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The Ignorant World We Live IN! 

How does a movie determine if I’m white or black??

If I curse

Why I dont smoke

Or drink

Get loud

Be ratchet

Act like other black people

Does that make me white? 

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This goes back to when I was in a discussion and because I never watched one of Eddie Murphy’s movies I was questioned….

I was asked, “Are you black?” “Do you curse?” 

I laughed because it was a family member of my bf’s but when I thought about it,

this actually pissed me off!!!

My bf and I had a strong disagreement about it that night.

The type of movie I watch doesn’t have to do with race.

White people watch black movies…does that make them black?

NO.

People always say ignorant things…. especially black people!!! Continue reading

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You Right There! STOP Slackin’ Off!

U ever work with somebody that makes u wanna quit?

I have a few times!!! Let me tell ya

*Disclaimer* As you can see, I am FED UP with my co-workers, this is why I am venting about them in a few separate posts because they are different topics and deserve to stay separated! 

So as seen in my previous post, you know my job title, but let me give you the hours more clearly…

7Am to 3pm

3pm to 11pm

11pm to 7Am

Okay soooo…. 

I have this one co-worker on my 3p-11p shift whom was used to the overnight shift and couldn’t adjust to the busy 3p to 11p shift. Her first week she was not doing her job properly. For example, we are entitled to open client doors as requested each day and she didn’t want to open doors. Each worker usually takes turns doing so, but this breed just didn’t want to do it. 

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Aye What’s Good!?

I have NEVER been apart of the ghetto crowd, but I have observed them and I can just smh (shake my head)….

I was raised in a different environment from those of NY kinship…

Fellow readers if you visit NYC, you will understand what I mean….

The cursing, the ignorant thinking, way people talk and walk, etc…

Have I cursed in my lifetime? Sure. 

Is it every sentence or after every word? NO! 

Not my style. 

When I tried cursing heavily in my teenage years, it was to fit in and I had to check myself like SIS noooooo that is not you. 

Immediately stopped cursing. 

It is a NY thing, I’ll say. 

When I went to Iowa, I became better in my vocabulary, learning what to say and when….do you know how many people in Iowa actually thought I was from Iowa?!! I tell you I am different! 

But the slang of NY never left me!! Huuurrddddd? (hehe used 1) 

Okay Sooooooo let me break down some experiences to y’all that’ll show why NY is ghetto and IF you work for the right company, you’ll definitely see the ratchet, ghetto black people all in one room or in that business period. 

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No Shade But……Men Really Are Crazy!!!

They say women are the crazy ones but 

Tuh! 

Naaahhhh playa

Men are the real psychos

Idk if it’s great sex or their mental….

Probably both 

Buuuttt these mofos are crazyyy

U hear me bloggers C-R-A-Z-Y!!!!

They don’t know wtf they be saying sometimes. Mostly be bullshit then try to cover it up like it’s not BS. 

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Revamp this 2017!

Omgosh you don’t even understand how happy I am to see 2017!! 

So what I’m 4 month and some weeks late. 😛

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I’m sure you seen this allll over social media but it was sooooo my life!

I talked a little or a lot about certain resolutions but chose to just let 2017 go with the flow.

I am aiming for better than last yr.

2016 flew by but also took me thru all hell!!

I am proud of who I’ve because I found the growth within me.

27 is reaching upon me shortly and I can only hope I get better with age!

But seriously, I need a redo!

2017 started with such a headache, all I wanted to do was press the rewind button Continue reading

Creative Writing Feature: Alternate Story Greeting Card Story

SEE FIRST VERSION OF THIS POST HERE: Creative Writing Feature!

*I made NO edits, this is how I wrote it in the class*

* This was also the original story, before the 1st one I posted. The class hated this one, but I liked my concept….although now I prefer the one I tagged above :D*

I really dislike going to work. It drives me nuts. I am not the standard pharmacist that just has a miserable time at work. I enjoy making the customers laugh, although they look at me like something is wrong.

Is it my uniform?

I stand at the register and wonder if this is true every time they turn away from me. I can’t help it, I’m eccentric.  At times when I am on the floor, I receive blank stares for what feels like longer than five minutes. As an observer, I am also really good at figuring out who is analyzing my horrendous outfit. I didn’t choose to wear these clothes; this is what I have to deal with since I started working at this dump.

