TURNT UPPPP!!!!!!!

Last Day of School!!!!!!!!!!!!
So excited because I don't have to worry about seeing some of these lame people anymore. I can do me, and chill this summer. I have so many plans this summer that I can't wait. After tonight's performance

(CAN YOU SAY STAGE FRIGHT but I think I will be okay if I remember my lines),
 I just have to get my cap and gown and pay my outstanding fees and WALK ACROSS THAT STAGE for good. I have no worries after that. I going to just enjoy myself and my FREEDOM. Nobody's going to stop me, because it's already a done deal. Point blank period.

Shattered

I scream, breaking glass if I could, but you don't hear.
I cry but you don't see the shimmering saltiness running down my clefted cheeks.
What happened?
I'll tell you what happened.
I transformed into me.
Then you transformed into a monster.
That's why I screamed when the door closes and evil opens its snarling trap.
Spirits moan and rush at me in this nightmare.
Insanity pads across white blank hallways of mental instability.
This is worse than the nightmare on Elm Street.
What happened to me?
Where's the beautiful woman my mother once saw in me?
Is it ravaged like a metal plate-all bent and used up and useless?
Is there hope?
Yet all I can think of is that door closing, blood pumping and evil apporaching.
It's here.
You're here...
I scream, breaking steel but you don't hear.
My vocal cords raw and nonexistent.
On the brink of my death.
I stare up at my murderer with wide eyes.
A question forms on my lips...
What happened?



Through A Child's Eyes

Through a child's eyes he sees a world that's in utter darkness.
A world where hell-bent demons run rapid creating a trail.
Through a child's eyes they see that same trail flow like a river boiling full of innocent yet tainted blood.
Through a child's eyes they watch and learn from the world's best actors-
Their parents.
Everyone wants to be something they aren't yet they want to reach the top.
Through a child's eyes they speak words that don't go in one ear and out the other.
So at a young age they can teach you a lesson or two.
Through a child's eyes, they recognize the need to step up to the plate when their parents are blinded by fate.
There's no escape.

Regrets

Have you ever had regrets?
                Have you ever felt a need to cry,
To plead with extraterrestrial beings for a second chance
               At life's past mistakes.
How can I experience heartache when I've barely learned to love?
              How can I stop thinking about you when...
All I want to do is kiss you...
             But I'm scared you'll never kiss me back.
I can't face the worst.
           When I keep seeing you.
Hearing you.
           Breathing you.
I know I need you in my life.
          I guess I'm willing to wager if God can give me a second chance.
Then will you?
         Let's please not have any regrets
Because I love you.



If Then...

If then words were unspoken.The world would be mute, at a stand still until the next word is spoken.

If then, the world did not have color.

Prejudice and racism would not roam the earth looking for the unsuspecting victims.

If then, people could not visit their own psych, would there then be mental instability?

If then, beauty did not compromise or morph with every turn.Love would not be choked like weeds, but blossoms freely like unearthened happiness.

If then form was caged like an angry tiger, what happens to life?

Does it meld together, creating a never-ending unity?

If then, life, consisting of all these things, disappears from existence.

My very soul will sprout wings and fly away,

That twinkling distant star, and like everything else-

Disappears within...

Heart Break

He told me that he loves me.
He told me that he wanted me.
He'd make my life comfotable and take care of me.
But he lied.
He saw that flames burn and ran.
He saw that he was too close to giving his heart away
He was so close to indecent exposure.
I was already stripped of my defenses.
I was already exposed.
But I already gave him my heart.
So is that fair that his intuition pays off while I'm left signing my life away.
I'm confused.
"We need sometime apart..."
"If we keep doin this we goin be in sumthin we don't want..."
What does that mean?
Now I have to pretend I never met him.
Pretend he didnt supply my heart with life.
Forget he was the only one I talked to.
I have to pretend I never met him...
It hurts though.
Heart break hurts.
                                                            Now what?



New Orleans Mother's Day Shooting

New Orleans is not done with correcting its violent history. Yet another incident involving a shooting has wounded 19 people during a Mother's Day parade. Its sad, because its supposed to be a time of celebrating all our mothers have done for us, and we all know too well that noone's mother would approve of their son involved in a shooting. The man must have been crying out for help, yet that doesn't excuse his actions. Its unnecessary to go around shooting people all because you are hurting. My heart really goes out to people like that, because they are suffering, and just need some mental help.Seriously.

