The Video Diary Of a College Drop out

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A lot of people always tend to ask me what do i do, now that don’t attend school. I thought what better way to tell them by starting my own Show! (CollegeDropOut) the name off course.

Here is the first one. go to my Channel : Mrybetv to see more.

James Rotimi

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I Cry Because of this … Please Read Top to bottom to understand

I am happy to join with you today in what will go down in history as the greatest demonstration for freedom in the history of our nation.

Five score years ago, a great American, in whose symbolic shadow we stand today, signed the Emancipation Proclamation. This momentous decree came as a great beacon light of hope to millions of Negro slaves who had been seared in the flames of withering injustice. It came as a joyous daybreak to end the long night of their captivity.


But one hundred years later, the Negro still is not free. One hundred years later, the life of the Negro is still sadly crippled by the manacles of segregation and the chains of discrimination. One hundred years later, the Negro lives on a lonely island of poverty in the midst of a vast ocean of material prosperity. One hundred years later, the Negro is still languishing in the corners of American society and finds himself an exile in his own land. So we have come here today to dramatize a shameful condition.


In a sense we have come to our nation’s capital to cash a check. When the architects of our republic wrote the magnificent words of the Constitution and the Declaration of Independence, they were signing a promissory note to which every American was to fall heir. This note was a promise that all men, yes, black men as well as white men, would be guaranteed the unalienable rights of life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.


It is obvious today that America has defaulted on this promissory note insofar as her citizens of color are concerned. Instead of honoring this sacred obligation, America has given the Negro people a bad check, a check which has come back marked “insufficient funds.” But we refuse to believe that the bank of justice is bankrupt. We refuse to believe that there are insufficient funds in the great vaults of opportunity of this nation. So we have come to cash this check — a check that will give us upon demand the riches of freedom and the security of justice. We have also come to this hallowed spot to remind America of the fierce urgency of now. This is no time to engage in the luxury of cooling off or to take the tranquilizing drug of gradualism. Now is the time to make real the promises of democracy. Now is the time to rise from the dark and desolate valley of segregation to the sunlit path of racial justice. Now is the time to lift our nation from the quick sands of racial injustice to the solid rock of brotherhood. Now is the time to make justice a reality for all of God’s children.


It would be fatal for the nation to overlook the urgency of the moment. This sweltering summer of the Negro’s legitimate discontent will not pass until there is an invigorating autumn of freedom and equality. Nineteen sixty-three is not an end, but a beginning. Those who hope that the Negro needed to blow off steam and will now be content will have a rude awakening if the nation returns to business as usual. There will be neither rest nor tranquility in America until the Negro is granted his citizenship rights. The whirlwinds of revolt will continue to shake the foundations of our nation until the bright day of justice emerges.


But there is something that I must say to my people who stand on the warm threshold which leads into the palace of justice. In the process of gaining our rightful place we must not be guilty of wrongful deeds. Let us not seek to satisfy our thirst for freedom by drinking from the cup of bitterness and hatred.


We must forever conduct our struggle on the high plane of dignity and discipline. We must not allow our creative protest to degenerate into physical violence. Again and again we must rise to the majestic heights of meeting physical force with soul force. The marvelous new militancy which has engulfed the Negro community must not lead us to a distrust of all white people, for many of our white brothers, as evidenced by their presence here today, have come to realize that their destiny is tied up with our destiny. They have come to realize that their freedom is inextricably bound to our freedom. We cannot walk alone.


As we walk, we must make the pledge that we shall always march ahead. We cannot turn back. There are those who are asking the devotees of civil rights, “When will you be satisfied?” We can never be satisfied as long as the Negro is the victim of the unspeakable horrors of police brutality. We can never be satisfied, as long as our bodies, heavy with the fatigue of travel, cannot gain lodging in the motels of the highways and the hotels of the cities. We cannot be satisfied as long as the Negro’s basic mobility is from a smaller ghetto to a larger one. We can never be satisfied as long as our children are stripped of their selfhood and robbed of their dignity by signs stating “For Whites Only”. We cannot be satisfied as long as a Negro in Mississippi cannot vote and a Negro in New York believes he has nothing for which to vote. No, no, we are not satisfied, and we will not be satisfied until justice rolls down like waters and righteousness like a mighty stream.


I am not unmindful that some of you have come here out of great trials and tribulations. Some of you have come fresh from narrow jail cells. Some of you have come from areas where your quest for freedom left you battered by the storms of persecution and staggered by the winds of police brutality. You have been the veterans of creative suffering. Continue to work with the faith that unearned suffering is redemptive.


Go back to Mississippi, go back to Alabama, go back to South Carolina, go back to Georgia, go back to Louisiana, go back to the slums and ghettos of our northern cities, knowing that somehow this situation can and will be changed. Let us not wallow in the valley of despair.

I say to you today, my friends, so even though we face the difficulties of today and tomorrow, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream.


I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: “We hold these truths to be self-evident: that all men are created equal.”


I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slave owners will be able to sit down together at the table of brotherhood.


