Gialis?

My fellow ladies...what would you do if your bf decied that he is a "gialis" and tells you when another female is calling his phone? what would be your reaction...to kick his butt? kick her butt? or kick both of their butts? lol...sadly majority of guys are so i gues thats life...

Yeahhhhh....My blog is a success

I hey followers. lol. hehehe..just joking my fellow readers. Feeling happy today because my teacher liked my blog. Let me reveal the truth to you guys...this blog came about as a part of final exam grade for B.I.S class. I must admit at first i thought this blog would not be so fun...however it turned out quite cool. it is very interesting to reveal my thoughts without breathing down my neck. Whooooo...success!!!

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Hey world...how was your day?
My day was great...devised a clever little plan to have some fun!! its nothing evil...just following the advice of a close friend...live life to the fullest and avoid regreting your life...I have ahd many moments that were once in a life time oporttunities...and never took advantage of them. Never agian will i do the same...life is to short for regret and not enough time for adventure...so ppl live life to the fullest.

Why?

Really people...what is the need of a research paper? Students don't want to do them nd teachers don't want to read them...so let us stop torturing ourselves and be free. Countless reseach papers have been returned to me with coffee or chicken stains on them, holes in the paper; and some have not been retured at all. You can count the amount of red spots on your paper indicating the paper has been read and understood rather than skimmed through. or on the reverse you can't help but notice the amount of red ink on the paper correcting tedious MLA for formats and annoying work citations or simply teachers disagreeing with your opinoin. For all these reasons, i ask waht is the point of these blasted things.

Another sleepless night

Another sleepless night...school is intended to be a good and healthy part of society for students, however, at times school is nothing more or less than torture. We are winding down to the end of the year and exams are right aound the bend. So many nights i pull at my hair...i'm wondering how is it that i don't have a bald spot. Final projects, final presenation, final exams....i swear the only final i want to here is the final descion that i am graduating. Long hours and sleep less night turn images of my teachers into prowling beasts at night trying to rip you apart. Well people still counting down the days...approximately 6 days left. I can't wait to get this over with!!!

Really?

There is truth in the phrase...life is what you make of it. Well at this point in time...I have no clue of what to make of life. The person who means the most to me is giving me a major headache... I have a clue what to do after graduation, however i don''t know how to put it in action. I guess life is something you have to go through to figure out. About to turn 19 and honestly clueless of what i'm going to do...i guess the fun will be finding out... Wish me luck!!!

Yeah...no test today!!!

I love you Miss. Cooper...We won't be getting th last two test scheduled to be taken in our BIS class. That is a ife savior. School makes you so busy you don't have time to breathe much less think. A tempory calm before the storm comes. LOL. Well there is only two weeks left until graduation...see you there class of 2010.

Some days...

Some days we feel like there is no way to go to escape reality. Things arn't feeling right and reality seems to be opposite from waht it should be. What we should do is remember the happy moments and learn from the tough times. People can knock you over but they can't keep you on your knees. Here is a poem that i wrote that helps me to relieve a little stress. Hope you all enjoy.

Statue
My soul speaks...
But my body doesn't answer...
My mind drifts as far as the sea stretches...
but i have no rope to pull it back to the shore of sanity
for in this life i have become a statue...
My breath goes unheard...
My pain goes unseen...
My tears form a stream of pity that roars violently in my heart...
Emotions eat away at my skin...
and turn me into the lifeless thing i have become...
Strip away the dreams from within me
Reality keeps these wounds fresh
Pieces of me rot and become metal as i learn not to feel
Not to see...
Simply not to be...
But only to be the statue that is now me...

is it really HAPPENING?

Today started off as any regular day would until it happened...until i realized i only have a month to go until i'm graduating!!!! The thought is exciting but nerve racking at the same time as i realze a major phase of my life is passing me by. no more will i see my friends everyday and experince moment that make you say "did that really just happen?". The fun times at school that made us laugh and the lectures from teachers that left us fuming will be over. The good things in life are forever held in our hearts and our mind...so never will i forget the precious moments i had over the past two years at SJCJC. Simlpy remeber the good times!!!!!