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Blog #14

Okay so click click BOOOOMMMMMM lets talk about this darn quarantine and how fessed my teachers got me. Soooo boom right, I am getting so antsy its not even funny. Like I’m dead over here twitting my thumbs going crazy. And then on top of me losing brain cells by the second, my teachers are assigning mad work for no reason like come one are you serious right now. My government teacher is really blowin mine assigning madddd questions and then the questions have second and third parts to the questions. At this point, I just want my diploma and to get away from online school. It is driving me insane doing the same things every day. Homework, eating, sleeping, showering etc. I need some excitement some FUNNNNN. I want to see my friends again, I want to be able to go somewhere and not have to worry about contracting the disease and dying. Like oh my fricken gosh this is so annoying. I’m not motivated to do anything anymore especially my government work cuz she be beastin. ANDDDDD my teach...
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Blog #13

soooooooo BOOMMMMM this stupid corona virus is ruining my senior year. no prom which has me fessed and not walking across that stage for graduation like are you serious right now. And not only that but quarantining in this house has me losing brain cells by the minute. One of my teachers keep giving me maddd work but shawty is forgetting that she is not the only teacher that I have like shawty relax. and then on top of that, I have a literary analysis paper due by today and I ain’t even start, I got a children’s book due the 17th, and I’m drowning in work in all my classes. Rona is dead messing everything up right now HEAVY ON THE MESSING EVERYTHING UP. I haven’t linked anyone in almost a month, and I have no more skin on my hand because I wash my hands fifty times a day for twenty seconds. ANDDDDDDD you know what really got my heated!!?? HOW PEOPLE ARE STTILL OUT AND ABOUT ESPECIALLY IN BRENTWOOD BEING THAT WE ARE AT LIKE EIGHT-HUNDRED SUMN CASES LIKE STAYYYY TF HOME. people these da...
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Blog #12

Mini poems: Black people do this, black people do that, black people so rachet, black people don’t know how to act, black people fight, black people cause problems, black people rape, kill, and steal, black people want change but can’t break a dollar, "make America great again", keep the immigrants out, deport them if they get found out, this is what it’s all about, separation, devastation, corruption, infestation, where a minority lives in fear, the nation doesn’t want us here, keep me in the ghettos, they’ll off each other, it’s not a white persons problem anymore, the brush it off their shoulder. Screaming all lives matter is a protest to my protest, in unfair society, they have one priority, to eliminate all, a white privileged genocide two races so easy to divide, the children cry such, an unrealistic reality, reconciliation nowhere to be found, this very nation is where our broken ancestors laid their hea...
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Blog #11

okay so boom right, im reading this book in class called A Long Way Gone and honestly honestly its mad good. its that type of book where there is a war and the families and kids get separated. the book is narrated by one of the children that gets separated from his father and the kid had experienced this lady carrying her dead daughter and the girls eyes were still open and the mother didn't want to believe that she was dead and she kept saying its alright or something like that and I was like oh my good gosh like there is no way. this book is extremely descriptive and it really like really gives you a vivid image in your head and you can actually feel like your their in one of the villages like Mattru Jong which was one of the places that they attacked. but okay so boom right let me tell you about this kid's dream. okay so the narrator of the story had this dream where he was shot in his side and everyone was running past him and wasn't helping him so he went and tried to ...
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Blog #10

So, I was watching this movie in my creative writing English class called Little Miss Sunshine. I’m going to give you the prologue on Frank who is Olive's uncle. Olive being the main character. So, before they beauty pageant in California at the Redondo Suites, Frank tries to commit suicide. Six months earlier, his now ex-boyfriend had broken up with him because who wasn’t the number one professor in the nation for the year. So, the ex- boyfriend ended up leaving Frank for his nemesis who did win the number one professor in the nation for the year. Frank had also written a book that took him twenty years to write and publish but unfortunately, book sales had hit rock bottom and he lost thousands of dollars and had to put up his house for sale and ended up renting a one-bedroom studio apartment. Then two and a half weeks later, he sees his nemesis in the newspaper promoting his book which had become Rolling Stones #1 bestselling book and Rolling Stones most renowned author and pro...
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Blog #9

Okay so boom right I’m boutta make this into a tek talk because I have no clue what to right about. Aii so boom should people be allowed, in general, second chances, multiple chances, or no chances (meaning one screw up and you are doneeeeee). I think that certain people shouldn’t be allowed multiple chances at ALLLLLL like after your second chance you know what you’re doing and at that point you are just doing it because you don’t care. And as far as second chances go, I feel like depending on the situation, some people just don’t deserve another chance. Personally I feel like people shouldn’t be allowed any chances after the first one but that also stems from trust issues that I have from past situations that I’ve been in but depending on the given circumstances, I will allow a second chance but after that it’s a definite dub like you’re bugging and you dragging it at this point. You should be mature enough in your head to know what you’re doing isn’t right and that’s facts. People...
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Blog #8

Here is another poem that I made and performed at my high school read aloud. I hope you enjoy.                                                           I’m black I’m black, never knew there was so much hate, the word niqqa is a word that most people shouldn’t say, when a black person uses it that’s how we greet each other, they used it to keep us under, so now when they say it there’s a double meaning under, I’m black, it feels like blacks are used as target practice, for these white cops they don’t deserve their badges, killing our black men and women for no reason, bloodshed and killing is a year round season, I’m black, getting pulled over by a cop, not knowing if I’m about to die or not, trying to reach for my driver’s license and registration, cops draws his gun but there is no hesitation, white privileged  cop plus a gun ...
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