Maya Angelou Shall Go Down In History

Favorite Female poet, because she represents everything I stand for- A young, black female trying to survive in a world where you have to do for yourself.   Still I Rise
by Maya Angelou
You may write me down in history With your bitter, twisted lies, You may trod me in the very dirt But still, like dust, I'll rise. Does my sassiness upset you? Why are you beset with gloom? 'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells Pumping in my living room. Just like moons and like suns, With the certainty of tides, Just like hopes springing high, Still I'll rise. Did you want to see me broken? Bowed head and lowered eyes? Shoulders falling down like teardrops, Weakened by my soulful cries? Does my haughtiness offend you? Don't you take it awful hard 'Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines Diggin' in my own backyard. You may shoot me with your words, You may cut me with your eyes, You may kill me with your hatefulness, But still, like air, I'll rise. Does my sexiness upset you? Does it come as a surprise That I dance like I've got diamonds At the meeting of my thighs? Out of the huts of history's shame I rise Up from a past that's rooted in pain I rise I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide, Welling and swelling I bear in the tide. Leaving behind nights of terror and fear I rise Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear I rise Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave, I am the dream and the hope of the slave. I rise I rise I rise. Wonder Woman 

Revelations

If we are ballerinas in tap dancers shoes how can we make one voice heard
Among bigger stronger bellows.
Instead of playing "Cat & Mouse" with James Patterson
Or learning how to be the ones taking pictures that solidifies graduation as the Resurrection.
So again, I ask, if life were set like a stage who would be the actors?
Will five minutes in the limelight be enough to get you to worry about the intruders to your heart, your life?
Or are a puppet, because who's pulling your strings?
Don't you get it, do you need a flashcard saying "CAUTION! HOT!" before you gulp it down?
If so, why bother telling you about my revelations if you can't understand limitations...

Senior Year

Senior year went by fast, but I enjoyed it. I got to do everything that I wanted to do, and more...But it was hectic as well. Everything that I had to pay for was expensive and ridiculously crazy. Although I can say that it was well worth it.I get to go out with a bang, but imagine what senior year in college would be like...That's going to be a blast for real! For now I am slightly nostolgic, but I don't think of it as a means to an end, more so a beginnning or a continuation seeing as I will see these same people I see everyday in college.



            So, I'd like to make a shoutout to CLASS OF 2013!

Sleep

Last night I SLEPT GOOD
 When I don't get any sleep I tend to be
                     
                 CRANKY
      EASILY IRRITATED
                                 SLOWLY RESPONSIVE
        BAGS UNDER MY EYES
             SLUGGISH


But thats not me today. I slept good because I went to bed at a decent time when I usually stay up until after midnight.

"About Her" by: James Beard

Fresh air, blue skies

Somebody named Jamie

Opened my eyes

To a smile

To a laugh.

 

Overwelmed

Confusing emotion with speed

Is like telling a baby not to cry.

But thats just it

Emotion comes with tears

If your moving at the speed of light.

How can you savor?

How can you see what's real?

Sometimes emotion is blessed carefulness

That may take years to over come and control.

But what if you can't control that emotion?

What if you don't want to...?

 

 

Love

Snapped!

 
Jagged edges ripped through her mind snagging on the prongs of her inner emotions
What has she done?
There wasn't enough sides to the square she boxed herself in.
She was suffocating as each tear drenched her paper.
With each tear a piece of her dripped, the paper consuming it.
Her life was on the page now.
Her eyesight of what really mattered slightly faded,
Muiltcolored thoughts dotted her retinas.
To the world she was already blubber faced
And post-mortemized.
Her mother had told her she wasn't supposed to feel like this...
Dying wasn't supposed to ignite and spark every single atom of her being.
As the password to her heart gushed a dark red.
The color of maturity.
That little girl was deceased,
Because she had fallen in love...

Prom

Prom is supposed to be special, and memoriable. My parents tell me that "Yes, you should go, because its a once in a lifetime opprotunity." But I say, if its so special, why is it when I want something, or need something you tell me that the

"price tags are too high"

"You're on your own"

"I'm sorry I can't help you"

What's depressing is I am broke.

Prom just costs too much on top of all the other senior things that need to be paid for.

Yet, prom is supposed to be a once in a lifetime opprotunity...
so why should I miss out....

