When I was younger I used to take gymnastics. Handstands . In high school my english teacher was the diving coach, he convinced me to come try out for the diving team. I couldnt swim. But i made the team. I didnt do it though- I had to run track. I miss Ice Hockey. I sometimes scan through it, remember what it was like to skate in my schools ice rink with a stick in my hand. Freshman year of H.S. i wanted to try out speed skating, but the skates were 2000 dollars. I couldnt afford it. So i tried out for field hockey. Made that team- got to wear a skirt, that i used to make shorter by rolling up the top. First hat trick, 3rd game. It happens in threes.
I cut my hair off to the song liberation. End of july in the time of leo. My half permed half natural hair fell toward the ground and i just stared at it. Considered saving it but didnt want to accumulate more junk. I stood looking at my hair- staring at the strange curls that i had not seen since middle school. They looked back at me kinda scared. I quickly cornrolled them to hide them but like they always had before, they climbed out the braids in defiance. I brough t my hair over too oh my nappy hair in Oakland, CA, right next to the lake. The woman looked at my hair and said its gonna take awhile.
Commitment. I have a hard time with commitment. I have a hard time understanding i cant be impulsive and do what i want to when i want to. I interviewed for a job. I think i may have gotten it. They want a one year commitment. I really want the job, I dont want the commitment. Taking the job will force me to stay in Atlanta for another year. keyword force. Since when can one dictate to you where you need to stay and what you need to do. I was not a defiant child-my mom let me do what i wanted. Commitment is like tying a ballon to a rock. its for the enjoyment/comfort of others.
I joined myspace today.
I read about Ilyasah Shabazz
i ate lunch with delaine
i walked the two miles to school and stopped at the library.
I talked to a few people at school.
I walked to the MARTA
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myspace is wack--just like friendster and every other lame ass connecting people shit on the internet.
aliiSUN---search for me; i'm "nam myoho renge kyo" --although i haven't logged on in a minute, add me :)
yeah i say myspace is wack, as i recently updated my profile...
i'm such a contradiction
@kili-I been tried to add you- im waiting for you to not act all brand new and accept me as your friend. You know my feelings got a little hurt when you didnt respond to my request. Its like im puttin in a whole lotta work and gets nothing in return. OK im doing too much-. Its cool- i got you. and im sending you a smile all the way on ponce.
@nubian-girl you know the internet is the only way i can keep up with you. So i suggest you stay on somebody's internet site so ii can find you when i need you for something. And you know if you come to atlanta ill still treat you to that lunch i promised you.
i like free writing. i guess it really can reveal to you what's on your own mind...commitment doesn't have to be a bad thing. aren't you committed to you and your growth? don't get bored with that one, ok?
xoxo...
make me your myspace friend.
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