Farwell spring until fall

Wow whew no more school kinda sad though because i wana keep myself busys as can be.there is to much drama in the area i live in. so i think im going to look for a second job and try some actitives this summer. this spring semester was pretty tough for me . but i stuck through it even when my friends gave up i didnt. sometimes i wanted to give up but i had to tell myself i gotta do this so i can become something in life. so i will be back next fall ready to learn and listen.....

A Kid again

Have your ever wished your were a kid again ? i have i miss those special moments that i had when i was younger . momma ironing your school clothes . so that you wouldnt have to get up so early . momma cooking good breakfast early in the moring sasuges , eggs , grits , rice , bacon. you and your siblings play fighting in the sand . on saturdays when mom didnt have to work 9-5 . i miss those younger days. when things were done for you. and you didnt have to worry about stuff like your first nervous date, or when you cried when your Ex boyfriend broke your heart. or when your first job interview comes along . or when you got fired from your for job.although i miss those younger i can say that growing up has alot of responsebilites . but also alot of great oppournites . like getting your first car. going to high school basketball games and programs proms. school dances . graduating from high school and even being succesfull...

#I learned to forgive and forget

It was about two weeks ago I had seen my father again since I was a little girl I was now 20 years , a college student , with my own place , and working like a independent young lady. He looked the same but just a little bit older. And my brother still had his face. I was out eating with some of my friend s at Perkins restaurant; we all were having a good time. Chewing our faces. Until my friend Gabriella said omg! He looks just like your brother Maine .I turned around and there he was. That’s my dad I said try to gasp for air. He walked over to us I pinched Gabriella. Why did you have to be so loud? Hi daughter he said. I couldn’t believe my ears .I couldn’t believe he remembered me. He gave me his number and told me to call him anytime I feel like talking or just hanging out. I smiled at the number. I still remembered when he ignored me and my mom when I was a little girl. But that was years ago. It was a new year. And I wasn’t going to waste time holding anger in at him. Life is too short for that. Because I realized that him not being my life hasn’t affected me on how I carry myself. Or being successful in the future I did it without him. But just having a father around someone you can call dad puts a smile on my face.

Shout it Out!!

This blog is going to be differnt from my other blogs I wana express I feel today and whats been bothering me lately ..... i wana shout out to the world that i am only one person i am not perfect i make mistakes . i do stupid things that i shouldn’t say or do . im am so tired of people and there drama save it for your mommy lol . but anyway yeah people are really wrecking my nerves . im not to kiss nobodys butt . I am starting to just realize that I am all I got sometimes even family can dissaopoint you sometimes . but im not going to have my head down . im going to lift it up high and keep it moving . I have a future that I want to be succesful in and I don’t plan on letting no one stop me…..

My passion for writting .....Where did it Go?

The I had for writing has slipped away from me I didn’t realize until the starting of this narrative paper. I have my mind set on what I’m going to write about. But I can’t seem to write it out. Where did it go? I wonder what happened to my love for writing. I use to love it I had a passion for writing. I even wanted to become to become a journalist at one point of time. But when I got to college everything had changed I began to get wrapped up in my school work ,also my job . And that’s when I just stopped writing. the pen never wrote freely until needed to be. I can remember my first poem I have ever written.

“Beneath these brown eyes”
Look inside my shadow many emotions I am strong, brave cold, lonely, scared of what I have to offer to the world .could they see the women I am growing to be .the lady I had become. Drama in my life has been biggest part of me “no I don’t create it ‘but it tries to create me I decided to let it all go. From me as I speak with the words of a lady. I don’t let the fears come near me anymore. I walk with faith, talk with courage. I am superwoman in the flesh. Beneath these brown eyes. Love will love me. We will be part as one. If you can’t handle me at my worst, than u don’t deserve my best. I am the greatest of them independent. Head high I won’t be knocked down but beneath these brown eyes I am a lady who’s growing into a woman.....

#Reflection

Working on this paper I didn’t work as hard as I should of on the prewriting my mind just wasn’t focusing right at the time but I began to do some actives at my job I asked my boss would it be ok if I could walk around the library to get something in my brain that I could write , I began to feel and smell things to get me started I remember Stephanie giving me ideas like explain how it felt , smelled , looked I would sit down at the computer at work and just close my eyes and thought to myself what type of description was I trying to give to the class. I got up and I began to use some commutation skills. I went around the room and began to ask patrons on how they would they describe the library. The feed back wasn’t so helpful every one kept saying quiet and peaceful. But I used what they said and added some of my own personal descriptions of the library and I think what I have written. I am going to to give the class an pretty good description .

*Love Lost

Love is an strong and bold word we all need it or want it at some point of our life , so sometimes we even hate it ..and i wonder why do guys say they love you when they really dont. why do they abuse the word that mean so much to us .why is it so hard for them to tell the truth . and when u do something they dont like they get made at you ..what is up that? so i figured that if he cant handle me at my worst then he sure enough dont derserve my best.......