Generation Y....
      90's babies were born, and everything went live! We are special, but yet we came with our own pressing issues such as peer pressure, and stress in becoming an adult. Everyone is always trying to wear the cutest clothes or the lack there of. Its sad that when its raining, and snowing, girls walk out the house with nothing but short skirts and sleeveless tops. Its appalling for real.
     Sex is another thing that is raging in the classrooms. Just the other day someone I knew came in class and started bragging about how she got some that morning before school. I just shook my head. Some of our generation just needs a reality check, because the last time I checked...
  

    SEX=PREGNANCY

  SEX=STD's & STI's

  
 The question is what are we going to do about it?
 We've done enough raising awareness, and making our voice heard. It's time for action. Thats my question.That's my voice. That's my icing on the cake.

World hunger is a big issue, because if we have enough to binge eat and cause the level of obesity to rise, why can't we raise the same levels in poverty stricken places. Third world countries don't know what it feels like to walk down the street to a McDonald's or Wendy's, yet we complain about not wanting to put to pieces of bread together to make a sandwich.Fighting world hunger may take a while, but its not proactive if the rich are constantly getting richer, and the poor are getting poorer. We are spoiled and children in other countries look like this:

Hunger

Sweet succulent goodness drips down his chin like fire-tinged honey.
Desire swarms like bees on a rampage across my heated skin.
My fingertips brush across his arms tracing the ruins of the past.
Black and blue with disease.
The world at its lowest.
What does it mean to ache?
To crave, to covet?
To itch for something thats only for observation when each and every pore
Screams in Madness?
I stare at his skin stretched taut across a desert of parched bones
And envision a world where hunger is more than no food.
Wide eyes and open mouths ache for more than the simple crumbs sidled in between the grains of sand.
A world of greed.
His cheekbones that stick out like giant boulders amongst the rivers of tears from his eyes
And stained lips tell a story.
My eyes wonder down to look at the sticks layered in flesh attached to narrowed hips
And makes me question how I ended up in his arms captivated by his...his...
What is it, pity?
Or just a need to help?
Is this what it feels like to be hungry?
To want what is only beyond your fingertips,
Your very touch?
Its like being helpless as well as hopeless as you stare the fate of the world in the face
And only can observe its destruction from behind tinted frames.
Half-hearted 200 nuclear ton bullets are nothing compared to humanity's greatest desire slash Achilles heel dipped in...hunger...
Through him I have seen what it means to ache, to crave.
Is it me looking in the mirror?
Am I the one that needs help?
Do I have someone  out there who pities the starvation in my eyes?
Or am I ALONE...?

Some Poem About Him...

Temperary forevers make happily never afters
As he picks the petals from your heart strings.
His words mean nothing to you as the syllables and consonants
Slither in and out your ear.
As he uses pliers to pluck your emotions one by one to rid his garden of weeds.
You are trapped by his perfect eyes, perfect nose, perfect mouth.
His perfect way to get you to noticeeverything BUT what matters.
So when he asks you for your name
You forget to ask him for his because the only thought going through your head is-
He noticed me.
What is it with girls going bananas for apes who haven't quite caught up with evolution yet?
Why can't we face it?
We have a habit of over compensating and underestimating how well someone can break a heart.
The snake in the garden of Eden suffocated mine, and snapped it in half.

Motivation

Its that feeling that drives me.
Takes me to the highest point in the world.
This wait may be long.
Its an aching distance.
How many times have I thought
Should I walk taking care to reshape the damage done to my life?
Should I run to escape the shadows sticking to the light so's not to fear what I can't see?
I try not to admit nightmares are real.
Should I sprint to avoid looking in the sea glass as the stars tell my forecast by measuring my stripped imperfections?
Why do I catch myself questioning purpose when I walk through ill-drawn circles...

 

Tragedy strikes Boston, because somebody decides to let not just one bomb but two to explode during the Boston Marathon. This is crazy because the Boston Marathon was a tradition that they do every year, and for someone to ruin it was so wrong.It was messed up because people lost family and friends. People died, and got injured, and were put in the hospital. So I just want to know what the person or persons were thinking concerning this insanity...

I'm a poet, and I LOVE WRITING POETRY.

   My boyfriend loves me so much that he lets me take bubble baths
   While He threatens my life with ELECTRICITY.
   He tattoos his LOVE on my body with the imprints of his fists
   And the brute strength of teenage angst.
   Do I love him for it?
   My boyfriend is an ARTIST.
   He's brilliant.
    I'm his living BARELY BREATHING sculpture where
   He has chipped away my jagged edges....
   And clipped my Blue Jay Wings.
       
