Nov 13, 2009
Nov 12, 2009
Nov 6, 2009
Okay. Recap.
In my earlier post I had to quit writing because my Media Technology teacher literally had a mental breakdown...all because of little ol me. Now see, I was bloggin while in class (today i just figured out how to get thru the system lol) and I tend to say my words as I type them. And I was writing about how lame the class was..so obviously, she heard. At first I thought she was only mad cuz I cussed, but ohhhh nooooo..she was mad at me for "not caring about her feelings". WOW. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, a grownass woman was crying in my face because apparently, I'm the devil. ugh, so childish. But yea...thats what happened.
Media Class
Sucks. I'm sitting here next to Brittny Kindred and Cameron Cook and they're awesome. but class is lame. Oh lord my teacher is trippin right now..bye..
Nov 5, 2009
Nov 4, 2009
If you dont have one, get one. and when you do, follow @lilduval. The nigga is the funniest person on earth..no lie.
Nov 3, 2009
O.K.
So I'm def gonna start blogging about things more cuz a lot of stupid shit seems to be happening..pretty frequently too...but i dont feel like writing alot today since my teachers feel like they have to load me up with meaningless homework. sooo yea. bye.
Nov 2, 2009
I hate the time change
I woke up this morning hella scared cuz my clock said it was 7:30, and my duel credit government class starts at 7:30...so after racing into the shower and throwin this weave into a ponytail, i look at my bb, which says that it is a hour behind what I thought it was..so I woke up at 6:30, instead of 7:30...so I sat on my bed and watched Living Single until I got un-pissed.
Its been a minute..
I totally forgot that I had a blog. oops. Oh well, I'm back now so who cares.
So, this year has def brought a lot of changes with it..some good, some not so great. Throughout my junior year I was constantly on the college prowl, looking for schools that me and my best friend would have a great time at. But my mind has made a 180 degree change since then.. I realized that for most of my life I have been in prominently white neighborhoods and schools, which I have no issue with, but I wanted to change the scene for the new chapter of my life. So I started looking at HBCU's (Historically Black Colleges and Universities). In Texas, there wasn't much of a variety that had the academic standards and opportunities that I was looking for, so I came upon Spelman College in Atlanta, GA. I have just completed my Early Decision Application, which means if(when) I get accepted I am binded to it. Spelman is my Numero Uno choice right now and I'm really excited about it :)
On a sadder note, as a few of you may know, I lost my Grandfather on Spetember 2nd, 2009. He was such a huge part of my life that I didnt know how to respond to his death, and it hits me little by little each day when I see his obituary on my dresser. He was preacher at Star of Hope Baptist Church in Nacogdoches, TX, adn owned a few businesses down there. He played a big role in the community, as was shown by the overwhelming amount of people at his funeral..in a way that bothered me..but right now my family is dealing with managing his businesses and property acounts and its bringing out the evil in a lot of them. I have never been so angry in life than I was the night of his death. I was in the car with my dad on the way back to Dallas from visiting him in the hospital when we got the call. I wasn't surprised; I knew he was only holding on for us to get in some last words and "I love you's" . We turned around and when I walked into his hospital room he was still laying on his bed (the doctor had yet to come and pronounce him dead).. almost immmediatley the arguements began.."NO, daddy would want to be embalmed here..!" "He told me he wanted this..!" "Will you call the mortuary, damnit!" All while my poor grandmother sat quietly on the couch staring at the love of her life's body slowly become pale. I could'nt take it anymore so I walked out and my cousin and sister followed behind me. I don't think I have ever cried harder than that night. I walked through the maze like hallways aimlessly, just wanting to get away. And when I came back to the room, The whole family was standing outside of the room as my grandpa's body was rolled out and taken to the mortuary. That was probably one of the hardest days I've been through in a LONG time. But I know God doesn't mess up, and He has great plans for me and the family. Rest in Peace Eligha Walker, Jr.
I love you and miss you Papa .
So, this year has def brought a lot of changes with it..some good, some not so great. Throughout my junior year I was constantly on the college prowl, looking for schools that me and my best friend would have a great time at. But my mind has made a 180 degree change since then.. I realized that for most of my life I have been in prominently white neighborhoods and schools, which I have no issue with, but I wanted to change the scene for the new chapter of my life. So I started looking at HBCU's (Historically Black Colleges and Universities). In Texas, there wasn't much of a variety that had the academic standards and opportunities that I was looking for, so I came upon Spelman College in Atlanta, GA. I have just completed my Early Decision Application, which means if(when) I get accepted I am binded to it. Spelman is my Numero Uno choice right now and I'm really excited about it :)
On a sadder note, as a few of you may know, I lost my Grandfather on Spetember 2nd, 2009. He was such a huge part of my life that I didnt know how to respond to his death, and it hits me little by little each day when I see his obituary on my dresser. He was preacher at Star of Hope Baptist Church in Nacogdoches, TX, adn owned a few businesses down there. He played a big role in the community, as was shown by the overwhelming amount of people at his funeral..in a way that bothered me..but right now my family is dealing with managing his businesses and property acounts and its bringing out the evil in a lot of them. I have never been so angry in life than I was the night of his death. I was in the car with my dad on the way back to Dallas from visiting him in the hospital when we got the call. I wasn't surprised; I knew he was only holding on for us to get in some last words and "I love you's" . We turned around and when I walked into his hospital room he was still laying on his bed (the doctor had yet to come and pronounce him dead).. almost immmediatley the arguements began.."NO, daddy would want to be embalmed here..!" "He told me he wanted this..!" "Will you call the mortuary, damnit!" All while my poor grandmother sat quietly on the couch staring at the love of her life's body slowly become pale. I could'nt take it anymore so I walked out and my cousin and sister followed behind me. I don't think I have ever cried harder than that night. I walked through the maze like hallways aimlessly, just wanting to get away. And when I came back to the room, The whole family was standing outside of the room as my grandpa's body was rolled out and taken to the mortuary. That was probably one of the hardest days I've been through in a LONG time. But I know God doesn't mess up, and He has great plans for me and the family. Rest in Peace Eligha Walker, Jr.
I love you and miss you Papa .
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