She Moved On

Becoming one with her pain,

And fighting for what is right against all the wrongs,

It made her stronger,

You've made her promises that you wouldn't keep,

 Were the promises, that I woldnt break.

 

Unearthing old scars, making them like new,

Won't dwell on her past,

Tunnel vision kept her in line,

For the future.

 

She refused to bleed over you,

You were a number, a thing of the past

That in the future, she forgot to dial.

 

No more regret, no more hurt, and no more lies,

She had struggled through life,

And now it has passed,

The day she moved on, was the day she was set free.

 

 

How to be Ignored

Being mature has one perk, your trusted more. Other than that, your a boring person, so face it. This year I'm not going to be loud, and I will talk in a regular voice, but if I want to talk to someone than I basically have to yell in their faces. I hate to feel ignored. Especially in school, and more so by my teachers. They always listen to other students over me, but isn't it their jobs to communicate with ALL of there students? Well, some teacher embrace that factor. There was a time when I participated in class everyday (last year) and I thought that class was fun, but now its a competition. I can't even walk into the classroom to say "Hi" without being bumped away by another MORE INTERESTING student. sigh. I wont fight for a teachers opinion. I take a deep breathe, and write until my eyes look so sad that my friends ask what's wrong.

R.I.P Paul Walker

Saturday November 30,2013 America lost a very good actor, a father, and a man. Mr. Walker was known for his role as "Brian"in the Fast and the Furious movies. I don't know about you, but the moment I saw him those movies I had the biggest crush. You all may know Tyrese, Walkers co -star, well he showed up at the death scene, cried, and left. I feel bad for his daughter because I read that they had a close relationship, but at least she got to see him before he died. Goodbye Paul Walker, you will always be missed.

Black Friday

Everyone knows that if you have money to spend, but your balling on a budget, either go name brand thrift store shopping, or wait until black Friday. What is Black Friday? It's one day (or week) a year in November, when every store has crazy low sales, and certain products are FREE!!! I could believe my eyes when I saw a commercial for a $50, and free Iphone's/Samsung's. Long story short, I was broke. Yes, broke on the second best day of the year. The first being my birthday. On the other hand, it was probably for the best, because I needed to focus my time, and energy on my friends b-day plans. To all of you who blew stacks on things you wanted, but didn't need...I salute you. Because every broke person just flicked you off. Her words not mine.

I Pledge Allegiance to the Struggle

What is the struggle???? Well to a girl like Jay T. the struggle is when you have nothing to do, your in a study hall, and your teacher took your phone. Also, he made you pull out a history book, to read a chapter than anyone with a brain could understand. That's the struggle. To a guy like Turly, the struggle simple. Do your work, make people laugh and repeat that same cycle every school day. Personally, I believe that the struggle is going to a great school, but your mother wants to hold you back and send you to a second rate school that has no ability to impact your life. That's the struggle. In class today, we learned about true grit and what it takes to be successful...I learned that pull up on your back, on a bouncy ball is hard. I know that I true grit. I've been working hard for a long time. Sleep is the bane of my existence, and school/work has consumed what used to be my life. I don't mind it though, I like working, it keeps me busy and my mind on the right things. Therefore, I pledge allegiance to the struggle, in the United States of America, and to the students who will stand as one nation under college, for liberty and for all. *I forgot how to say the allegiance,lol

Rules For Breaking Up

Dear Ladies, I know for sure that you would love what I have to say, but some girls can be just as shady as a guy can be. So here are some guideline to stick by, and hopefully you won't suffer the same consequence that my friend did. Rule #1 Do not under any circumstances dump someone over that phone/in a text message. Rule #2 Don't tell your friends about the breakup until you tell your boyfriend/girlfriend. Rule #3 Don't date someone who is petty. Rule #4 If your going to drink/smoke don't have sex with another person!!!! Now, her is a real life situation that my friend is suffering through right now because she didn't follow ALL of my rules. A girl has a boyfriend, but she likes another boy. She dumps her boyfriend via text message for the new guy. The ex (who is super salty) tells the girls mom that her new boyfriend is an alcoholic. So she like any good mother goes on Facebook to check it out. Obviously, she didn't like what she saw and had her daughter TESTED for drugs. This is NOT funny, don't snicker. just don't make the same mistake.

