i gotta cell phone! I gotta cell phone! I gotta cell phone!

So i got a cell phone for Christmas my mom couldn't wait to see our faces so she let us open our gifts yesterday. Seeing that we would have no time to open girts at our house Christmas morning. I am writing this blog for my beloved cellular phone. I've decided not to let me have a cell phone rule my lyfe because I've been w/out and its not really that bad put I wanna enjoy it some more so this is the end of my blog!

What A Year!!

I think that 2008 started off crazy. I wasn't in the place I am now. I was so caught up in what my friends thought of me, terrible relationships, not doing anything academic in school. Everything was a mess. I had a boyfriend that really didn't do shyt for me, I found out who my true friends are, home drama, school dilemmas. But once I figured things for my self and made things clear, I got back on track but it didn't seem to be enough tho. I had a teacher that tried to prevent me from coming to Creative Arts. But now that im here i love it and my year has done nothing but gotten better!!!!!!

ABC 2008

A- All of nothing (not sure what that means yet LOL)

B- Boardem (I need a lyfe LOL) need to get out more with friends. I'm such a homebody that sucks too.

C- CELL PHONE: i would really like to have mine back! but do I reall deserve it? Gotta think about it!

D- Dishes hate doing them, so I have to do them every other week in my house but i hate doing them and when I don't i have to do them another week sucks huh?

E- EVERYTHING GOING GREAT (for now) who know what happens next in the life of Rickeisha Powell

F- Frustration about school and grades!!

G- GOOD TIMES! I'm always laughing

H- Having fun even if I'm not (what ever that means LOL)

I- The INDEPENDENTS I would like to have but I don't know maybe I already do but hey.

J- Jokes that are dumb when I tell them not really good at it.

K- Kids that love me, lots of kids just seem to cling on too me ??

L- Loving friends

M- MOM that cares !!

N- NO PARTY'S! my mom doesn't approve of them but I can see Y.

O- Over pretective, my mom shelters her kids but sometimes I want too go out and make mistakes of my own and learn from them on my own. not saying that I wanna go find trouble but I just wanna be free for a little while.

P- Pretty cool teachers - i love my teachers a Creative Arts love them all (some of them)

Q- QUWEST

R- Rickeisha Powell Being me constantly! :p

S- Sleeping in Becky's room in the morning LOL

T- talent

U- unusual events

V- very lucky this year

W- WHY ME?

X- X-Mas - luv it

Y- Young Life, Best place to e on Mondays.

Z-

identity crises continue comming to the END!

OK realization here: My dad said it point blank. this whole identity is just a way for me to find me not were i can fit in. I've been going about this the wrong way. These cloths aren't me. I think I like skinny jeans and graphic tees. The rocker chick look yup thats totally me all the way!

So yesterday dad took me shopping he was smiling the whole time. Weird. But he was pretty happy when we talked about my Identity crises yesterday. And me and Becka are friends again. Now I'm friends with Liz, Janaya, and Shawn and we have even started or own chick click we are the rocker chicks. As far as Jake and I we go out and everybody knows!

But this whole thing was to impress, I guess when we find out who we as a person everyone will except who we are and if they dont oh well. Just as long as you know who you are nothing any one else says matters

identity crises continue 3

This morning I went to school And Liz started talking to me like we were best friends. Becka once again acted as if we were never friends. And Jake never looked at me. I heard him ask someone if I was the new girl. I just wanted to go home and hide under my covers. Just when I thought the day was over I was told I had to make up the gum period I missed the day before. I got there and I seen Shawn in the locker room I talked to her about Jake and the team. OK side bar: I would so love to be a lady jock. that way it would be ok to go-out with Jake and no one couldn't say anything, but back to the story. Shawn said the Janaya asked him out but he said no the he was in to some one else. Int the back of my mind I wanted it to be me but i know that wont happen. Just then I only have two days to figure out this whole changing thing. O no!

identity crises continue 2

OK side bar: I have never had any thing like this happen to me. This is to weird. Later that day I was talking to Liz it was so weird, but all conversations with her is weird. I was asking her about her being Goth, its sounds cool,I wounder what it would be like. After Talking to Liz I went to my last class of the day Ms. Sennett's and when I got there sat across from Jake. He didn't say word to me like he never talked to me. He did pass me a note that said:

Dear Laurette
I really like you but it wouldn't work out because no one would approve.
Can you meet me Friday in the old tree house.
truly, JAKE

After reading that letter I was ecstatic about the whole thought of our secret love that we would have. But what if this was a popular kid joke that they play on he nerdy kids? So i wrote a letter back and asked if that was the starting of cruel joke, he assured me that it wasn't and i agreed to meet him. The next day my wardrobe was totally different. Everything was black and hot pink, and my dad called me L this morning. Yup you guessed it I'm totally Goth. Still thinking of how this happen it slipped my mind about Jake. U dropped everything and begged my dad not to make me go to school. He just said that it was pointless not to go to school because of the way I look. He acted as if this was the way I dressed all the time. Crazy huh?

identity crises continue

OK side bar, what do I do? I mean I like him so much, what if this is a dream? I know I was going out on an edge but I told him yes. The party was on Saturday, today is just Monday I had 5 days to figure this all out. After my last class of the day I got on the bus and all the seats in the front of the but where taken. And Janaya stud up and said that she saved a seat for me. I got off the bus and my dad wasn't waiting for me like he always does.

