Thursday, May 30, 2013

Flash

Watching the performance by Ms. Robinson's dance class was enlightening. Although, I yelled at my friend who was flirting with a guy she said was "over with". Which is something that made me feel bad, since I yelled at her then noticed she barely gets attention from the oppostie sex.  But, one song that made me listen to the words were Without You by Kirk Franklin and other people that are never listed to give them credit. I was so moved by the song, I had it on replay at the house about six times before I ate dinner, made my mother listen to it, then 3 times after dinner before I cleaned up and got on the phone with one of my babies. That song, if people listen to the words, could touch a lot of hearts, especially mine.

Old Love

An Old Love Poem

There is a point in everyone's life where they dream
I used to be a dreamer too
Now I'm on the tail end of dreams and have...just one
I dream of being loved by you

Selfish dream, I know
but I always dreamed love would one day be true
and I gave it up, quit on it
and then there was you

And not I've got this terrible feeling
terribly lost and lonely too
and it's somehow turning out blue
and feels lost on you

Because in my dream
I reached out to touch you
and you reached for me too
I really wanted to believe it was true

But you shy away and silently play
as thought its just entertainment or something to do
but one heart is breaking in two
and the other is uncertain almost through

and there is nothing anybody can do
except for you
to reach for me
because I never needed anyone more than you

Cheater

Cheating Poem           
?


When a relationship of love is developed, a bond of trust is formed. There is an unspoken agreement that the two of you are committed to each other and that you will not see other people. When one of the members of this sacred bond choose to be intimate with another person, they are not only cheating their lover but they are cheating themselves as well. They are breaking their own bond of trust. In most situations, when a person cheats, it is not because of affection for a new lover. Rather, he may be searching for what is missing in his present relationship.
 


Source: Cheating Poems - Poems about Cheating http://www.familyfriendpoems.com/sad_love/cheating-poems.asp#ixzz2Umzq104k
www.FamilyFriendPoems.com

Hmm, I guess i'm bothered by it a little more than I want to be. I don't even know when I became so attached to him.

Poem of a Broken Heart

This poem is about the pain of a broken heart

Tears

© Erika
Tears of blood fall from my broken heart
I never thought we would be apart

When you held me you said "forever"
Now that you're gone I know you meant "never"

Saying you love me with that look in your eye
And that was a cold hearted lie

Your tender touch, a soft kiss
Two things about you I will miss

As I sit here thinking about you
My face is wet with tears past due

I should've cried a long time ago
But I loved you so

I know they say love is blind
But I had only you on my mind

A hurt so deep it cuts like a knife
But wounds heal and I'll go on with my life


Source: Pain Of Broken Heart, Tears, Sad Poem about Love http://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/pain-of-broken-heart-poem#ixzz2UmzNg2YH
www.FamilyFriendPoems.com

Eventually, I'll get over him with someone new but it still bothers me from time to time.

Ghost of Prom's Past

Unfortunately I did not go to prom due to lack of funds. Although, I reminded my parents a thousand times I had no luck in getting the money. My supposed prom date didn't have the money to buy a suit was a little too late with his excuse. Now he has gotten a girlfriend with cartoon eyebrows, and a nappy afro weave. Disappointed with myself, I still have not gotten over the fact he got a girlfriend without forewarning me that he's seeing other women. Wait, I can't get mad because I did the same thing with more people though. I guess i'll have to use my prom dress for another occasion.

Monday, May 13, 2013

Myra

Finally finished the urban novel on Karma, the drama throughout the book was reveling. I was captivated by the introduction of the story, and the background of the characters were well thought. I applaud authors like this that can turn such fiction into realistic events that actually seem liveable. Although these urban novels contain sex, drugs, and money the turn of events can teach a rebel in the streets a lesson in life. This novel would teach a rebel in the streets a moral that their (grand)mother told them all their lives; Education is the only way for a man/woman to make six figures with a stable living enviroment.

Tuesday, May 7, 2013

Difficult

How can I be considered an adult in my family if I have no ground to stand on? I have no license, no job, no car, and no money. I applied to colleges and I applied for jobs, so far I was rewarded 28,000 dollars in one grant for a private college (that's not Shaw Unviersity). It's difficult for me to be mature in my family's eyes if I have nothing that credits me to be an adult.