The Achilles heel

I was in class today and we're reading the Iliad, then we're going to read the odyssey. Needless to say...I was bored. So I decided to write this poem, and tell me what you think. "Great love can make a weak man strong, and true love can make a brave man fall to his knees." lol I felt so deep when I wrote this. But I had a hard time understanding when there was at least 15 kids in my class who didn't know whom Achilles, Priam, Hector, Paris, Helen were. I've been learning Greek mythology since seventh grade, I mean come on, they must be some no nothing kids. Back on topic; Achilles was a bull-headed, arrogant, warrior. Hector KILLED Achilles best friend (not cousin), and he wanted revenge. Along the way, Achilles fell in love with a mortal woman Briseis, but she was taken away. Later down the line Hector's younger brother, Paris (who took Helen of Troy) shot him with an arrow in his heel. BTW kidnapping Helen started the Trojan/Greek war.

The Knight Struck Twice

Heres the deal. My friend K. Knight worte this rap, because peole at school don't treat him with respect. So I decided to post soem real life problems that fat kids in a skinny society face. THE WORDS SAID IN THIS RAP DO NOT IN ANYWAY REFLECT MY PERSONAL OR SOCIAL BELIEFS. "Everyone hates me...but that’s okay, I mean honest to god I don’t give a d*** bout ya’ll b**ch a** niggas anyway. As soon as I make it big, richer than an oil rig, I make sure ya’ll get your deserved back pay’ ya niggas dig? Because getting tired of the decriers, rhymes hotter than a dryer, ya’ll keep fucking with me making up shit man I hate a damn liar. Make your mom a b**ch, turn her into a hooker then I buyer. Getting of topic, hot topic, just stop it or the nice act Imma drop it. Crafting my hot stuff like a holy blacksmit. F*** this shit man, I fucking hate school a bunch nonsensical half-wits. Sucking c**t, getting a hit, keep f***ing with the tiger watch them get bit. Jaggered blades is what I spit and niggas throats that’s what I split. I’m up in Untamed making raps it’s getting hard to commit. People just don’t understand better yet can’t seem to comprehand my complexion, I know it’s perplexing but they can’t take the testing. So I drop them like Gatorade and the woods, and make sure I lose them like jewelry in the hood. Cause my mood is always angry like a post Rihanna looking Ares. Calling me immature, Peter Pan, except for the fucking fairies. But to those who actually accept me and are actually hearing this verbal selfie because I am nerdy like Sagan intelligence so high like I’m soaring like Hawkins."

These Blinding Lights

Today, I wrote down a not so common, but interesting sentence. I asked five AECHS students what their response to it was. S. Donka wrote me the poem, "Blinding lights, in my eyes. Hoping they go away; these lies. Car headlights, go into the light. White hot blinding pain, so bright. Confessing and praying. breathing her last breathe. Waiting for the lights to go off, the signal of death. Eyes closed; breathes are final, no more. Blinding lights disappear, soul leaves the core." The second entry was done by A.W-Cale and Ally Sano made an INTERESTING quote, "Something hidden like a shadow; an endless and unforgiving darkness, this is being sought out by the blinding lights." Second to last the ever so Asian C. Mehm told me that "cars" was the first thing to pop in her head. Last but not least Ari(curly top)P. wrote, "Lights at a carnival in the night, much like a ferris wheel, spin around and around until the once blinding lights become the blurred imagines of my childhood.