When I went in the house to ask him why he wasn't out side waiting for me,he said I asked him not to. Every thing was happening go fast. I ran to my room and shut the door, and stayed 'til dinner. After dinner I went back to my room. I thought all that happen today. Maybe I was dreaming all a long. After doing my homework I went strait to bed. The next morning I woke up and everything seemed to be as it was before yesterday. All the girlish clothes were gone and it was back to baggy t-shirts and jeans. My dad called me by the usual name. I sit in the front of the bus, and talked to Becka at lunch. This was so freaky whats happening to me!!

Identity Crises

I found the when i went to sleep last night I had brown hair, hazel-brown eyes, and was atom boy looking girl. But I also remember meeting a girl named Janaya Bacs. I remember wanting to be like her, popular and pretty. And now instead of baggy jeans and long t-shirts, there are skirts,tiny shirts,and non baggy jeans in my closet. My dad is calling me Laurette instead of is usual "god morning Etty" . I look in the mirror this morning and I looked like a.. A GIRL!! When I got to school this morning Janaya talked to my like we were friends, she even invited me to her party and commented on my outfit, witch she never does. Thinking to myself while waking to class how crazy this day was going. At lunch I went to sit with Becka my bestfriend since the first grade, but she wouldn't talk to me and just pointed over where Janaya and the other popular kids were. Ok by now my head was spinning around so fast I couldn't catch myself. I had to wake up from this nightmare. After lunch I was in Ms. Sennett's class and she move me from the front to the back, t told her that i always sat in the front and she assured me that I sat in the back by Jake (the boy I've liked since forever). And the craziest thing happened, he asked me to go with him to Janaya's party with him.

All I want for Christmas

All I really want for Christmas is to spend time with family. I want my Mom to be happy. My brother to enjoy his gifts and for me to get through this year with good grades.

But if I was to want a gift I would want a MP3 player of a digital camera or some other hi-tech somethin'. (LOL!) But I its always hard to shop for me I change my mind too much. So maybe what I need is a visa gift card that way i can change my mind as many times I want.

But i realize now that it doesn't really matter what I get I will love and like it. I remember when me and my brother would have a long list of what we wanted for Christmas, mostly all the toys they had a camerical for. And every Christmas we always opened our gifts on Christmas eve.

But this Christmas I know will be different full of family and a joyful atmosphere!

Fame

I would like to be famous for singing or poetry but what will I be willing to go through. when I think of everything you see and how any little thing you do someone can always take it out of its context and next thing you know your face is on the cover of every gossip magazine there is. I make me but thankful that no one knows my name. When I really thing about it I don't think that I would want to do it. Fro what I have seen it takes allot out of you. How do you go though life as a star but not be in the lime light for crazy reasons. Do you think that if Brittney Spears wasn't a star would we even know half the things we know about her? People have jobs making these people's lives miserable.

My writing

I think that a pay close attention to the detail in my writing, and really use it well. I think i express well (I mean they had a while to find the problem. It makes you wounder what is more important, your children or their money. Why not find the problem and fix it? I guess a couple times its by mistake but when you look at all the toys that where recalled you can no longer look at it that way.(from recalled toys). I think i also use a lot of metaphors for expression and to help people understand that point that I was trying to make ( Teens the have bubbles like no other kind, we stay wrapped up in,girls/guys, hanging out, and the next best thing. (from don't for get to smell the flowers). I think because I use writing as my way of expression Its become easy for me to write where it flows. Its wasn't always easy though I think I've had allot of practice and wonderful teachers to help me better express my self. but as far as grammar and all that goes its tossed out the window, I know thats not the best kinda thing but like I was told by my English teacher (in the 7th grade) thats why we have spell check. Not always the best thing to do,but, when expressing me there is nothing spell check can do!!

from anothers eyes

This writer writes with all emotion. She takes things and makes them lively. Its almost like shes telling you her story to you as if you where right in her shoes. You can tell that she is really engaged in writing everything flows very well. The reading is easy you can really feel what this person felt its almost like she wanted you too. She also tells you a story. More so than it just telling a story, there's detail and you want to be engaged instead of just half listening like most people do. She is a great writer.