Thursday, May 2, 2013

Teen Shaming

Teen Shaming, a way of discipline now declared abusive. ’Teen shaming’, as ABC News reports, is “where girls target their peers online using social media.” In a nutshell, girls take pictures of themselves, and then use these pictures to criticize others. And unfortunately, it’s becoming a popular trend. Teens need to understand that every photo they post, and every comment they make, is permanent. These images and comments, can greatly impact them whether or not thay are admitted into universities or are hired at a future job.When parents force a girl to hold sign to publicly humiliate her for a perceived transgression, a part of society is pleased to see the issue of discipline at the fore — but as this trend seems to rise, it raises the question of whether “teen shaming” is an appropriate response to bad behavior.

Read more at http://www.inquisitr.com/645095/parents-force-girl-to-hold-sign-is-teen-shaming-abusive/#hr0yBOL83AJ56gA7.99
Or check this website for teen shaming between peers at http://www.ikeepsafe.org/socialnetworking/teen-shaming/

Wednesday, May 1, 2013

Try this Recipe

Ingredients

box Betty Crocker® fudge brownie mix                       
Water, vegetable oil and eggs as called for on brownie mix box
1   cup semisweet chocolate chips
1  bag (14 oz) caramels, unwrapped
1/4   cup butter or margarine
1   tablespoon milk
1  cup pretzels, coarsely crushed
1/3   cup toffee bits

 
    • 1Heat oven to 350° F (325° F for dark and nonstick pan). Grease or spray 13x9-inch pan.
    • 2Make brownie batter as directed on box, using water, oil, and eggs; stir in 1/2 cup chocolate chips (reserve 1/2 cup). Spread into pan. Bake 24 to 28 minutes or until toothpick inserted 1 inch from edge comes out almost clean. Cool 5 minutes.
    • 3Meanwhile, in medium microwaveable bowl, microwave caramels, butter, and milk uncovered on High 2 to 3 minutes, stirring once, until caramels are melted. Carefully pour and spread over warm brownies. Sprinkle with pretzels, remaining 1/2 cup chocolate chips and toffee bits. Cool completely.
     
     
     

    Proud?

    Do gay men and women feel proud enough of their sexuality to go to Hell?
    Do teen mothers feel proud enough to be a junior in high school with a three year old child?
    Do christians feel proud enough to judge others when the bible says do not judge?
    Does President Obama feel proud of being President for being black?
    Does Trinidad James feel proud of making teens and adults take drugs?
    Is anyone truly proud of themselves?

    Lana Del Rey Lyrics that spoke to me

    "Dark Paradise"

    All my friends tell me I should move on
    I'm lying in the ocean, singing your song
    Ahhh, that's how you sang it
    Loving you forever, can't be wrong
    Even though you're not here, won't move on
    Ahhh, that's how we played it

    And there's no remedy for memory your face is
    Like a melody, it won't leave my head
    Your soul is haunting me and telling me
    That everything is fine
    But I wish I was dead

    Every time I close my eyes
    It's like a dark paradise
    No one compares to you
    I'm scared that you won't be waiting on the other side
    Every time I close my eyes
    It's like a dark paradise
    No one compares to you
    I'm scared that you won't be waiting on the other side

    All my friends ask me why I stay strong
    Tell 'em when you find true love it lives on
    Ahhh, that's why I stay here

    And there's no remedy for memory your face is
    Like a melody, it won't leave my head
    Your soul is haunting me and telling me
    That everything is fine
    But I wish I was dead

    Every time I close my eyes
    It's like a dark paradise
    No one compares to you
    I'm scared that you won't be waiting on the other side
    Every time I close my eyes
    It's like a dark paradise
    No one compares to you

    But there's no you, except in my dreams tonight,
    Oh oh oh, ha ha ha
    I don't wanna wake up from this tonight
    Oh oh oh oh, ha ha ha ha
    I don't wanna wake up from this tonight

    There's no relief, I see you in my sleep
    And everybody's rushing me, but I can feel you touching me
    There's no release, I feel you in my dreams
    Telling me I'm fine

    Every time I close my eyes
    It's like a dark paradise
    No one compares to you
    I'm scared that you won't be waiting on the other side
    Every time I close my eyes
    It's like a dark paradise
    No one compares to you

    But there's no you, except in my dreams tonight,
    Oh oh oh oh, ha ha ha ha
    I don't wanna wake up from this tonight
    Oh oh oh oh, ha ha ha ha
    I don't wanna wake up from this tonight

    Dark Poetry

    Addicted
    by a young woman, age 16

    I am addicted.
    I am addicted to Sex.
    In my addiction, my life is filled with only thinking about sex.
    In my addiction, I am glad to feel loved and needed.