I have a dream that one day even the state of Mississippi, a state sweltering with the heat of injustice, sweltering with the heat of oppression, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.


I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.


I have a dream today.


I have a dream that one day, down in Alabama, with its vicious racists, with its governor having his lips dripping with the words of interposition and nullification; one day right there in Alabama, little black boys and black girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and white girls as sisters and brothers.


I have a dream today.


I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plain, and the crooked places will be made straight, and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed, and all flesh shall see it together.


This is our hope. This is the faith that I go back to the South with. With this faith we will be able to hew out of the mountain of despair a stone of hope. With this faith we will be able to transform the jangling discords of our nation into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood. With this faith we will be able to work together, to pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail together, to stand up for freedom together, knowing that we will be free one day.


This will be the day when all of God’s children will be able to sing with a new meaning, “My country, ’tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing. Land where my fathers died, land of the pilgrim’s pride, from every mountainside, let freedom ring.”


And if America is to be a great nation this must become true. So let freedom ring from the prodigious hilltops of New Hampshire. Let freedom ring from the mighty mountains of New York. Let freedom ring from the heightening Alleghenies of Pennsylvania!


Let freedom ring from the snowcapped Rockies of Colorado!


Let freedom ring from the curvaceous slopes of California!


But not only that; let freedom ring from Stone Mountain of Georgia!


Let freedom ring from Lookout Mountain of Tennessee!


Let freedom ring from every hill and molehill of Mississippi. From every mountainside, let freedom ring.


And when this happens, when we allow freedom to ring, when we let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to speed up that day when all of God’s children, black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual, “Free at last! free at last! thank God Almighty, we are free at last!


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I have got to be honest with you guys.
I slacked, like big time, it was terrible. I set my goals last week and i was like “Yes Yes, Self Disciple, (am going to be successful because I have Disciple).

Guess what I found out, that was bullocks, No, am not say Self Disciple is Bullocks am just saying I didn’t at all have the bulls to carry it through all the way to this week. (Total Failure *BbmSadFace*)

I made excuses, for myself, what kind of ActionMan am I. But I then realised, when I was talking to myself ( before writing this), why did I fail?

It wasn’t just only the excuses I was making, but my mental mentality wasn’t right.
Have you have told yourself that your going to stop doing something I.E Watching Porn (I don’t watch Porn its and example!) And then when your at school your boys flips out his phone and there is tone of porn on there.. And then you watch it.

Erm Why do you think you start watching it?
Like you already ‘Dun told yourself’ your not going to watch it, what has made you not been able to follow through.. “Peer Pressure..” (Cliche) “Your not strong enough” (never knew you had to use muscles to say no) or Maybe you just haven’t trained your mind right. « (Trust me that’s the answer)

We almost forget that our brains is a muscle and a very powerful one of that. So we train our bodies and forget about the thingy maggy that keeps us sane! We most feed it food to be strong and fight against our weakness. And I found out this week that mine, is laziness. (I must Rebuke laziness from my life in Jesus name. Amen)

But the case for why this disease of Laziness was lingering in me, is because I don’t feed my brain the right food.
Your probably asking how do I feed my brain. “When i eat food it leaves my bum I swear” « yes off cousre. But am not talking about a tangible object to feed yourself. I am talking about stuff you Read, See and Hear.

Now for the past 2 months, I have been staying with my cousin. This saying comes to my mind “Monkey See Monkey Doo”. You probably thinking that we all have freewill to do whatever we want, and if you want to copy that’s up to you. Right?

However, how much of a choice do we have?
My cousin is a pretty lazy guy, he just does laziness stuff. « (How articulate am I). And I have notice it, now am not saying I picked up my laziness from him, but me being around him hasn’t help my course to be “Unlazy”.

What I am ultimately saying, is your brain is ultra powerful like 100 times then the matrixs!! So be careful what you feed it. For example have you ever started randomly started singing a tune. The likelihood is that during some time that day, it played in a Shopped you went to or off a radio. But you unconsciously picked it up.

So what am I going to do to change, you asked ( yeah I heard ya). I am moving from my cousins house to my home. And I am just going to sit down and write a plan of how to accomplish what I have set for myself.

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Febuary Goal – Self Discipline.

I want to improve this month from last. I figured, the only way I could do this is by doing something that I haven’t be doing.

Here are my goals for this month!

•Read for a 1 hour each day
•Listen a Audio tape that will improve you before you go sleep
•Get to 100Press ups and sit up this month
•Read a Psalm as Soon as you wake up
•Continue to Write a Blog each week
•To call my Dad once a week
•To take a photo everyday.
•To Read this everyday
•To spend a hour social networking only!
•To put ten percent of what I earn into my account.
•To give ten percent of what I have to church.
•To Find out about a new millionaire everyday.
•To Learn something New Every Day!

These are my goals for this month. I believe that I can Achieve my Goals if I am Self Discipline.

