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Head boppin’ to Corey Hart’s Sunglasses at Night, and I am not ashamed. 

What I am ashamed by is the fact that the video was uploaded by someone with the username “eroticblack.” 

i want to be kyle lowry

Last season, Lowry was a firecracker on the court but there were still rumblings that the Raptors head office would trade him unceremoniously like they did Rudy Gay. So what does he do?

He becomes the heart and soul of the Toronto Raptors, taking the team to heights that haven’t been reached since…  well, a very long time. Instead of bitching and becoming bitter or whiny, he steps up his game consistently and delivers time and time again. He rallies the team so that they work together as a unit, highlighting the skills of his fellow team members and honestly becoming a new face for Toronto. 

I’m getting all nostalgic because I came across his Instagram and got amped for the upcoming Raptors season. Guys, Toronto’s going to be incredible! Can’t wait to relive the magic this upcoming season (preferably with seats that I can get as close as possible to the team). 

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I am genuinely saddened by the loss of such a great and iconic man. He was in essence, heart, soul and magic all in one. 

Everyone will talk about how he shaped their childhood (hello — Jumangi?! Aladdin?! Mrs. Doubtfire?!?!) but he had a significant influence on my adulthood as well. It’s an oxymoron, but his impact was great yet subtle at the same time. I didn’t realize it until reflecting on his career and his life. 

He was human and he was flawed. It pains me to think of how his life ended but his work lives on. His memory is beloved, rightfully so. 

PS: I bawled at this scene in Dead Poets Society. 

  • Mama Noogs:

    You should work in the government.

  • Me:

    Ma, get over it.

  • Mama Noogs:

    You should apply!

  • Me (just to spite her):

    And how would apply?

  • Mama Noogs:

    You go online! W. . .w . . .w. . .dot. jobs. . . . Dot. Govamen. . . Dot. Ca!

  • Me:

    How did you know that off the top of your head?!

  • Mama Noogs:

    I know things.

  • Me:

    Oh really? Okay, what's my phone number?

  • Mama Noogs:

    . . . I don't know