY TO EXPLODE, I OFFER STRENGTH AND EFFORT THAT ALLOWS ME TO TAKE ON ANY CHALLENGE AND I DON'T GIVE UP EASILY! WHY DON'T YOU GIVE UP EASILY? ONE WHO GIVES UP EASY IS CONSIDERED LAZY AND WEAK; THEREFORE I WORK HARD AT EVERY TASK! WHY DO YOU WORK HARD? WORKING HARD ALLOWS ME TO TURN HARD OBSTACLES INTO EASY ONES AND HARD WORK BUILDS MY CHARACTER AND BUILDS MY SELF-CONFIDENCE! WHO DO YOU LOOK UP TO? I LOOK UP TO MYSELF; WHY DO YOU LOOK UP TO YOURSELF? BECAUSE I AM SUPERIOR THAN MANY, AT THE SAME LEVEL AS MOST AND NOT TO FAR FROM THE ONES AT THE TOP! SO WHO ARE YOU??? I'M JAMEEL; WHO IS JAMEEL? A MAN OF H

I've been a part of this game called "Love" for over three years now with a significant other. Our objectives of the game was to manage time, be dedicated, show respect, be loyal, protect one another, lean on communication to get us through certain situations, give a helping hand when needed, have fun with one another, provide a good sense of humor when needed, provide great sex, strive for an education, manage money. If an objective is not complete, then the person who failed to complete the objective can't move forward in the game. But each person were given a limited amount of chances to complete the objective in order to keep the game going. Once your chances are gone, the Game is Over!!! During the beginning of the game, we developed a great friendship; movie dates, dinner dates, shopping, partying, laughing and joking and overall fun activities. We exchanged sweet text messages, we were straight forward about everything, well which I thought she was. We met ea

THERE IS SOMETHING ABOUT HER THAT PUTS AN UNEXPLAINABLE FEELING INSIDE ME; A FEELING THAT RUNS THROUGH EVERY INCH OF MY BODY EVERY TIME WE SEE EYE TO EYE. I LOVE THE WAY HER LONG, DARK, AND SHINNY HAIR BLOWS IN THE WIND WHEN SHE IS PASSING BY. THE WAY HER CLOTHES FIT INTO EVERY CURVE ON HER GORGEOUS BODY, SWINGING HER HIPS WITH EVERY STEP IN THOSE BRIGHT RED PUMPS, OH YES I'M LOVING HER STYLE. I LOVE THOSE PRETTY LITTLE DIMPLES ON HER CHEEKS AND THE WAY HER GORGEOUS, PINK LIPS FORM WHEN SHE SPEAKS. I LOVE WHEN SHE BRUSH HER WARM THICK BODY AGAINST MINE, PRESSING ME CLOSER AND CLOSER TO HERS AS IF SHE NEVER WANTS TO LET ME GO. I LOVE THE LONG SOFT KISSES GOODBYE FROM HER GORGEOUS LIPS THAT SENDS HAPPINESS TO MY HEART. OUR LIPS MAY COME APART, BUT FOREVER OUR HEARTS ARE GLUED TOGETHER LIKE A PUZZLE PIECE THAT WE WISH TO NEVER TAKE APART.

THEY SAY AMERICA IS A GREAT PLACE TO BE WITH A LOT OF OPPORTUNITIES. BUT THE MOST IMPORTANT OPPORTUNITIES SUCH AS EDUCATION AND HEALTHCARE IS HARD TO ACHIEVE.  WE GO THROUGH GRADE SCHOOL WITH FREE EDUCATION AND HEALTHCARE; WE GRADUATE FROM HIGH SCHOOL AND THE FREE EDUCATION AND HEALTHCARE STOPS. WE DECIDE THAT WE WANT TO ATTEND COLLEGE SO WE CAN BE SUCCESSFUL IN LIFE. THEY MAKE US PAY THOUSANDS OF DOLLARS TO FURTHER OUR EDUCATION, KNOWING WE DON'T HAVE THAT KIND OF MONEY AND ON TOP OF THAT WE STILL HAVE TO PAY OUT OF POCKET TO TREAT A SIMPLE COLD IN THE EMERGENCY ROOM. SO CHECK THIS OUT, WE ARE LIVING IN LOW CLASS AND WE GRADUATE FROM HIGH SCHOOL AND WE WANT TO GO TO COLLEGE (NO FULL RIDE SCHOLARSHIP). WE SEEK EMPLOYMENT SO WE CAN PAY FOR OUR EDUCATION AND OUR HEALTHCARE. THE JOBS WHICH WE ARE APPLYING FOR ARE ONLY SEEKING PEOPLE WITH A HIGHER EDUCATION (COLLEGE DEGREES). SO AS OF RIGHT NOW, WE HAVE NO EDUCATION, NO HEALTH INSURANCE, A PART TIME JOB AT WENDY'S AND WE HAVE A SI