    I am addicted.
    I am addicted to Sex.
    In my addiction, I hate to think about that they don’t really love me.
    In my addiction, the real me becomes hidden and ignored.

    I am addicted.
    I am addicted to Sex.
    In my addiction, betrayals of myself come in the form of moaning and scratches.
    In my addiction, I struggle to feel real.

    I am addicted.
    I am addicted to Sex.
    In my addition, I am hiding my true needing of LOVE.
    In my addiction, I’m in a constant battle with myself.

    I am addicted

    Lyrics to song I sung in the car on the way to school

    Yesterday I cursed youAnd told you that I was throughBut today I'm with youAin't that some love?
    Tomorrow you might hate meAnd find you somebody newBut today I'm with youAin't that some love?
    I ain't gon' lie, boy, you got meOut of my mind in L-O-V-E
    I go crazy when you love me, got me acting a messEven got the nerve to say you're better than my momma'sCollard greens and cornbread, yeahCollard greens and cornbread, yeah
    I never put up with BS from anyoneBut I take it from youAin't that some love?
    And I never had no onePut me through what you doBut as long as it's you, babyThat's some love
    Oh, I ain't gon' lie, boy, you got meOut of my mind in L-O-V-E
    I go crazy when you love me, got me acting a messEven got the nerve to say you're better than my momma'sCollard greens and cornbread, yeahCollard greens and cornbread, yeah
    Baby, and you're my sweet potato pieSugar, you know you areOh sugar, and I can't get enough of youBoy, I'm crazy bout what you do
    Oh, I aint gon' lie, boy, you got meOut of my mind in L-O-V-E
    I go crazy when you love me, got me acting a messEven got the nerve to say you're better than my momma'sCollard greens and cornbread, yeahCollard greens and cornbread, yeahCollard greens and cornbread, yeahCollard greens and cornbread, yeah, hey babe

    Read more: FANTASIA - COLLARD GREENS & CORNBREAD LYRICS

    Lyrics I sung while class

    Swv
    Weak lyrics

    Songwriters: MORGAN, BRIAN ALEXANDER / MURDOCK, SHIRLEY / TROUTMAN, ROGER / TROUTMAN, LARRY


    I don't know what it is that you've done to me
    But it's caused me to act in such a crazy way
    Whatever it is that you do when you what you're doin
    It's a feeling that I want to stay

    'cause my heart starts beating triple time
    With thoughts of lovin you on my mind
    I can't figure out just what to do
    When the cause and cure is you

    I get so weak in the knees I can hardly speak
    I loose all control
    And something takes over me
    In a daze, your loves' so amazing
    It's not a phase
    I want you to stay with me, by my side
    I swallow my pride
    Your love is so sweet
    It knocks me right off of my feet
    Can't explain why your lovin makes me weak

    Time after time after time I try to fight it
    But your loves' so strong
    It keeps on holding on
    Resistance is down when you're around prides' fading
    In no condition, I don't want to be alone
    Cause my heart starts beating triple times
    With thoughts of lovin you on my mind
    I can't figure out just what to do
    When the cause and cure is you

    I get so weak in the knees I can hardly speak
    I loose all control
    And something takes over me
    In a daze, your loves' so amazing
    It's not a phase
    I want you to stay with me, by my side
    I swallow my pride
    Your love is so sweet
    It knocks me right off of my feet
    Can't explain why your lovin makes me weak

    I try hard to fight it
    No way can I deny it
    You're loves so sweet
    It knocks me off my feet

    I get so weak in the knees I can hardly speak
    I loose all control
    And something takes over me
    In a daze, your loves so amazing
    It's not a phase
    I want you to stay with me, by my side
    I swallow my pride
    Your love is so sweet
    It knocks me right off of my feet
    Can't explain why your lovin makes me weak