The managers thought it would be a great idea for me to have on this bright red long sleeve shirt with random even and odd numbers displayed all over. I like to tell the joke of the day, “Do you know how many men it takes to screw in a light bulb?” I’ve been at this job for over thirty years, I deserve some humor every once in a while. Don’t you agree? Customers waiting for their prescriptions or refills look past me in deep thought or just roll their eyes.  They ignore me like I am a great big hole in the wall.

Do I scare them away with the perky expressions that follow my jokes? Someone once told me I remind them of the hip 70’s chic style with my big pink glasses and blue hair. My favorite fashion accessories are my earrings. Today I am wearing my light bulbs. Just as I was about to take my lunch, a handsome man appears.

He asks for his prescription for his grandma. I hand it to him, and as I am ringing him up, I am blissfully hypnotized and I don’t hear the joke slip out my mouth. He reads my name tag and says “Sally, why don’t you tell me that answer and I may take you to dinner.” I almost dropped the register as I answer, “Just one. He holds the bulb and waits for the world to revolve around him…..”

“Wake up sweetie. It’s your 18th birthday!” Kathy says to her daughter.

“Aww. Do I have to?” says Kristal as she crawls out of bed.

“Here, take this card Kris. I bought it just for you,” her mother says. Kristal snatches the card.

“Ahhhhhh!” Kristal tosses the card and quickly escapes out of her room.

“Hmm…..what’s gotten into her?” Kathy says as she places the card on the dresser.

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Creative Writing Feature: Short Story!

“Hurry up Haylee! I need to get you to school by 7!” She heads downstairs to make her and Haylee a bowl of cereal. She leaves the milk out for Haylee to put in her cereal herself. We are running low on Frosted Flakes thanks to Haylee eating it all. As she sits at the table alone, thoughts start to flush into her mind. Michael. She is her only daughter and her only child.

Haylee is a smart, good girl, reflecting the ways of  when she was a little girl. Mrs. Anderson rushes to the bathroom as she can no longer hold back her tears. She glances in the mirror, only to see the dark circles around her eyes from lack of sleep. She has been staying up all night, trying to plan today’s activity for her children.

I just want my kids to like me. Tears escape her as she tries to hold it in. Haylee will be done soon, she thinks as she hears the water upstairs cut off.  washes her face and attempts a smile for herself. Smile for Haylee.  

“Mom! Where are you? I’m all showered and ready to go” Haylee runs down the steps.

“I’m right here baby” Katie walks to back to the table. “Come on and eat.”

“Hey Mom, are you okay?” Haylee frowns as she pours the milk into her bowl.

“It’s nothing you need to worry about, Love,” Katie smiles.

As Haylee eats her cereal, Katie remembers the first time her kids at school called her Mrs. Anderson. She prefers the name Katie, but the kids say her last name is cooler. It reminds them of the comedian, Anthony Anderson. That was also her ex-husband’s last name. To this day, Haylee doesn’t know the truth. Mrs. Anderson feels it is best to just keep telling her daughter “we are living in two different worlds right now babe.”

While thoughts of her and Michael file into her mind, her kids at school and Haylee are her only distractions….

“Mom! Are you sure you’re okay? It’s 6:45 and I will be late if we don’t get in the car now like we always do” Haylee has her book bag, lunch bag and herself waiting by the door. Shit.

Katie was daydreaming and almost forgot that her day was just ahead of her. She rushes around the house searching for her items for the day. Lesson Planner, Composition notebooks, pencils, salad, cell phone, car keys, candy, and stress balls. There is one more thing Mrs. Anderson can’t live without so early in the morning. That is her Starbucks Natural Fusion Caramel Ground Coffee. She gets a pot going as she fixes Haylee’s hair. She has long beautiful brunette thick texture from her father’s side.  brushes it into a ponytail with a bang curling on the right side. Perfect! She looks at her own hair in the stainless steel sink while she is about to wash the dishes from cereal and last night’s dinner. Her hair is wavy today; she decided to try something new. One day, she will like to dye her hair. She grabs the travel mug out of the cabinet and pours the coffee in it with 4 sugars and extra caramel syrup.