    I am his CREATION
    His PRESENTATION to the world except-
    The bruises to my heart are safely
    Tugged
    Not branded on my sleeve
     I'm his purple-hearted girl.
 
     I never tire of the empty sentences
     And WHITE CANVAS stares
     Because that's what I anticipate
     Every night at dinner.

     I practice my flinching at the shadows
     That bare his face
     Because he's a FALLEN ANGEL.

   

Music is my passion. I love to listen to music because thats what I do to fall asleep. It helps to clear my mind, and calm my nerves. Its a way to relax, and either really think deeply about something or forget your problems. I like it because it has so much diveristy, and variance. Everyone has music as a part of there lives. Its a part of life period

"Today's been crazy because  our school is on lockdown. We aren't allowed to go outside the classroom. I was scared. I ain't goin lie, and when the the coach call himself using his key to get in the computer lab, me and everybody else almost broke their necks trying to get away from the door. I was mad because I had no signal in the computer lab. I wanted to pass the time texting...."

Today's a good day for me. I'm getting my grades up, and trying to do the right thing. I met up with an old friend that I hadn't seen since elementary school, and we caught up. Sometimes you have good friends, or they could be your best friend, and when you go to a different school, your lives change. Ya'll take different paths in life. Today I'm reminiscenting.

Since I am a senior in high school, I feel as though everything I do counts 100%, and that I have to use effort for everything so that I can get into a excellent college, not just a "good" college, because I plan on being great. I feel like its my time to shine, and show the world my true colors, because that's how people find their way in the world. I'm the time of girl that knows how to get what I want, because I'm ambitious. I'm intelligent in every way. I love writing , and expressing myself through words though I feel like words can sometimes be limiting and don't fully communicate my point. I just love me!!!!!!!!

 10 YEAR PLAN              
                I plan on attending college at North Carolina Agricultural & Technical University in Greensboro, North Carolina. I want to major in Computer Engineering, because I love exploring how technology works, and I want to learn more about it, and how it effects our future generations. This would be my 4 year plan for the next 4 years, but after that I will be focusing on my career and landing a great job in a major software company. My fall back plan would be minoring in psychology, and going into therapy. I love to analyze things and how people perceive and accept things. Human reactions to the real world fascinate me. I plan on getting married and having my own children with someone who is intelligent, and successful in life. He doesn't have to have a lot of money, but I want him to be doing something for himself. I want him to know what he wants to be in this world.

Jamie Wharton

Journalism

Coleman

March 18, 2013

 USHER RAYMOND IV

        Usher Raymond was born on October 14, 1978, and he is 34 years old. He has his real name as his stage name. He was born and raised in Dallas Texas until he moved with his mother, Jonnetta Patton, and brother, James Raymond, to Chattanooga, Tennessee. He went to Haynes Bridge Middle School, and the Performing Arts Magnet North Springs High School in Sandy Springs, Georgia.Usher had a handful of girlfriends off and on, but he didn't marry Tameka Foster until August of 2007.She already had 2 children, Darren, Ryan, and Kyle who passed away in a boating accident last year, in a previous relationship but together they had 2 sons, Usher Raymond V, and Naviyd Ely Raymond.When he performed in a talent show in Atlanta, he got his first recording contract. His first album, My Way, was the first to hit Billboard 100 Top Hits in the late 1990's.The World Leadership Conference is an annual initiative that brings together celebrities, influencers, newsmakers and accomplished youth from around the world, with the goal of educating and empowering young people in New Look’s four pillars: talent, education, career and service. It took place at Emory University June, 2012, in Atlanta, Georgia.He won many awards such as the American Music Award for favorite male artist in soul/R&B and Pop/Rock category for 8 years.He also won the BET Award for Male R&B Artist of the Year, Best Male R&B Artist, and Viewer's Choice for several of his albums and songs. Overall, I believe Usher has accomplished so much in this lifetime, and should be recognized for his geniusness. He deserves to be called the best when it comes to his career, because he out does everyone who has come after him. Noone has as much talent as he does, and he should get the Lifetime Award at the BET Awards 2013.

 Work Cited

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Usher_(entertainer)

http://www.blackcelebritygiving.com/2012/06/usher-gives-back-with-the-new-look-foundations-atlanta-third-annual-world-leadership-conference/

http://www.aceshowbiz.com/celebrity/usher/awards.html
http://www.biography.com/people/usher-38321