    I get so weak
    Blood starts racin through my veins
    I get so weak
    Boy, it s something I can't explain
    I get so weak
    Something bout the way you do the things you do oo oo it.
    Knocks me right off of my feet (Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh)
    Can't explain why your lovin makes me weak

    I get so weak in the knees I can hardly speak
    I loose all control
    And something takes over me
    In a daze, your loves so amazing
    It's not a phase
    I want you to stay with me, by my side
    I swallow my pride
    Your love is so sweet
    It knocks me right off of my feet
    Can't explain why your lovin makes me weak

    Lyrics guys should follow

    Tyrese
    Stay lyrics

    Songwriters: SMITH, JAMES / GIBSON, TYRESE / ELLIOTT, ASALEANA / SLEDGE, AARON / LACY, CHRISTOPHER / HODGE, BRANDON


    No one ever said it'd be easy baby, yeah, woah, woah, yeah

    Girl I wanna take the time and thank you
    Just for putting up with me
    And I'm sorry that you even had to deal with me
    Even though I made you cry, I wanna make it right
    Just give me some time to make it right
    I go the extra mile to make you smile and
    Just to make your day
    I'll go out my way I'll do whatever it takes
    Baby promise you'll stay, stay
    Stay baby, would you just
    Stay, stay, baby
    Stay, stay, stay, stay
    Baby won't you stay?
    With me?

    I know that I messed up over a thousand times
    Said you wouldn't forgive me but somehow I changed your mind
    And now that we're here, I just can't let you go
    And I got you here, baby girl I gotta let you know
    I go the extra mile to make you smile and
    Just to make your day
    I'll go out my way I'll do whatever it takes
    Stay baby, would you just
    Stay, stay, baby
    Stay, stay, stay, stay
    Baby won't you stay?
    With me?
    Hey, stay, stay, stay

    Girl I need you in my world
    I want you to always be my girl
    Even though I messed up, uh I messed up
    You took good care, always took care of you
    Baby would you just stay
    Stay, stay, stay
    Stay right here
    Stay, stay, stay,
    Baby would you stay with me
    For the past out's working out baby
    Stay, stay, stay baby
    I want you to believe in me this time
    This time this time, I'ma get it together
    Stay, stay, what about the marriage life
    You were supposed to be my wife...
    I would put you through no more

    Emotional Playlist

    Here are a list of songs I listen to when i'm thinking about an old boyfriend, or when I have me time.

    First, this is a list of artists that I listen to:
    1. Boyz II Men
    2. Tamia
    3. Deborah Cox
    4. Usher
    5. Xscape
    6. Monica
    7. Mary J Blige
    8. Johnny Gill
    9. SWV
    10. Destiny's Child
    11. Lauryn Hill
    12. Tyrese
    etc. . .

    Next will be the songs I listen to by the artists listed above in the same order:

    1.  End of the Road , I'll Make Love to You , On Bended Knee
    2. Me
    3. Nobody's Suppose to Be Here , Who Do U Love
    4. Let it Burn, Confessions (Part I and Part II)
    5. Who Can I Run To , Just Kickin It , Am I Dreamin'
    6. Angel of Mine, For You I Will , Why I Love You So Much , Before You Walk Out My Life , Love All Over Me , Everything To Me
    7. I'm Goin Down , Enough Cryin
    8. My, My, My
    9. Weak
    10. No, No, No , Bills
    11. Sweetest Thing , Killing Me Softly
    12. Stay , Lately , How You Gonna Act Like That , Sweet Lady
    etc. . .

    Lyrics to live by

    TAMIA LYRICS

     "Me"
    [VERSE 1]
    Love was the former owner
    But quiet is renting our house
    It ceases my lips from speaking
    But forms a sarcastic smile
    Suspense now raised one of your eyebrows
    You asked me if there's someone else
    I replied yes hell yes

    [Bridge 1]
    You asked if it's another man I said NO
    You laughed and say is it a woman I say YES
    Surprisingly you ask me for honey's name

    [CHORUS]
    And her name is me
    And she loves me more than you'll ever know
    And I finally see that
    Loving you and loving me just don't seem to work at all
    So patiently
    She's waiting on me to tell you that she needs love
    And to choose between you two
    Boy you know if I have to choose I choose me