Self Discipline can start from the most smallest of things, from deciding to walk to school instead of taking the bus. Self discipline, is the key to success. I would even go as far to say, it is the Only key to success; as it has a huge part in making all the other aspects benefit you towards Success.

I will let you know how I get on.

But I would like to know your goals for this month. Feel free to email me or facebook or tweet me!
F: James Rotimi Mrybe
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Like Father Like Son?

So, am at my dad’s house on a sunday afternoon. If anyone knows me, they will know that my father and I don’t have the best of relationship.

My father and I look alike, from our lips to our eyes he even use to have a Hi top too. I remember in primary and the start of secondary school, people telling me I look like am “buzzing” or tired. Funny enough my dad told me people used to say the same thing to him.

To be honest I like my eyes, there has been times my sleepy tired eyes has got me out of going school!! Lol

But back to the point, the relationship I have with my father has been awkward, since I could remember. There has never been a time I can remember where I genuinely felt I love my dad or vice versa.

There was even a time where I was even jealous of my sis, my father has this canny way, of always buying me the most S**test of birthday presents and xmas present. (I sound so ungrateful, I know but its true). My sis would always get what she wanted, but for me; it would be one them straight aff naija tops n them aff pointy church shoes. Errr

So, why have I decided to write this blog about my father. 1) because I know he won’t see it lol. 2) because I never really talk about my father.

Its funny, because I have many friends, who go through the same situation with their father. Not actually, really having a father figure in their life, listening to their favourite rappers to guide them through Kidulthood to Adulthood.

But, I guess I was lucky in a way, ( this going to sound so wick, mean , whatever) but my father, getting kicked out of my house in 06′ probably was the best thing in my life..
It not only gave me freedom, to be myself. But let my Uncle mould me to the person, I am today.

My uncle would constantly, tell me stories of great men like Ben gordon, and Donald trump. He would tell me that none of these men are extraordinary, but only do extraordinary things. ”

“If you want to be a teacher you hang around with teachers, If you want to be a footballer you hang around footballers, if you want to be rich you hang around with the rich.”

What that basically means is that, if you eventually hang with people you want to become you become that person. Almost like saying you are a product of your environment.

My Uncle very annoying at times, but extremely helpful in changing my thinking. He was my father figure.. In the absence of my dad.

I remember hearing a Chris Brown interview after beating up Red head. I remember him saying that he grew up in a home, where violence was common. It just made me think does that mean, past equals future, no matter how much I don’t want to turn out to be like my father. Is the he universal is going to make it happen anyways, there no point repelling from the fact.

Its not only him, though there has been other cases in the past.

What I am sure is, we all have make decisions in life to be who we are.
From not waking up in the morning to go school to lying in your bed. Or even having a bath or not having a bath, to bathe your durrty skin. Errr lol

But at the end of the day, we are the ones who create our destiny.

I guess what am saying is, even though we have parents in our life who groom us, from birth; it can only be us who truly can go our own path.

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” I Like Her Because…”

Erm, you probably know the cliche already without me needing to say it. But am going say it any ways. “Bedside every successful man there is a woman by his side” Just look at the Baraks or even the Gates or Clintons, (even after his oral sex scandal). There was still a woman by his a side.

But, what is the strong importances for a man to be successful and to have the warmth of the opposite sex to follow him, on his journey? If it was the other way around would a Successful woman need a man? Or would she be “gassed” up with the claims that she is a independent woman.
You don’t hear a lot of men claiming to be independent#Just saying

Now am not trying to have a stab at all my independent ladies out there, (but God did create Adam to be with Eve #justSaying)

I was in church on Sunday, and my pastor said something which woke me up. He said that women appreciated a man, that has a drive. Even if this man is flat broke and has no cars or even shoes or even if his name is not James Woman, would rather be with a man who knows where he wants to go in life.

So I took a look at my history of girlfriends, (which isnt very long) and thought about whether I decided to date them, because I knew they had a drive to succeed. I would like to admit, yes. But hell no it wasn’t. It was either because they had a good personality or I was attractive to another asset that they had! )

But besides that, what are the qualities that a woman has to complement her counterpart?

Well I guess a woman has all “that emotional and soft and caring stuff.” Which go well with her strong, sexy, Hardworking husband, “who wants to have his Eba and Stew ready at the dining table for when he gets back from a hard day of work!.”lol (Stereotypical, right?)

I feel the reason a woman attributes go well for a “DrivenMan” is because a man doesn’t want to feel lonely on his path to success or even greatness. He wants a companion to shares his everyday thoughts with or even just someone to tell him to keep on going, when he can’t go no more. Or a Woman that can tell him she love him, even when he goes for a long time (awwww, I know)
And I feel the attributes which women have are their willingness to stand by their man. And their ability to be A SUPERWOMAN! At All times even if they know the journey is not bright!

Personally, when this combination of personnels join forces, I believe that both of them can achieve anything they desire. Because God didn’t only create Adam he made sure that he had eve (No steve!!!).

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To succeed you must be self disciplined. This simply means choosing to do what you should do, not what you want to do.

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