Empire State of Mind

I was raised to look out for field goals. Never look back in regret, do what you have to do, and keep my head up. Some of these kids couldn't tell a subject from a predicate, yet they know every lyric to "Face Down, A** up". I would shake my head, but at the end of the day, I know where I'm heading and I know how I'm going to get there; college. Therefore, I wont complain that my homework is too hard or that my math teacher needs to change the way that she teaches. I'm going to study harder, grind harder, and keep working at my job. Money may not grow on trees, but on payday, I make it rain. Better believe that when the time comes, the GOOD girl always makes it to the top.

She Loved a Country Boy

All her ex's live in Texas. She met her babe at a wrestling match, and it was lust at first sight. She is fifteen, but he is three years her senior. Obviously, country love isn't hindered by age. The virtue less, toss up, and blonde beauty. Draws in her Southern bo with willy, seductive techniques. She's a hell raising, fire cracker with a temper to match her long locks. However, a girl like that needs a boy to hold her down, keep her lid on tight. Ya know???? A.W. Cale loves B. Casanova. That's what I heard. Casanova is a level-headed, closed mouth, brown-nosed, athletic, hunk. Grounded in old fashioned courtesy, and respect for women. This love may not be perfect, it may have flaws, but one thing for sure that hell raising girl, loved her country boy.

A Relationship Destined to Fail

Some relationships were over before they even began. I know two people who are complete opposites, one a white girl funny and outspoken, the boy was black, kinda weird, and nice. The girl was not a user, but it was clear from the beginning, that that relationship was destined to fail. Let me explain the events. They began dating two weeks ago, and this past Saturday she broke up with him through text message...on his birthday party. I should feel bad, and some part of me does, but they were not even close to being a real couple. No hand holding, no secretive looks, and they didn't talk when they were in the same room. Most of this is naturally her fault, but I can't help bbut feel that he should have stepped up. So, I gave him some advice; don't worry about a girl, keep your head up, get a nice cash flow, and find someone better looking. That may not have been the best advice, but he felt better and asked me out. Respectively, I REFUSED.

Fashion is the True Diversity Seeker

Hello fashion people of the world. I know that this segment is LONG overdue, but I had to conduct some research about your favorite topics; fashion and adversity. Today, I talked to a girl who is radical in her fashion beliefs, and how something should be worn, and in what seasons. Diversity is the text book definition of acceptance, and respect while understanding, an individual as unique, and recognizing our individual differences. These can be apply to race, ethnicity, gender, sexual orientation, age, and religious beliefs. Wow!!!! does that mean that any individual can dress how they like when they like??? Lets see. From word-of-mouth. Fashion is a way for any one person to express who they are or who they want to be. The clothes that a person wears can define them, but doesn't really show who they are as a person. Summer is a time to "go all out" and experiment with the latest fashions, and the right style that fits you. Remember: if you don't feel comfortable in the clothes that you wear, then you probably shouldn't be wearing them. Next, seasons. The Fall time is wear the transition occurs, from shorts to ripped jean and possibly leggings. Red, yellows, greens, and oranges are definitely the right colors for this bold season. However, the Winter time is more bundled up and relaxed, My fellow student L.Vang has advised that sweats and big clothing is the most important clothes that a person could wear when its cold outside.

The Slowness I Feel

Today, I actually learned something. When a person like me (journalist) posts things online ABOUT people and thier emotions, lives, relationships; I'm supposed to get thier consent first, then post it. All this time, and an entire year later, I just found this out today. The slowness I feel.

Funny to a Fault

You ever met a person who made a joke abot everything, but when you say something twice as ignorant they try to get defensive? Yes I have encountered those types of people, and no I am not one of them. One thing that bothers me is not the person making the joke, but the actual joke or the way they say it. Funny is funny but wrong is also wrong. I really cannot explain how many jokes that I have heard about blondes, mama's, fat people, gays, Miley Cyrus, etc. All of it is the same, ignorant, not funny, and mean. Don't get me wrong, I have laughed at a few yo mama jokes, but that doesn't mean that whenever I go around a parent, I laugh hysterically. Today, I heard a Asian joke...that was way out of line. Did I say something, no. I didn't have to because the Asian next to me took care of his business. NOW THAT WAS FUNNY.