    [VERSE 2]
    And she told me to tell you to never to hurt me again
    Cause if you haven't heard she's a bad chick
    Even though I haven't been no
    Yet and still you try and test me by raising an angry hand
    Put it down put it down

    [Bridge 2]
    I'm leaving don't try and stop me NO
    I'm late and she is waiting YES
    My love for me is too much so I can't stay

    [CHORUS]
    And her name is me
    And she loves me more than you'll ever know
    And I finally see that
    Loving you and loving me just don't seem to work at all
    So patiently
    She's waiting on me to tell you that she needs love
    And to choose between you two
    Boy you know if I have to choose I choose me

    [VERSE 3]
    Cause she's actually forming a threesome
    And I'm happy that I can join them
    Their names are me myself and I

    [CHORUS]
    And her name is me
    She loves me more than you'll ever know
    I finally see that
    Loving you and loving me just don't seem to work at all
    So patiently
    She's waiting on me to tell you that she needs love
    And to choose between you two
    Boy you know if I have to choose I choose me
    She's waiting on me to tell you that she needs love
    Gotta to choose between you two
    And you know if I have to choose I choose me
    I gotta go with me

    An Old Love of Mine

    An old love of mine, left me a year and a half ago without an explanation or evidence to prove why hurting me was a better option. What circumstances were you under  for you to use your family as an excuse? I tried to help you, my mother decided to take you with her to enroll back into school, my aunt gave you and your brother a place to stay, but you felt we were against you? Now you come back saying you were wrong, that I left you and you have the faintest recognition of the day that lead to my heartache. Will I keep letting you make the situation about you like I did before? Or will I be me?

    What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why by Edna St. Vincent Millay

    What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why (Sonnet XLIII)

    by Edna St. Vincent Millay

    What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why, 
    I have forgotten, and what arms have lain 
    Under my head till morning; but the rain 
    Is full of ghosts tonight, that tap and sigh 
    Upon the glass and listen for reply, 
    And in my heart there stirs a quiet pain 
    For unremembered lads that not again 
    Will turn to me at midnight with a cry. 
    Thus in winter stands the lonely tree, 
    Nor knows what birds have vanished one by one, 
    Yet knows its boughs more silent than before: 
    I cannot say what loves have come and gone, 
    I only know that summer sang in me 
    A little while, that in me sings no more.

    Monday, April 29, 2013

    Trends plague my generation

      Trends is a general category that plagues my generation, but is nothing short of false to say that all trends are included. Fashion trends causes women or teenagers to wear short shorts and see through shirts, men fashion trends tend to increase or decrease their ability to be seen as attractive. Females if you're natural or weave is your best friend, you have to have the high and thin arched eyebrows, and light pink lipstick along with your rose pink blush. It seems some females can't get the naturally cute guys without wearing the see through shirts with a lace back and high heels. The fashion trends either say you're apart of the in-crowd or if you need to dress like the in-crowd; the in-crowd dresses high priced and platforms that are considered poor taste in my opinion. Also, your taste in music/clothing can pre-determine the guy/woman you're going to get with the game he spits or the girl with the jeans that have splits. A man who records his spoken word dedicates his poetry to females that master twerking and bad b****es, who tells them they impress the "high ballers" (guys who flaunt their paycheck and taxes) rather than the broke men that'll respect them.

      Sex, which has crazed my generation into freshmen and sophomores in high school getting pregnant. As a guy, the more conquests you've conquered increase your popularity with the college students that play the same game but changed the rules. I believe college students made an bad impression on my generation because we tend to dress like them, act or dance like them. This generation would rather generate the appearance as attractive rather than respectable and mature.

    Tuesday, April 23, 2013

    Approaching... PROM!

    Prom is steadily approaching, and prices of them tickets are rising. I have yet to secure my date for prom, the car I choose to step out of, my shoes, and hairstyle for the special occasion. You might ask, why is the car so important? i would answer by saying that the car shows how much you or your date spent on the special occasion, most people go traditional with the limo, since their seen as a type of luxury car. What car would I step out of? I'm deciding on whether I want to step outy of a Dodge Charger or a Dodge Magnum.


