Music In My Life.

Music says the things I wish I could say. The music I listen to depends on how I'm feeling at that moment. 68

New Town Lost!

Last night, I decided to go the New Town vs. Owings Mills game. When I got there, it was crowded. That game had more people than the alumni game did. So, most of the time, I was talking and not paying attention to the game. I was mad that New Town lost. That was the first basketball game I went to since tenth grade. 

After the game, Kendyl, Tyisha and I went to Buffalo Wild Wings. I wanted to go because I've never been. I wanted to know what everybody was talking about. The food was good, except the fried pickles. Tyisha doesn't need to order those ever again! I was drinking my juice when I saw Kendyl dropped a fried pickle in my drink! I couldn't stop laughing. I had such a fun time with them two. We have to do that again!

The Hunger Games

I started reading The Hunger Games a couple of days ago. It's not bad, I just need to keep reading. When we do our model reapings in class, I'm always so glad that my name doesn't get called. I'm really hoping this book is more interesting than the last book we read. Are we reading the whole trilogy? 

The Racial Debate/ Tim Tebow / Sports

In class, we watched a clip about Tim Tebow having more advantages in the sports world because he's white. When it came to the sports aspect, I was totally clueless. When we started talking about media and race, I started talking more.

 Now, I believe that as black people, we can't and won't move forward because, most of us, are just ignorant. Here's a perfect example, in my previous history class, we were talking about black history. Then a black student says, " I don't understand why we have to learn about this, I'm not going to use this in life." My first thought was "Huhhh??!!!" This is your history! This is my history! In order to know where we're going, we have to know where we've been. Our lack of knowledge hinders us.  Many African American's don't understand the magnitude of pain and suffering that our ancestors endured. 

This thought always baffles me, " Why did/ do white have this hatred toward blacks when they are the ones that brought us to America?" If they felt the way that they did towards blacks, they should've never came to Africa and bothered us. We were doing just great in the motherland. 

Now, in sports, a believe that a certain player should get a certain spot on a team based on his record. A player shouldn't get a spot on a team because of his skin color. 

When I Do Good, Nobody Cares...When I Do Bad, The Whole World Wants To Pay Attention.

I'm not liking the fact that my parents are changing their parenting style now. Now they want to push me beyond my limits, now they want to push me to do my best. They should have been doing that all my life! 

Now, they say, "it's about time you get a job, don't ya think?" I don't see the point in getting a job because they've provided for me my whole life, why stop now? I'm about to go to college, I don't see the point in holding a part time position for less than 6 months. Quite frankly, I think they're saying this because they are tired of me asking them for money. I feel as though they should have made me get a job as soon as I was old enough. 

The inconsistency in their parenting style is killing me. Something my mother said today really ticked me off. She said "This is your time to show us that you can be successful." I've showed them that I can be successful numerous times by being on Honor Roll.

I am human. I have the same qualities as every other human being that walks the earth. I have persistence, drive, and much more. Just because I don't show my parents these qualities on a daily basis, they don't think it's there. I don't believe that they truly believe in me...even though they say they do.

Don't Take Franco Away!

My parents threatened to take my car away if my grades weren't where they should be. I don't understand why they are trying to crack down on me now. They should have been telling me to keep my grades up in 9th, 10th, and 11th grade. I had a conversation with my mother today, and she told me that driving was a privilege and that it could be taken away. I told her if it was a privilege, why did she and my father act as if it was a necessity. 

When it came time for me to get my permit and license, they made that a top priority, not me. Now that I'm driving and going out all the time, they feel as though it's affecting my grades. They should have thought about how driving was going to alter my life. Since they acted like it was necessity, I feel like they shouldn't take my car away. Franco (the name of my car) and I can't be separated!

Grades.

It has been awhile since I've blogged. So let's hop to it.

I need to improve my grades in College Algebra and Human Geography. Like I said before, College Algebra is killing me slowly. I'm trying to improve by doing homework. I really want to drop this class. I don't want this grade to be on my report card. When I went to the guidance office, my counselor wouldn't let me drop the class. I was so angry. 

I Just Want To Experience Life.

I REFUSE TO STAY IN BALTIMORE.

I have a chance to get leave, and I'm leaving. I feel as though there is nothing for me here. Now, don't get me wrong, I love Baltimore, and this is my home, but I have to leave. I believe it's the best move. In order to achieve what I want in life, I need to go where the opportunities are. To be honest, I'm not sure what I want to do with my life (though I have many ideas), but I do know that I want to live in a big city. 

Recently, I've been told that I have to pick one thing that I want to pursue for the rest of my life. Why do I have to do one thing? Why can't I do all the things I want, and more?

New York Baby.

My cousins birthday is always around Thanksgiving. So we decided to go to New York for his birthday. We left early Thanksgiving day and came home on Saturday. I had so much fun with them. There's never a dry moment when I'm with these two and there mother. On Friday, I went shopping .That was my first time shopping on Black Friday. It was amazing. If I could do it every year, I would.
One day, I want a place in New York. A penthouse with a view of the New York skyline would be nice, or a brownstone. Hey, why not shoot for both!
On Friday night, we shopped in Times Square. Once again, I was shopping at 1:00 in the morning. For some reason, I feel a rush when I'm there. Maybe it's the lights, and the people.

"You're Gonna Be Great!"

Since I'm leaving for college soon, my father has decided to have these talks about staying focused and having ambition while I'm away at college. I really do appreciate him, but why did he wait so long to tell me this? I swear, the first time I heard, "You're going to make it in this world." was a couple of weeks ago. That's a shame. Not one person, has ever told me that or something to that degree. Instead, it seemed like people around me were dream killers. I remember in the third grade, I was telling my friend how one day, she was going to see my name in lights. She responded " Sharee, you're never going to be famous, so shut up!" After that, I was enraged and hit her in the face. 

My father has always been a hardworking man, but I never understood his work ethic and dedication until recently. He never really talked to me about ambition and drive, so it was never instilled in me. I wish it would've been. Now, I've developed a complacent spirit. I realize that I'm content with mediocre circumstances, and settling. I can't be like this anymore. I used to have BIG dreams, I wanted to do any and everything possible. I wanted to leave my mark on the world. But my aspirations were killed, because I let them be killed. This isn't a way to live. From this point on,I'm not going to let anyone stop me from accomplishing my dreams.

DREAM BIG!