The Reality behind Dying Hair

Ladies: How often do we find that our hair color, length, and thickness isn't what we want them to be? Well you can dye your hair, get some weave (glue, sow-in, tracks)or...wear a hat. Reality check, if you are not white or Asian, or oriental, the possibility of your hair flowing down your back is slim. However, I'm here to talk about the length of hair. Today, my bestie dyed her hair a blackish purple and it came out great. I saw a girl whose hair was black in the front, and blonde in the back (I call her bumble-bee), then I saw a girl with red curly hair (she was strawberry shortcake). Now your wondering what any of these girls have in common? ALL of those girls dyed their hair the BRIGHTEST shades of red, and blonde (yellow). You say creative, I say tacky. Don't get me wrong some people (who know what they are doing) can pull off various colors. Such as this scene girl who had blonde, orange, and black. Even though there is a fine line between creative and tacky, where is the distinction between fashion and scene? Tune in tomorrow, as I interview scene girls, and fashionista's.

Managing and accepting Eustress

Eustress is defined as an inevitable, and challenging form of stress that is good for the human body. Now I know what you thinking, how in the world can stress be positive? Well I don't know. I simply read it in my Personal Health book because I have a mid-tem to study for. However, I do understand what they mean by positive stress. Any sport (mental or physical) that presents a realistic and attainable challenge, that can be achieved is positive stress. Why is this relevant? Well, like I said I have to study. Plus blogging is way more fun than reading flash cards for hours at a time. Second, there is this writing website called "NanoWrimo" and they want me to write, and submit a short story. Normally I would jump at this chance, but I have a TWO research papers, a quiz, a test, and a reading guide due on Monday. So how in the (forgive my language) HELL can I write a 100 page short story, when I have to type a 1000 word, 3 page papers.

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Dear Mental Breakdown

Dear Mental Breakdown, Why do you come and go? Why must you invade my mind, and fill it with negative and depressed thoughts? Well I concede; you won over my day. It began in the morning and lasted throughout my night. Early this morning, my mom yelled and screamed about the house, about how she washed clothes and they aren't folded, she needs help, I don't do much (other than work, do homework, and go to school), etc. Any other time I would jump at the chance to prove her wrong, but after the hundredth time of this same conversation, I've learned to say nothing, keep my head down, and do what she wants. However that is not my problem, for punishment she threatened to keep me from school, just so I could clean our semi-clean house. Let me explain to you that I am not the average child, or student. I actually enjoy school, learning, and education. My life isn't unfair, I wont complain, or whine. I will do as my mother bades me and I'll smile through the pain. If I have to, I will stay up at all hours of the night to clean, THEN do my homework. On the days that I have to work( event though I will be exhausted) I will go with a smile on my face, ignore all the negative things that I feel. But there are days when you make me scream, shout, and cry. Those days are the worst; I cannot control myself, but I will not give in today...I must not, because I have to be okay. I MUST make people believe that I am okay.

What Does the Fox Say?

Yesterday was a hilarious day. My Serbian friend Slobie showed me this ridiculous song about foxes, dogs, and cows; I died from laughing so hard. After that I laugh I spent an hour of my life researching foxes, because I hate going through life not knowing things. However, the internet was not much help; no surprise there. Later, I literally spent the night tossing and turning, until I finally fell asleep and dreamed about foxes. The next day I sad that the fox says GROWL. Whoever disagrees with me, feel free to comment, because my mind is made up.