    Choosing the perfect hairstyle is key to your outfit, it your hair is a flop then so is your prom outfit. You don't want to go with anything too long or too short. Too long hair could be hassle to dance with, you may sweat it out, or somebody might get envios and pull it out.  Below you'll see a TOO long hairstyle and a TOO short hairstyle that'll throw off your prom dress:




     
    I could only get one example of hair that doesn't go wit the dress. People need to consider their jaw-dropping hair color with their "unique" dress color, that you know nobody will be wearing at Prom. The rest of the disasters that could occur at prom will be discussed in my sequel "PROM DISASTERS!"

    Tuesday, April 9, 2013

    My Household (Random poems describing my family)

    MOM

    by Willaim A Predeau

    You were there when I got hurt
    To kiss the pain away
    And always made things better
    So I could go and play

    When I started school that first year
    You walked with me every day
    And helped me shed the fears I had
    That my world had gone away

    Every year as I grew older
    And ventured out away from home
    I knew you’d always be there
    No matter how far I’d roam

    The years have gone by so quickly
    And things have changed for us all
    But the love I still have for you Mom
    Is the same love as when I was small

    http://www.ellenbailey.com/poems/ellen_468.htm
     
     

    What Father Knows

    by Edgar A. Guest

    My father knows the proper way
    The nation should be run;
    He tells us children every day
    Just what should now be done.

    He knows the way to fix the trusts,
    He has a simple plan;
    But if the furnace needs repairs
    We have to hire a man.

    My father, in a day or two,
    Could land big thieves in jail;
    There's nothing that he cannot do,
    He knows no word like "fail."

    "Our confidence" he would restore,
    Of that there is no doubt;
    But if there is a chair to mend
    We have to send it out.

    All public questions that arise
    He settles on the spot;
    He waits not till the tumult dies,
    But grabs it while its hot.

    In matters of finance he can
    Tell Congress what to do;
    But, O, he finds it hard to meet
    His bills as they fall due.

    It almost makes him sick to read
    The things law-makers say;
    Why, father's just the man they need;
    He never goes astray.

    All wars he'd very quickly end,
    As fast as I can write it;
    But when a neighbor starts a fuss
    'Tis mother has to fight it.

    In conversation father can
    Do many wondrous things;
    He's built upon a wiser plan
    Than presidents or kings.

    He knows the ins and outs of each
    And every deep transaction;
    We look to him for theories,
    But look to Ma for action.

    http://poetry.about.com/od/poems/l/blguestfather.htm
     
     
    Having a sister in your life can either be a wonderful or terrible experience, depending on your relationship. If you have an older sister and you are a girl, she can often show you how to navigate the way through some of the more difficult areas of growing up. This is also true if you are a boy. Your older sister can help explain to you how to interact with the opposite sex. Younger sisters are a joy as well. They often worship their older siblings and it can be a nice experience to be admired. Relationships with sisters, like any relationship depend on the people involved.


    Source: Sister Poems - Poems about Sisters http://www.familyfriendpoems.com/family/sister-poems.asp#ixzz2Pyi8wrVI
    www.FamilyFriendPoems.com
     
     
    Little Brother BY
    Robert Service



    Wars have been and wars will be
    Till the human race is run;
    Battles red by land and sea,
    Never peace beneath the sun.
    I am old and little care;
    I'll be cold, my lips be dumb:
    Brother mine, beware, beware . . .
    Evil looms the wrath to come.

    Eastern skies are dark with strife,
    Western lands are stark with fear;
    Rumours of world-war are rife,
    Armageddon draweth near.
    If your carcase you would save,
    Hear, oh hear, the dreadful drum!
    Fly to forest, cower in cave . . .
    Brother, heed the wrath to come!

    Brother, you were born too late;
    Human life is but a breath.
    Men delve deep, where darkly wait
    Sinister the seeds of death,
    There's no moment to delay;
    Sorrowing the stars are blind.
    Little Brother, how I pray
    You may sanctuary find.
    Peoples of the world succumb . . .
    Fly, poor fools, the WRATH TO COME!
    http://allpoetry.com/poem/8460207-Little_Brother-by-Robert_W_Service

    Damn

    I have to walk around high school with this blonde and black hair, that could either be considered as cute or a mess. In my opninion, I think it's too light for my Deep Mocha Foundation colored face. I have seen females walk around with purple, pink, orange, yellow, and green hair and laughed at them not knowing that later on I would be one with this wild colored hair. I am ashamed of the monstrosity on my head that I have to walk around with until the glue wears out. People stare and whisper, like I don't know what they're talking about, it saddens me that people haven't matured into the mature women they claim to be. I have worn better, so I blame myself for not telling her the color, I blame myself for letting her continue, I blame myself for not staying natural.

