Hello peeps, i know i haven't put anything really so here i am. Anyway i've been on the computer fro 5 hours and 38 mintues. Life right now for me is okay. School is going good too. I can't believe after i'm done with 8th grade i'll be off to High School. I sorta scared of going. Some many people are going to come out of their closets. Some saying their on drugs, or they're bi or something. And i'm just hoping that none of those people aren't my friends. There are two particular girls that i want to beat up: 1. Lilly Pannich ( Panbitch, 2. Savana Robinsin. Lilly has one of those snotty ass attitudes. I've never punched a girl before so my fisrt test will be on her! Savana i think theres something wrong with her. When anything is obvious she's the last person to notice. In Science class on Thursday Alisha and Savana were having an agrument. Alisha's a girl. Anyway the science teacher pulled her out and i told Savana this: When anything's ovibous your the last person to notice. Everyone was like whoa Adenike i thought you were the quiet person! I am quiet! It's just that i don't voice my opinions out to anybody except those two particular girls. i've punched many guys before. 2 of them right in the head by accident, but i felt sorta good after that becasue they would make fun of me. There's this guy that i know that goes to Franklin High and he works out so he's sorta buff. I punched him at the back once and he said that i punched way harder than the guys at his school. Well i geuss being born premature at 5 1/2 months in a good thing! Well bye for now!

This is actaully a short story that i had to do for Language Arts a few weeks ago. I might put this as a deviation though, anyway hope you guys like it!


Life comes with Problems


Sitting in the darkness, I hear laughter. The dark vacant space turns into an empty playground. Brown leaves fall from trees. They keep falling burying me up to my knees. I keep walking still able to hear the laughter. As I try to walk I try to call out.
“Is anybody there?” The words couldn’t come out my mouth. It felt like my mouth had been glued shut. I tried another time, but still nothing came out. Instead my throat started to burn like a bad cooker trying to create a feast. Vomit and bile started to come up my esophagus. Everything started turning black and white. Too many colors took over my vision showing me a rainbow. I tried to move my legs, but my muscles protested and my chest tightened making it hard for me to inhale. My arms felt exceedingly insensitive. The frostiness of the airstream whipped my face like a mother would scold her child. The leaves were now up to my waist. There’s no point in going anywhere! I tell myself as I tried again to command my body to move, but once again my muscles disapproved. There was nowhere for me to flee. The leaves kept on falling teasing me with no end. Engulfing me into an everlasting darkness.
“I guess this is where my life ends.” I say out load to no one in particular as I close my eyes. The sea of death washes over me like a parent singing a lullaby to her child. I struggle to stay alive.
Slipping into a world of peace where all my problems vanish into thin air….
The leaves around me started to crackle breaking my train of thought. The little fort they had created around me started to cry out at the burning sensation that tortured them, giving them no space to breathe. The laughter that I heard from the darkness before was louder this time becoming raucous to my ears. Leaves evaporated in front of me revealing my rescuer. It was…Stephen! His glasses shined in the light illuminating his warm and soft brown eyes telling me to smile.
“Elizabeth, what are you doing here?” he asked me. I couldn’t respond so I just let tears come out wetting his shirt as he pulled me into an embrace.