Murder she wrote

I'm so sick and tired of people trying to kill my vibe before I make through breakfast. This morning much like every morning starts out the same, yelling and talking about stupid and irrelevant things. Shout out to all my haters, ya'll my motivators, I'm not fronting but if you don't have some your not doing something right. Allies are supposed to be the people who support you no matter what. Friends are supposed to the second family that you wish you had. Families are supposed to be the people who never put you down, yell at you for no reason, support your EVERY decision, and is always there when you need them. So why is it that in the mist of all these people, I feel like there is only one person out there, who wants me to succeed in every way; myself. Don't get me wrong, my life is a walk in the park compared to the rest of the kids. However, most parents would appreciate kid like me, a student like me, and a genuine person like me. Obviously mine doesn't, but hey what's love got to do with. You know what I hate hypocrites, parents say that they what you to have the life they never had, but when the push comes to shove they turn into the parents who they said that they were trying not to be. Myself? Well I cant wait until I graduate from high school and move to California. Yes CALIFORNIA; almost 3,000 miles away from Ohio and 3,000 miles away from the life that I've so hard to forget.

Soul Mates vs. First love

Would you kill for the one you love, or would you die to protect them? Today, people confuse they're first love's with the term "soul mate". Personally, I believe that the first relationship that one has is doomed  to fail. Another person (an optimist) might say that love might fizzle out, and that in they beginning it was love, during the middle it was good, but at the end the love faded away.

Hidden Colors

Last week I watched a movie called Hidden Colors. That movie broke down the religious and physical similarities tyhat each race of people share. Does that make sense? I thought so. But that movie got me thinking, and not just about race, but about sexuality. Who are we to judge gay people , when we were oppressed based upon our skin color. Granted that I am straight and would prefer to keep it that way,I strongly believe that our hidden colors define who we are NOT we are trying to be.

Make me feel alive.

I need to feel vibrant, and alive. Music pulses through me and I must dance. Distancing myself from the people who oppress me is how I stay sane. Throwing myself into work and now school is why I remain the person that I have been trying to save. The glass will remain half full as long as I keep pouring sprite in the glass, lol. Today I heard a song that made me want to dance, dye my hair, and put the middle finger to the world...crazy huh, well I think so.

Time to think

My trip to Washington D.C was interesting. True colors were shown, and Irritation was sparked. Coming home was a relief and I couldnt wait to face the reality that is my life. Accepting the fact that my life is constant change, is the only reason as to why I am so accepting of our move. Downsizing,relocating, and obligation are the main factors that drive my mother...even if she won't admit to it. I still have things to work on, but so far I only see the positve things that can coem out of this move. Looking at my little brother has changed my perspective of OUR situation. Honestly,it is amazing how a person can come into your life, flip it upside down, but he turns out to be the best thing for you and your chosen family. Realizing who and what I need in my life, will make me a stronger person. I will never be dependent on any human being, but I will be dependent on GOD. Ugh I wish people will stop telling me things that I already know. ttyl

I'm not just playing with your emotions, I'm damaging my own!

My personal life is above average, but my love life is anything but average.Honestly, I would have to get out a lot more for my love life to take any effect. A friend that I've known sense preschool and I, have been texting and talking but up until now I've only thought of him as a friend. At this moment he's a little bit peeved at me, because I keep dodging his questions, like a roger rabbit. Whenever I need someone to talk to about the latest crush or other things, he's always there, but now I have no one to really turn to but my blog and my inner self. Jumping in to a situation slowly, but surly has always been my approach, but how how does one go about a situation like mine. this isn't like chatting with a stranger and getting my flirt on, it's about a person who knows me like no other to the point where he can call me out on my b.s actually its kind of ironic how I try to hide how I feel, yet the same people who know me are the ones who keep pulling it out of me. Last time it was a boy whom of which I did crush on, and for an embarrassingly long time. Now I'm over it.

theft store shopping for houses

If Plato's Closet is the name brand theft store, then what is Craigslist? I will tell you that it is the everything wanted/need store. Cheesy but to the point. I found like 5 great places, cheap and awesome, but my being the picky woman that I know and love, dissected almost all of them from they're floors, carpets, wallpaper,and etc. I'm happy to move and if it makes my life easier hen I will just smile and nod. Laughing out loud.