    Challenges I Face

    I face challenges that some call ordinary. Chores, Birthday plannigs, party plannigs, church outreach, dance practice, praise team practice, then having to prevent my sisteer from killing my nephew....

    Monday, March 25, 2013

    No Images

    No Images

    By William Waring Cuney 1906–1976
    She does not know
    her beauty,
    she thinks her brown body
    has no glory.

    If she could dance
    naked
    under palm trees
    and see her image in the river,
    she would know.

    But there are no palm trees
    on the street,
    and dish water gives back

    Selfish

    Selfish Man

    by: onelilartist (blog name)
    He said he'd never met a heart

    as tender as my own.

    That I was what his soul had searched for

    languishing alone.

    His favorite word, "SOMEDAY", he'd use

    quite often of OUR lives,

    A fool am I who did not see

    those selfish alibis.



    He played me like an autoharp,

    just strumming me along.

    I thought he wanted honesty

    and sang for him my song.

    He used me like an old dish rag,

    then tossed me to the side.

    I loved the man I thought he was.

    I feel my heart has died.



    I guess I should have known it

    since I've been this road before.

    But never have I trusted one

    with all the dreams I bore.

    It couldn't hurt me more if I

    had taken white hot lead.

    The "sweetest heart" I ever knew

    played mind games in my head.



    I think that I must surely be

    the dumbest thing alive,

    But I am strong and quick and tough.

    I know I will survive.

    It's just that now when I awake

    There's no song in my heart.

    Had I but known 'twould end like this,

    I'd never made the start.



    Oh, silly me, why should I think

    That he would treat me best?

    He lives with wife of many years.

    Is she loved more? Nay, less.

    I've fallen for the oldest lie

    since God proclaimed it sin.

    Adultery is theft of love,

    with one more Selfish Man.



    ~~~

    Monday, March 18, 2013

    10 year plan


    I plan to go to a four year college majoring in psychology and culinary arts along with an associate’s degree in accounting.


     

    With my degrees, I want to open up my own restaurant along with practice to serve and satisfy people mentally and physically.

     
     

    I plan to travel, so I can gain ideas to what type of people I want to specialize in, and food I want to sell

     

    By the time I start making my money, I would have my own place and start dating


    Get married and have my twin boys

     (They take from my side of the family)

    Thursday, March 14, 2013

    Report


    Mary 'Honey B' Morrison, born September seventeenth in the year 1964, Aurora, Illinois. Mary's family moved to New Orleans, La., when she was 1 year old. She graduated from McDonough #35 Senior High School of New Orleans in 1982 and later received an Associates Degree from Vista (now Berkeley) Community College, Berkeley, Ca. Also, divorced from a marriage that lasted more than a decade having son, Jesse Byrd, Jr., nearby playing basketball at the University of San Francisco. Miss Morrison, before she resigned laid the four month foundation writing and self-publishing her first novel, "Soulmates Dissipate" which quickly became an Essence National Best-seller. Today, Mary has also written a non-fiction self-help book entitled "Who's Making Love", a poetry book entitled "Justice - Just Us Just Me", and several fiction novels, "Never Again Once More", "He's Just a Friend"," Somebody's Gotta Be on Top", "When Somebody Loves You Back", "Nothing Has Ever Felt Like This" (released August 1, 2006), is co-authoring a novel with New York Times best-selling author, Carl Weber, and recently completed her first screenplay for "Soulmates Dissipate". Mary's novel, "Somebody's Gotta Be on Top", was the #1 National Best-sellers on Essence for both January and February 2005. No record on file about Mary 'Honey B' Morrison receiving any awards at this time but is credited for her newest release, If I can't have you, is apart of her seventeen already published novels, erotica and urban books. 'Honey B' is a woman with an imagination that can prove her success. Her details are so well articulated; you can read the page as if staring into a picture pop-up book. Although it took Honey B a couple years for her work to start, she was worth the wait, which made her one of my favorties among many of the famous urban and erotica authors.

