I can honestly say..

You've invaded my thoughts.
I find myself
Yearning to be in your presence
Wishing to Smell
The scent of your cologne
To be in the midst of that beautiful smile
Those perfect teeth
And Chinky eyes
I want to hear your voice
Deep, yet thoughtful.. sweet.
I invision you.
Sitting here next to me
You're a sight to behold
Skin the color of cinnamon
Tattoos which I caress
When I'm not with you, I miss you.
And when you're not with me
Know that you invade my thoughts.

2:26 AM.

I sit here
Wondering why
I haven't been able to
Achieve a decent
Night's Rest in Months.
I try.
Closing my eyes really tight..
Nothing works
So I just..
Rest.
Longing for the days when I
Slept Soundly
Wishing for those days again.

You call this FASHION?!

If I see another person strolling down the block this summer, wearing these ridiculous, hideous shades- I'm going to scream!! These shades are NOT sexy, and they're not fashionable in the least. You're not KanYe, and as fashionable as KanYe is- he looked like a damn fool wearing them. If the fashionista himself can't pull it off, you sure can't. Lmao. It just amazes me how people will wear these shades with everything. It amazes me how they come in every color, and they glow in the dark. LMAO I want to burn every single pair of them.

So.. yeah. The shutter shades are a fashion NO-NO.

Lettin' you know just in case you don't know any better..

Blah Bitch!

I can honestly say that I hate bitches- bitches meaning females. Ugh, I just hate how fake they tend to be! I saw some shit that straight up had me disgusted today. Everyday, I'm around bitches that I don't like.. this is definitely NOT by choice. These are some of the most catty, ruthless bitches you will ever meet in your life and the next life. They make a grin-grin all in your mug, but as soon as you walk out the door, your name is being drug through the mud.

Back to my story.

A homegirl of mine walks in the room. She's a nice girl, she's friendly & smart. She tries to get along with everyone. For some reason, all the bitches hate her. it's definitely a jealousy thing. This year was definitely a difficult one for her. She walks in the room, and all the bitches that hate her are sitting at a table. These bitches proceed to jump up and hit her with the

"Ooh girl, how you doin'?'"
"We miss you hun!"

Blah, cut the fake shit! These hoes have tormented her for y e a r s, but time she walks through the door, it's shits and giggles? That shit made me sick to my stomach. There's nothing worse than a group of bitches. They can't be trusted. if you ever see me with a chick, she's like a sister or she IS my sister, lol.


"I'm soaring with the eagles, so why would I be caught walking around with pigeons?"

"Untitled"

She Waited
Waited for her father to return
He'd been away from home for too long
She made a vow to herself
That she'd smother him
With affection
Holding him in the tightest
Bearhug her little body could muster
Oh yeah, she'd squeeze him tight
Her hugs purpled his flesh as he
Walked through the door
The same wide, beautiful smile that
She remembered
This time, she was never letting go.

Word.

Thank GOD for the weekend. Talk about being tired! I've barely had 24 hours rest in a matter of a week!

That's ridiculous.

I guess it's worth it. I've gotten three paces out of the way..

With 128 more to go.
Greaaaat.

This has definitely been an interesting first week for our "summer session". I can honestly say that there's been peace.. so far. I'll pray for the best.

It's all about "Growth" for me, this new school year. I'm trying to focus a little - scratch that - A LOT less on the people, and focus more on my academics. the less time I would've spent on arguing with people, fighting, and everything else in between, I'm sure I'd have a lot less than 128 paces to do.

Ahh, well. No point on dwelling in the past - that's not getting me where I need to be.


"Take the opportunity to right yesterdays wrongs, and take charge of the present."

So nice I had to do it twice.

it's 2:10 in the morning, and I can't seem to sleep. I have school in the morning, which is stressing me the fuck out. I'm kinda bummed that I don't have the luxury of a summer anymore. I know it's for the best, but DAMN! I want to have fun just like every other teen my age! FUCK! That's how it is when you're in a Christian High School. We have school all year 'round. we rarely get days off. Blah, I love my school, but I hate it. This is my first year attending, but it feels like I've been here forever. it's definitely not the average high school, I tell ya.. Not for the faint of heart.

Our school hours are OUT OF CONTROL. School starts at 8 sharp, and ends at 6. We get out a 4, since we're currently in our "summer session". wtf! haha it's far from normal, but it's my reality. I guess I have to deal, eh?

We're a small group. It's about 18 of us in our high school division. What we lack in numbers we make up for in drama. it's always some shit in here. GOSH, it's the only entertainment some folks have, I guess. The drama irritates me. My temper isn't the best, so most times I'm ready to slap a bitch.

Blah.

I complain, but a part of me really loves that place. I know I'm here for the better and I've grown so much in a matter of months. I can honestly say I was OUT-OF-CONTROL. In some ways, I still am, but I've calmed down something serious.


it's raining.
I curse too much.
Blah.
Goodnight.

Whoa.

it feels hella hella hella good to FINALLY have a place where I can express my thoughts exactly how I want to. There are so many things I want to say, but I'll wait for now. I'm just getting settled in! This will definitely be one of the most interesting blog forums you'll come across, I guarantee that. My thoughts run a mile a minute, which is sure to keep you interested! =] I have different ranges of emotions, I have good days and bad days- just like everyone else. YES, I have an undying PASSION - LOVE - for writing. I will most certainly be blogging as much as possible. This blog is UNSCRIPTED, and I'M GOING TO SAY WHAT I DAMN WELL PLEASE, lol. I will respect all of my readers, if any. if no one reads this blog, that's fine by me. writing is how I express myself. writing = cleansing! ahh, I love it. To those who will read (again, if any), buckle up! you're definitely in for a wild ride...