All in a day's work

This morning, I was ready for work. I took the bus,listened to several conversations that absolutely nothing to do with me. Then, I walked into the library. I soon realized that I would be the only shelver today, so I pulled myself together, ate some chips, and got busy. Earlier, this same day I had a day-dream about a boy that I am friends with, but I just met him last school year. can you spell awkward, I can. In this dream I was a a swimming pool, and he helped me with my little brother, Gaige. When i was awake, the dream startled me because...actually I have no clue as to why it bothered me, but I was raised to believe that each and every dream, that a person has, has its own deeper meaning.

friends at work

Today my friend Billi is listening to my own version of white on the rise. But let me tell you of this morning, some girls were walking together and these girls were something else. Because one girl was walking fast while listening to music. This was a while ago, but now shes going to a new school it was nice knowing ya.

sounds like a personal problem

My house hold isn't the happiest, but I'm fighting to keep myself happy. That's the bottom.. Line

fix my heart

Lately, I haven't been feeling like myself. Ive been sad, depressed, anxious, ad will wond overall moody. My mind will often wander to a separate place,than where I am. It all starts at home:things are spiraling out of my control, my close family members are destroying the person that I have tried so hard to build. Work: is the only place i where can breathe, but I cant breathe without it. I feel so much pain and it hurts not to know why I feel so much negativity. My baby brother is an innocent, he hasn't. Had to suffer as much as I have, and I resent him for it. No, Ive never been touched or anything like that, but cant youbsee where my problem starts...I sure as hell cant. I pride myself on independence, but I depend on places to take me away. wanting, wanting, crying, I cant escape...I want to. I need a shrink who can make me happy again, fix my heart, and...take me away from the pain that has entered my life. Why do I feel like this? What I have I done so wrong that I cant be alone, to fix myself. I like solitude, I cant function without it.God I need you.

A long time coming

Ugh, I feel like a terrible writer because I've been neglecting my blog. But not to worry, my life is taking some some new turns and I want to document each moment. People who try to hurt me but only end up hurting themselves, I will say this. My mother didn't raise me ti be weak and dependent on people, personally I am stronger than most adults and I don't let family or friends cloud my judgement. Like water I seek my own level, and like he sun I light my own path. God is my saviour and only he will I give my praise. There are a lot of negative as well as positive things that explain who I am, but you wouldn't know that unless you took the time to read about my life.

Is life truly unfair?

The answer is no,but let me explain. Every time something doesn't go your way oor even the way you intended, you automatically get upset. Yet, the second someone comments on that moment/instant, your the one who sounds like a brat. The truth about life is,that life itself is not unfair, but it's the people in life who makes it unfair. Kids blame they're parents, adults blame they're bosses, and old people blame they're children. Me? Well I blame society. Who is the one that tells you fashion and being skinny is the new thing? Society. Who tells you what to buy? Society. Therefore, we have to stop blaming the people in life who actually care fornus, and blame the people who couldn't give s rats a** what we do and whobwe do it with.

uninvited

A family member of mine has began living with me. But sense then my life has changed for the worse, my anxiety has spiked and my nerves are in strands. How do you tell family that they are no longer wanted, especially when your parents would never say so herself. No matter how badly I feel, my guest is no longer invited.

Excuses, excuses

A true friend is someone who looks out for you, has your back, is honest, loyal, and would do whatever it took not to hurt you. But lets just say that the friend of your friend, lies, talks behind her back, and punches her in the face. I understand that this has minimal to do with me or any outsider looking in, but as a true friend could I honestly turn a blind eye to this kind of situation. NO, because this wouldn't be the Inner Tia Myers, if I did. Violence is never the answer and it may not be the most effective way to end a beef, but it sure does get the point across without mixed messages, or confused minds. Patience is not my middle name, and tolerance is not my friend. So understand me when I say that, I am an 100% true friend. Excuses are the very things that determine whether or not man is human, well guess what that's already been tested, and here we are. So if we can evolve enough to determine who we are and whee we come from, then we can also stop making excuses for all the b******* in the world, correct.

crunch time

Crunch time time is that final moment when everything you've worked hard for, is close to that merciful finish line.Exams are impossibly hard to deal with but you tolerate them because you have to, not because you want to. So when the moment finally comes w just remember to buckle down, because this is crunch time.

