one more post

and then i'm done for today.
but ok, when my classmates say i'm "a walking dictionary" or "a walking calculator", i'm honored realy, but that's a lot of pressure to put on me. lol. cause if i ever answer and get it wrong, people will make a big deal out of it. like man, i'm not the smartest person in the world, let me make mistakes.
ok, peaceeeeeee

p.p.s

my teacher hurt my feelings. =/
i should tell him to read this so he can see how his comments hurt people.

p.s

i just wish i could give people my mind and my soul. that way they would know what i was really about, how i really thought. there is just too much for me to try to explain, i just wish you knew me.

Pretentious?

so, it has come to my attention that people think i'm pretentious. i'm honestly not. maybe it comes off that way, but i don't think that i'm smarter than anyone else. i guess i have to sit back and examine myself. i know that i am annoying, i try to get on people's nerves on purpose. but sometimes i even annoy myself. lol i annoy myself when i always answer questions in class, which is why i try not to say anything. but when people keep saying wrong answers, i wish the class will go by faster, so i blurt the answers out. oh gosh, i don't know what i'm saying. [btw, i'm sure that i have alot of errors on this blog, which let's you know i don't care that much about "trying to be smart"] anyway, another thing. i hate it when people call me an oreo, or say that i am "not black enough". like wtfreak, I AM NOT A MOTHER LOVING COoKIE YO! seriously, that really gets on my nerves, if you're saying it in a joking mater, don't worry, i know you're playing. but i can tell when people are saying that stuff to be hurtful. i bet i'm hooder than the people that say that. my dad is in jail for goodness sakes, but i shouldn't even say that cause i don't have to prove myself to anyone. ahhhhh, i really don't care about this subject that much, i just felt like ranting. goodbye

Promises

well, me and veezy v have to write in our composition books everyday, no matter what. agh, this is gonna be hard for me because i like everything to be perfect, but i guess this will help.
we are going to be poets guys, i can't wait. i never actually wanted to "just be a poet". yesterday changed everything.

friends

make everything better though=]

Life

is moving so fast. i think everyone should stop and appreciate the little things in life. a lot of people today are only focused on partying and being "known". that stuff really doesn't matter, and when you try so hard to be cool, it just makes you look like a loser.
people are going through things right now, and the world doesn't even know. that's the crazy thing, no one knows.

numb

i want to be numb all over.
pain is too real.
i really haven't been happy lately, hopefully it'll get better soon. but man, life is hard sometimes man.

Brave New Voices

so i watched that show today. it was good. there was this one girl from flordia, her story was similar to mine. her mom died when she was younger. but she has a disease, and i don't. that's the thing about life you know, there's always someone who has it worse. well, anyway, the point of this post is more than that. she said "yeah it's a curse, but it's a gift too because i wouldn't be able write without it" or she said something like that, lol. but man, as soon as she said that i got goosebumps because I SAID THE EXACT SAME THING! it was so crazy, i always say that my experiences have been both blessings and curse because yes, it sucks, but i am also able to help other people with their struggles. and once you are able t realize that, you realize that you are living your life for not only you, but for other people. [she also said that too] it's realy weird how a girl all the way across the countr thinks the EXACT same thing as me. crazy, alot of things are universal.

Veezy V!

ok, so one of my best friends has inspired me to blog again. I was just reading her blog and man, she had some dope _____. like the most intellectual stuff i've read in a while. check it out. labellapoeta.blogspot.com
well, if you go to view park, you know vaughan's situation=/ as you read [or maybe didn't read] in one of my previous posts, i hate when my friends have to suffer a loss. it sucks, big time! but man, vaughan is so strong. the thing is, i really wouldn't blame her if she wasn't being unbelievably strong right now. i know that i am speaking for all of vaughan's friends when i say we are here for you. i swear, we will be strong for you vaughan. well, this girl is the dopest poet ever. whenever i speak about poetry with someone, she comes up. hmm...maybe because she is my favorite poet. lol well, we've been friends since 9th grade, but this year we just totally connected on another level: our poetry. I think it is really amazing how things like that can bring people together. i was talking to her "poppa" about how music is so universal, and how it connects people all the way across the world to each other. well, so does poetry. It is like magic. everytime she spits a poem i get chill bumps. we just learned in poetry that the speechless, goosebumps, crying at the end of a poem/song moment is called duende. and i promise, vaughan has the affect on me each time she speaks. i realy could go on and on about how amazing my friend is. but i think i'll stop at this: i love you vaughan elyse higgins, and i will always be here for you! i love you v money!