I woke up startled with sweat and tears dripping from my face. I got out of bed even though it was four o’ clock in the morning. Two hours and thirty minutes before I’m supposed to get up for school. Ah; well I’ll just get ready anyway. I went to the bathroom, turned on the shower and let the hot water wash away the eerie dream that I had. Stephen, I do like him, but for what reason… maybe his eyes… Nah, it’s probably his wanna be gangsta façade or maybe it’s just his glasses? Glasses, who am I kidding! Get real, Elizabeth! It’s probably nothing.
***
As I headed into the school building I greeted everyone with an amusing smile and they addressed me the same. I went to my locker and packed my possessions for first, second and third period. Heading to homeroom I noticed Stephen talking with his best friend Charlie. He looked my way and gave me a glare that said “whatcha ya lookin at?” I just gave him a small, but gentle smirk, then went into homeroom and waited for first period to begin. The bell finally rung for first period and I elegantly walked to class. Math was okay even though Tia, one of the girls in my class said she liked Stephen too. I just wanted to see Stephen in my second period class: Science. At last Science came. I was delighted because I could stare and try to flirt with him. Well, this rarely happened of course because he would always call me African or the “n” word with Nigeria. Anyway, the day progressed with me being able to stare and smile gently to Stephen. He’s the only guy I liked for months and I guess that I just didn’t tell him that I liked him until recently. I don’t even what to go back to remembering. I told Charlie to go tell him. Stephen reacted by not calling me names, but completing avoiding me at all costs. I don’t talk or smile at him anymore, but just look. I hate myself for destroying the little closeness we had with each other before he knew I liked him. As I headed home on the bus, I started to think. Will I be lonely in the future? Where would I get all my friends? Would there anyone to stand up when I get bullied? Will I be able to get up to higher standards in school? What would happen if Stephen did like me? What if he asked another girl out, knowing that he knew I liked him? So many questions, but I can't answer any of them.
As the bus stopped at my house I silently cried at the questions that I asked myself. Of course knowing that I probably won’t even get an answer. I thanked the bus driver and dashed off the bus. The breeze that hit my face felt satisfying and dried my tears. I entered the house with a forged smile plastered on my face, greeted my brother, sisters, mom, and dad. After that I skipped up the steps and entered my room, closing the door inaudibly behind me. Falling onto my bed I cried myself to sleep.
***
The suns beautiful rays woke me up allowing me to realize that I had to go to school. It was a Friday, the day before winter break. I probably would have drowned in my tears if I didn’t go to sleep. I told myself as I completed my daily routine. Heading downstairs I grabbed a piece of toast and exited the house. The bus ride to school was time-consuming and made me think way too much. All these questions and possibly answers popped into my head causing me to practically yell in irritation. Once again as I was about to journey off the bus I showed appreciation to bus driver. Briskly walking into the crowd of people and into the building was such a hassle. Today was not my day. First of all I was tired of being avoided by Stephen and annoyed that Charlie would keep on smiling at me every time he met my gaze. I thought I was going to literally beat the living crap out of them. My anger and annoyance sub-sided when I strolled into lunch. Sitting with my best friends all of my emotions disappeared into thin air. I didn’t even care if Stephen made fun of me with is clique of popular boys. The only person I was getting ready to slap was Charlie of course smiling at me with such charm I thought I was going to vomit. But, this smile looked comforting so I decided to smile back as truthfully as I could. He laughed and tapped Stephen who looked at me. I avoided his gaze and wished I had looked back at him. His face was in an angered position, but his warm eyes that I could die for told everything. Lunch ended on a good note leaving me to be neutral toward everyone around me. I breezed through sixth period and headed to the last class for the day. Seventh period was interesting. I finished all the work that was assigned to my Language Arts class within the amount of ten to fifteen minutes. What was even more out of the ordinary was that when I was on my bus Stephen was following Aneira’s cousin that goes on the same bus as I do. I saw that he was talking to the girl with seriousness on his face. When he left Aneira’s cousin came onto the bus and said this loud enough for me to hear.
“Stephen just asked me out!” she said with so much enthusiasm.
I just sat there in my seat unable to move. That’s when the tears came flowing out of my eyes. Amy looked at me knowing that I liked Stephen and sat next to me.
“Hey, Liz why are you crying?” she asked me in a concerned tone.
“Stephen just asked out another girl knowing that I liked him.” I tried to say while the tears kept on coming.
“You shouldn’t cry cause of that! I’ve gone through the same thing. You just got to learn how to move on.” She ended this statement by telling me to smile and so I gave her one of my famous replica smiles. I knew that I wasn’t satisfied by giving up on him. I just wished she would say something like: Chase after him or Show him how much you appreciate his presence! But, of course I knew she wouldn’t say that. Getting off the bus, I gave the usual wave of thanks to the driver and hoped the break would make me happier than what I was already was.
***
It’s the New Year and the last break for 2007 ended on an awfully bad note since I was depressed throughout it. My brain kept on replaying the events of what happened on the bus that particular Friday. I was disappointed that my body woke up being it the New Year. I just wanted to lie in bed and let out all of my emotions crawl out little by little. Well, of course that didn’t happen. I once again for the millionth time and beyond followed my daily routine. Going downstairs I didn’t take anything to eat and dashed out the house. The bus ride, entering the school, and going to homeroom was a blur. All I could remember were people giving a concerned glance. Second period came and I was just waiting for the day to end. There was a lab that had to done and as I was helping out with it Stephen was calling me African again. Anger boiled up inside me and I no longer could take it. I yelled in his face.
“Stephen, shut up!” The anger was still there.
“Why?” He asked me in a dirty tone.
“Why did you ask Aneira’s cousin out on Friday?” I questioned him with the dirty tone he gave me, but not loud enough for him to hear.
“What?” He answered me not knowing if he heard me or not. He said the same thing again, but I already turned away. Yet again, the day ended with a blur. All I remembered was flopping onto my bed and crying myself to sleep.
***
Waking up and following my daily schedule was distorting. Even going on the bus ride, entering the school, going through homeroom and first period was misrepresenting. Science came again and Stephen wasn’t there. Ashley and Laura were discussing some rumors that were going about them and some people they knew. I was eavesdropping on their dialogue by pretending I was staring off into space. During their talk I heard Stephen’s name come up. Laura said she liked him to an extent. Now when I heard this I didn’t know what to do except to be tremendously irate. Second period ended and I went to third. There was a quiz that I forgot to study for. I couldn’t finish so I wrote a note explaining why. During this I started crying. I was busy thinking about giving up on Stephen. The girls that like him too are out of my league. They’re prettier than me and know how to fight. They know how to ask a guy out and have all the qualities I don’t have. Third period ended with me being enormously poignant. Fourth through lunch wasn’t any good either. In sixth period my teacher Mrs. Moritz got a call saying that I had to go to my House center. I went and Ms. Nemeth called me into her office. I sat down and we started to chat about why I didn’t finish the Social Studies quiz. I explained to her while crying about liking Stephen since the beginning of the eighth grade year. Also about knowing he liked me he asked another girl out, not having many friends, about being pretty and so on. She told me that I should think about my school first. Then about liking Stephen. My school work was failing miserably because of him. She told me I had to focus and try extremely hard in school through high school in order to get to college. I cried while I was explaining my problem and while Ms. Nemeth was giving me a solution. The talk ended when she told me that if I’m any other problems that I should see her at least twice a week. I went back to sixth period with only five minutes left. My eyes were really red from crying and people noticed including my teacher. They all asked questions like: “Was it your short story?”” Was it Stephen?” “Did I get in trouble?” I said no to all those questions knowing they were true. The day ended with me being depressed. I asked myself some questions.
Why must I have to deal with these problems? Why does it have to be me? Will I return to Ms. Nemeth? Will I eventually give up on Stephen? I only found one solution and I was satisfied with it: Life comes with problems.