"Life is not measured by the amounts of breathes you take, but by the moments that take your breathe away."

I started todays' entry with a quote, because the particular quote had guided my day up to this final point. Let be briefly explain s to how. This morning I went into Kung-fu prepared to fail, only to be told that my attention and effort has made my instructor, an appreciated man. Second, I allowed most of my friends to look over the new story that I have been writing. Although, I loath the idea of being judged.A friend , as well as a future journalist/novelist, has to be open to negative, and positive critizism. The deep breathes that I managed to take, have helped me get a job, interviews, and overall win the hearts of complete strangers. Overall, this month alone has been a rollercoaster ride, that keeps on giving. I know how cheesy I sound, and so what. This is my personality, my life, and I get to be as cheesy and corney as I please. Sidebar. Now I'm in my room thinking of all the things that could make this day better, and if I had a funnelcake for every time, that someone told me how wierd that I was...well I would be very obese. Goodnight.

There is a first for everything

Every since August, I have been an official high school/college student. However, now I am an official
working teenager. Today, unlike any other day was special, and I would hope to remember it for a long time. First, I went to the Akron, Ohio license place, where I received my first I.D  card. Second, I took my picture, and headed to the bank, so that I could start, my first bank account. Then, I recieved my official said account. Finally, waiting to go to work. Look at me now.

star on the rise

Yesterday, I did the unthinkable. I wrote a story, but it's not finished. So far I'm exited about how well
that it's going to turn out. Personally, I think that this story will be my coming out novel to being famous.
how does that sound to you?

Sounds like a personal problem

Have you ever been told that your situation "sounds like a personal problem", or you've said to someone else. Well I have. Just a few days ago I found out the most disturbing news-that my grandmother is coming to live with us. Let me explain her personality, mean, selfish, control freak, and border line insane. However, I love and respect her with all of my heart. Just yesterday she asked me to do five "little" things like, lift all of her heavy plants, revise my room, and help her put away her storage crap. Not that I'm complaining. Today, she said that my atitude sucked and then she asked me to do something else, actually three something elses. All of which sounded like a personal problem to me. I wonder, if I cant take two day living with my grandmother, then how in the heck am I supposed to make it through the months to follow!?!

First Job

Today, is my official day on the job. Also, I planned out my schedule for this week, but I couldnt have been any more nervous. It all started, at the main library down town, where I had to fill in some paper work, and take an employee picture. Then, I met with my employer Fred, who introduced me to my co-worker. Wow!! today is going great.

The inner Tia Myers: Are we together or not?

The inner Tia Myers: Are we together or not?: I've been texting the talking to this boy, that I go to school with. However, when we are at school he doesn't speak to me, unless i...

Are we together or not?

I've been texting the talking to this boy, that I go to school with. However, when we are at school he doesn't speak to me, unless i say something to him. This makeks me feel catious and curious at the same time. Lately, he seems be acying wierd around me, and since we're no going out, I dont know what to day. Yet, I really dont want to bitch him out about it, because I still want us to be friends. What should I do??

First day back

Today is the first day back to school and lets just say that so far Cuddle Care doesn't seem so bad, but let me explain as to why it hasn't been the day I wanted. It all started this morning when I was leaving home to go to the bus, I had made it all the way to the stop when I realized that I didn't have my bus pass-Damn-panicking I called my mom calling on the will of god to help me. Well my mom came throught and I had to run to my bus stop, then on the bus my other phone which was a track phone started buzzing and I had to shut ot off. Then at school I said my highs, asked for schedules so that I could compare, and some people chose to either ignore, or shut off the conversation so I made conversation with people I could talk with-so far so good- Lunch rolls in and here I am sitting alone.