     

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    Thursday, January 10, 2013

    Violence in Schools


       Violence in Schools
     
       Is violence in society recognized more than violence in school? Are kids in school more hazardous than the chances of a man/woman getting mugged? Violence that occurs at school is more hazardous and overlooked rather than being observed for permanent solutions. In my opinion, children and teenagers in this century are more of a danger to society than the government realizes. Will the government recognize the threat of violence in public/private schools? Although, it was grown men who were shooting at schools, it was a sixteen year old girl getting raped, a ten year old who brought a loaded gun in his book bag, and a scheduled shooting at Grimsley High school last Thursday.

     

       CDC (Center of Disease Control) states that the only way to prevent school violence is to understand the nature of the problem. If that was the solution then how would they come about to obtaining the information? Fifty-two out of hundred students are against talking about the students' activities, feeling they would be outcastes and "frowned" upon for it by their peers. CDC also researched student homicides, in the past seven years 116 students were killed in 109 different incidents-an average of 16.5 student homicides each year. It could be said that twenty years from now, a little more than 330 students will be resulted in homicides. From 1999 to 2006, most school-associated homicides included gunshot wounds (65 percent), stabbing or cutting (27 percent), and beatings (12 percent).If this type of research was made than why hasn't the government invested in stricter security in schools? Most importantly why the CDC is, a government agency that is to solve the spread of disease and infection, is demonstrating more concern than DHS (Department of Homeland Security). My view is that the government thinks of the violence as an issue that will solve itself, that over time it will cease altogether.

       There are at least a couple hundred thousand video posts on teen/child fights during and after school. Some of the victims in these videos needed medical attention and the people who view these videos credit the offender for the heinous act. Students who witness a fight often "pat the back" of the offender, giving them some type of immunity to the other violent students. The security in schools were once true officers in preventing violent activities, now some officers are afraid of the weapons that students could be hiding in a potential violent act. Twelve percent reported to the CDC, has been in a physical fight on school property in the 12 months preceding the survey. The FBI, Department of Public Schools, and the US Secret Service joined together releasing a report entitled, Campus Attacks: Targeted Violence Affecting Institutions of Higher Education. The report offers preliminary findings from a review of 272 incidents of violence that affected institutions of higher education in the US from 1900 through 2008. If the violence was recognized in 2008, why hasn’t the seriousness of the issue being supervised and awaiting more solutions six years from then? I feel the government is belittling the issue and would rather worry about government spending and taxes.

       Teenagers in this century tend to turn a serious situation into a frivolous one, depending on the ignorance and maturity level of that teen. If an Ohio State University sophomore laughs at the rape of a sixteen year old girl, who knows when the violence spike will occur. Frown mean and women act and dress the same as a high school student, so whose there to influence society to stop the violence in the school system? Why do some of the parents encourage their children to fight? Not in such literal terms, but some phrases are interpreted as acclamation rather than reprimanding their child for such an act. That does nothing but encourage teens/children to use violent terms to solve a situation under the right circumstances. Makers of the website, “suicide.org”, was intrigued by student homicides, suicides, and school fights rate, researched and surveyed data, which resulted in the following: 32.8% reported being in a physical fight in the 12 months preceding the survey; the prevalence was higher among males (40.7%) than females (24.4%), the results from CDC data. In the year 2001, Suicides.org made a detailed chart of student suicides from age, to gender, to race in a 100,000 students in the US. What has the government done from the joined agencies report to now? Can the government find a permanent and enforceable solution to cease violence in schools? Or will student suicides and homicides continue to increase? If  police officers swear to serve and protect, why can’t the other government officials swear to protect kids and teens in the school system?

    Thursday, January 3, 2013

    New Year's Resolutions

    I have made a list of resolutions, but I don't think i'm going to follow through on some of them. I tend to forget the resolution I made in January by March. It goes strong for a couple of days, then it changes depending on which resolution and the setting.
    For example, one of my New Year's Resolution is to stop cussing. To find other educated words to express my feelings. Since I contain a vocabulary that's not as expanded as the next person, to practice early on my resolution. When you hit Dudley High School, you forget what you were about to do and the goal you were trying to acheive. Only one day after my resolutions were made, I already failed. In other words, I might not ever be able to fully fulfill my New Year's Resolutions goal that I set yesterday.