My entire story was truthfully told about me and my problems during school.
All my characters are real people. It’s just that I changed some of their names.
Elizabeth: My middle name
Stephen: Sherman
Charlie: Chad Cummings
Tia: Tayriana (I think I spelled her name wrong! Sorry!)
Aneira’s cousin: A girl that I dislike with a passion
Amy: Seventh grader that’s on my bus
Ashley: Alisha Baker
Laura: Leanne
Mrs. Moritiz: Computer teacher
Ms. Nemeth: Counselor for Lion House

I fianlly changed my journal. I'm typing this under a 2 minutes sincle i'm in computer class and we have a sub. Anyway i'll do another journal with all the crap that's been going on in my life and my stupid fractal genorator that does not work.

Now there are a lot of topics i want to talk about.

1. 4th of July
2. Friend on DA is changing account
3. Kingdom Hearts



About 4th of July. There was olny one good thing about it. My friends from Maryland came over and took us out to eat. They rank from ages 20-21. After that they dropped us back at home and then my family and i had to go to church, every first Wednesday of the month. After that was over we went for fireworks but, nobody will believe where we went.
A strangers house, someone we didn't even know and we were the only black people there. In my head i was like what the hell?! So we just went home and went to bed.
My second topic is about my friend neoprower777 who is getting a new account because he say's some people are annoying the crap out of him and some people are scaring him. But before that happend i sent this note about him having a girlfriend and that is was suppose to be me and him but, i guess he was offended. Then he sent me this note saying: neoprower777 said the following:

uh no offence girl but i dont really know you and im gettin tired of the drama unless this just role play if it isnt then im gettin kinda scared here.... but if your serious about what you just said then i will quit and go under a new name

What i forgot to do was put lol after it but by the time he replied me i had already sad sorry he didn't talk to me anymore. I guess it's my fault he changing his account.

Kingdom Hearts is beginning to be a pain in the butt. At the colusium I have to fight Sethiroth and then the Hades cup has 5o freakin seeds. Then i found this new place called
End of the World. A heartless word. Isn't that nice.

Neoprower777 if your out there i'm sorry.

For me i'll just go cry in my room.

There this 8th grader named Diangolo who always acts foolishly. Well everyday he and his freind would block the exit for the students to go to the bus lot. I would always push him out of the way. Today he really got on my nerves so when he blocked the exit i seriously shoved him out of the way. ( the push was so hard he fell to the ground! ) Then i said to him " You know your a dumbass for standing there! See! Everyone's laughing because you got pushed by a girl!" I brushed the dirt off my shoulders and went to my bus.