Magnet Poerty

Passion and Music

Morning voice that smiles when
you adore time, we dance together
warm exploring Me & Music
the sweet pleasure of joy in my soul
running through my body
she whispers sad song of her
true hearts romantic hold
on her love for Music

How we Talk

Growing up in I've learned that there are times to talk different ways:

1. Talking Proper: I was taught that when conducting business, to use proper edict. By not talking as if I were talking to one of my friends. Being respectful to the person I'm talking to. Using proper grammar, eye contact, and so on down the line.
2. Slang/text talk: using slang and text talk is something everybody does. To "text talk" is a way of saying every thing i need to but not really saying as much. You could take a 4 minute conversation and turn it in to a 2 minute one, easy. Slag on that other hand is just prefix's and missing letters. We all use it just some more that most.
   

I was also taught that there is always a time and a place to use the different ways of talk. Like a round my friends and family, its all slang and text talk. But in a school setting, Its proper edict, all letters and no prefix's (LOL). But the fun part is listing to other people talk, all different. My favorite is a strong southern accent more (for lac of better words) how younger black kids talk that. Me i will make up things and hope they catch on LOL. I have my own slangwitch LOL.

What A Weekend

For Thanksgiving everyone joined at my gramparent's house. There was lots of food, but looking at it some of it was weird to see at Thanksgiving. Like: wild rice, chilly, baked beans. But it was nice to see family that I hadn't seen in a while. It's seems every Thanksgiving things very from the people that come, the food get a little more interesting (LOL). But one thing never fails my aunt is always cleaning afterward. But it was fun lots a laughs. It was so funny to watch everyone watching my grampa's retirement party. Seeing my mom so young was too funny; he features haven't changed a bit. I think every family occasion needs to be taped so that we can all look back and laugh at our younger selves.

Friday we went back over to my gramparent's house to have leftover thanksgiving dinner. As a family we watch movies. Its nice to have that time with family.

Saturday and Sunday was chill just slept and watched tv.

Being Thankful

Last night I had a heartfelt conversation with my mom. Things were brought to my attention that I guess i dramatized things allot and live in a unrealistic world. So I think I'm thankful for what I did have, and still have. In someone else's eyes I may have the world but because I looked at things so drastically different that I think I was the cause of all my missing out.

My Mom, we have our ups and downs but I love her more that any thing in this world. I never that deep about that 'til sometime ago but if I didn't have her my whole world would fall apart. I never thought about of the reasons why I have what I have, and why I strive do so much more for my self. At first I was Doing it to prove people wrong, but once i seen the look in my mothers eyes when I got my report card she had a smile on her face, and from that point I strived for nothing less than that big smile. I thankful that I have a Mother like the one I have she goes out of her way to do for her children and never gives up.

My Brother, we have so many differences, but i would run to his rescue when ever he needs me. I will stick up for him even if that means puttin my foot in someones mouth. Hes my brother and I love him. At times we have times that we fuss,fight,and argue but through all that when it all come down to it hes my brother and that I can never change. So I'm thankful that hes my brother and maybe in the near future we will get along.

Some day our family will be closer that ever!!!

From The One Who's Kept There Herat Secret

A Heart, built up of brick walls and emptiness. So hollow you can hear the echos, from my chess to my finger tips. Tho my heart still pumps with hopes and dreams, yet also pumping negative things into my blood stream. My heart is a lock with no key, so the world can only see the exterior of me. For the people on the out side looking in, Let me explain it once and NEVER again:

I've locked every door or window that there is to look deep into my heart. So many emotions covered by loud laughter, dum jokes, and a smile that never fails to fade and turn gray. How can a heart heal when it's been: lied to, stolen from, riped, played with, taken for-granted, broken, and turned cold? How do you take so many emotions and put them all in one place? My heart aches everytime I feel like I've shown false emotion. How can I hide the fact that I'm drained out; so drained that I've never let anyone get closer than the exterior of me. Never to know when this bull shyt we call love is but, when i find out, it will have the privilege to find the key to my HEART

AWW APEX

luv yet hate,

the class im in now is really cool but yet i think it can be better. There are dates set that you have to do things. i think the deadlines are compleatly unfare for the a mount of time you have to do them. They want you to be done with a whole chapter in one week, witch is so unreallistic because even in a inperson class thats not always posible. Sometimes it gets to be TOO MUCH! I think you should be albe to submit things online. Tachers that have a lac of knoleage in sertin fileds are currecting our papers based off what the answers tell them they should be. I have a spinash teacher for APEX (nothing aginset her just example) how is she currecting my english papers! I JUST DON'T GET IT!