 “Haylee, let’s get in the car sweetie” she says as she cuts off all the lights in the house.

Katie’s phone rings, but the call goes to voicemail. She glances over to read the caller id. Michael. She looks at the notifications and realizes she missed two calls from him. She presses her Bluetooth button on her steering wheel and proceeds to call him back.

“Good Morning Michael. You’re calling early”

“Yes. Good Morning to you too Katie. How’s my girl doing?”

Katie can’t tell if he’s asking about her or Haylee. She just knows it can’t be her. She concludes that he means Haylee. “Haylee is doing well. I’m taking her to school now. You’re interrupting her One Direction song by the way.”

Laughter shoots through the phone. “Sorry Haylee. Come say hi to Daddy!”

Haylee’s eyes light up. Mrs. Anderson smirks. “Hi Daddy! How are you?”

“I’m good babygirl. How are you?”

“Doing great! Even better if you let me listen to One Direction before I get to school.”

“Let me finish talking to Mommy and I promise you will.”

“Ok I Love You”

“Love you too babygirl.”

Mrs. Anderson is minutes away from approaching the school.

“Michael. I know there is a reason for your call. What’s the status?”

“Damn rushing me off! I see how it is.” He laughs.

Michael never takes things seriously. At least when it comes to Katie’s attitude.

“Damn ! Can’t a brother get some love? I’m doing fine thank you for asking.”

“That’s good to hear. Now cut to the chase.”

“I’m calling to confirm if it’s okay that Haylee comes with me this weekend? I want some father daughter time. I miss you….and I miss Haylee too.”

Katie is taken aback. “Well…uuhh….sure you can. Come pick her up Friday night. After I take her to see Monster’s Inc. I’ve been meaning to do that all week.”

“Okay I will. Do you mind if I join you two? You know I love me some kid movies.” This is true. Katie heart skips a beat. He knows how to sucker up to her.   

“Michael! You know-”

Haylee chimes in before she can finish her sentence. “Yeeessssss you can!”

“Alright it’s a date. I mean see you guys Friday. , I can’t wait to see you too you know?”

Katie closes her eyes. Count to ten. Inhale. Exhale. “Ohh Michael. How you do this to me.”  Michael sighs.

 “Mike, I will see you Friday. I have to go.”

“Okay. Love you guys.”

“We love you too.” They say in unison.

 “Haylee baby, have a good day at school today okay? Mommy will see you later smart girl!” She gives her a big hug and a kiss.

“Okay. I love you mommy! Have a good day too. Bye!” She kisses Katie and hugs her quickly before rushing off to her friend. Katie watches Haylee for a minute then runs to her car. She drives down to the Boys and Girls High School, remembering the conversation with Michael, and Haylee’s perfect smile every time she hears her dad’s voice.

Katie finds her parking spot and turns the car off. She enters the building in a new light. There’s some hope that the love she thought would never exist, can still have a candle lit. As her heels click down the hallway, she feels more confident than ever before. She has two people who love her unconditionally and that is all she needs. She approaches her class and everyone is seated, and in deep conversations.

“Hello class! How’s everyone doing today? I will take attendance and you will come up and grab a composition notebook and a #2 pencil. Today is free writing day in your journals. Tell me how you feel today and you know what?” She smiles toward the entire class.

Hands are raised frantically in excitement. She chooses a girl who is always so quiet in class. She seems rather familiar. Then it hits her. “Yes Charlene?”

“There’s candy for writing and participating? I can see it sticking out your purse.” She nods her head toward the bag.

“Yes. For each question I ask you today, there will be candy going around. This activity will continue onto tomorrow. Tomorrow will be a little bit different. I want you guys to start being interactive. This is an English class. We’re here to turn things around. Just think of me as Hilary Swank in Freedom Writers.”

Mrs. Anderson takes a seat. The class is boasting in laughter. “Sarah Baker. James Barnes. Christine Davis. Charlene Rose….” As she is calling attendance, she hands the journals and pencils out as promised. She takes one for herself.

“Class. I will be joining you in this activity. There are things I will like for you to know about me too. This can be our self reflections to becoming better students and for me, a better person and teacher.”

Mrs. Anderson’s day is only half complete.

 

 

 

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