Fecall Toy Follow up

So Many toys. Why make a toy and then recall it. I know these toy company's are loosing lots of money. When i think about the whole thing its really dumb. They recall toys for many different reasons. One of the articles said; 544,000 toys recalled because of high lead levels. What is happening from the time these toys are made to the time they are being put on the shelves in retail and toy stores. I mean they had a while to find the problem. It makes you wounder what is more important, your children or their money. Why not find the problem and fix it? I guess a couple times its by mistake but when you look at all the toys that where recalled you can no longer look at it that way.

Recalled Toys

It's always just around Christmas that so many toys that so many toy's are recalled. People but these kids toys and then have to take them back. When I was about 10 i got a Cabage Patch doll that i really liked and my mom had to take it back and i was really sad about that. Whats your take on it ??


Find out more tomarrow

Don't for get to smell the flowers

People all over the world have important things that they worry about. people pass by life so trapped in bubbles that they don't even know there in. Teens the have bubbles like no other kind, we stay wrapped up in,girls/guys, hanging out, and the next best thing. Adults have a totally different bubble they are always concerned in working, raising there kids (if they have any), and anything else adults od in there lives. kids just do what ever there minds say they want to do LOL. but if we all just take some time to smell the flowers things could just be a little better!!!!!!


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:( BST and MCA

Why is it that to graduate you has to take this test that no one ever wants to take in the first place. And what happens people don't pass? It is already hard to graduate for me. The time that they give you those test is such ripoff. I read really slow and not to good at understanding what i read and you get 30 mins. on each section. And there is always allot to read. I think its a wast of time and a wast of money to make kids take the test that done the road could be there biggest reason why kids don't graduate. You can't even think of getting a job with out a high school diploma. So why make it even harder????

blogs i read (What young Girls write about)

Ava 16

I think its really cool that she has started a blog. She seems like a cool person. But it seems that she will use her blog to vent about school, home life, and other teenage stuff. maybe it will be a good way to get things off her shoulders. her writing is kind of all over the place like she has so much to say but her mind is just working faster than her computer keys

Rin Reizei 14

She just writes about school and how its kinda hard for her to understand things. Like most young people write about just getting side tracked and venting about everything they feel. her writing is very hard to read it like she put words where she thought they should and she tends to write in a type of code.

Emile sings 15

Emile is not so much like the other 2 girls she has been writing about her moving to a new house and how she feels about it being Pink LOL! she has also posted pictures and has written about her hair cut. Her writing is very clear she seems like a person that types slow so it tends to be very easy to read and its cleaner that what you would expect most teenage girls blogs to look or sound like

Angrea 16

Topical teen age girl. The fist blog i read was about the hills.(LOL) shes totally into fashion and just the girly stuff. I think i would totally love to be friends with her she seems like she got a wonderful personality. From what I've read it sounds like she writes as if she were right next to you having a conversation :D

Mai Chou Vang 16

She's totally different from the other 4 girls who's blogs I've read. she write with heart and uses metaphors. her write style is very mature and she seems to be some one that will be a really good blog to follow! :D

I am Not What You Say I am!!

I am not my hair, I am not this skin, I am not your expectations no no, I am not my hair , I ma not this skin, I am a soul that lives within! "India Arie-I am not My Hair"

Since I was little I've been talked about and teased. Growing up it was hard for me, i didn't know who i was as a person. And i wasn't very outgoing kind of quite and not that good at making friends. so i would look at what other kids would do and how many friends they had. I began to act and would want to dress the way they did. Boy did i have an identity crisis (LOL). that was in grade school. When i got to 7th and 8th grade i made a name for myself as the "Bad Girl" and it got me a lot of friends but it also had me in trouble every other day with my teachers. I was just about done with 8th grade when I read a book called The skin I'm in. That helped me kinda find out who I was as a person. My first year of high school a started kinda started to do my own thing; but i got me the same result people where still taking about me. So I talked to my mom and she helped me find away to not let it bother me so much so i began to laugh at what they said and to make jokes too. Now i found who i am as a person and nothing people say get to me I am conferable whit who I am and no one else can say anything

DIFFERENT !!!!

A lyfe I Live

From the age of 2 I didn't have a father. He would come and go but I just wasn't enough. I felt like my heart was half empty. So I got mad at every one and every thing. I blamed everyone but the person i needed to. As a child things where hard and I didn't know how to handle things that i felt so strongly about so i just acted out. (Witch got me nowhere.) And because of that a lot of people in my family did not want to be around me because of they way i acted. But to to me they just didn't love me. so i just pushed everyone way and thought things would be better if i just didn't love anyone afraid that they would just up and leave

Just About Me

I love the worm summer air,movies at the drive through,zoomin down the street with the music really loud. laughin at the wired things people are saying in the back ground when I sit in the frunt seat of the car lookin out the window and all thoughts too my self. I live like there will be no tomarrow but jus in the summer time. In the winter im looked in the house where it is worm all the time. where i love to write spoken word and poetry. To share with the world some day!