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Kayla's put herself on the table, and I admire that deeply. And I'd like to do the same.
Like Kayla, I have so many emotions balled up in soda can, and that soda can has been sitting in the freezer and is minutes from bursting.
High school has been a beautiful struggle. It's true that I've been suspended for fighting, I've cussed out teachers and students, I've seen my grades falter, and I've made friends and quickly lost them. With all that said, why is my struggle beautiful? My struggle is beautiful because it's real. During those times, I was being myself; I was growing. I've learned from SOME of my mistakes, and to this day, I'm a work in progress. I define myself as an unfinished Picasso painting.
High school introduced me to incredible people and there are events I will never forget. I'll never forget Terrica and Raisa and Ashley and Kendrick and Kayla and Darryl and Brandy. These people have made their marks on my life. Who can forget Junior Prom and how mighty fine I looked? Who can forget Jamboree and how Dakia, Darryl, Jared, and I showed out? Who can forget MY BROTHER winning state? I can't and I won't. I'm so thankful for these memories. I'm thankful for the experiences.
Kendrick, are you prepared for more flattering? 10th grade, Mrs. Pennington's class. Boy was that a boring class. Then I met you, but now I know you. There was a time when I wanted to sock you, but more than anything, right now I want to thank you. Thank you for all the laughs. Thank you for noticing. Thank you for being one of the first people, Melody is the other one, I felt welcomed me to Magnet. I'll never forget my Beyonce calendar, my BeBe's Kids, my $5 on my 17th birthday. You're one of my homeys. Keep shinin' nigga! I love you.
Dakia, girl you have worked my damn nerves at times, but you've also made many of my days. Thank you for being strong. I will never forget our nearly 4 hour conversation that one night. Your recent compliments have added to my confidence and self esteem. I love you.
Kayla, you know how I feel about you. You are my baby on some real shit! :)
Melody, your facial expressions are to die for. Those alone have turned around bad days. I couldn't stay mad if I wanted to. Thank you for welcoming me to Magnet. If you think I'd ever forget you, you're wrong. I love you.
And now...Darryl. Boy, when we first got to know each other, we were for real homeboys! We talked all the damn time, and there wasn't any subject matter we couldn't and wouldn't tackle. Damn, just thinking about that shit is funny. Remember arguing about N'Sync's "Gone." We sat on that phone until we were friends again. No matter what, I won that argument! Now, things are different. I've hated you and you've despised me too. I still get angry when I think about everything, but...hey. You have a lot ahead of you. So, just do what you do.
Weird enough, I was going to talk about more, but I feel like I've said enough. I'm out.
Like Kayla, I have so many emotions balled up in soda can, and that soda can has been sitting in the freezer and is minutes from bursting.
High school has been a beautiful struggle. It's true that I've been suspended for fighting, I've cussed out teachers and students, I've seen my grades falter, and I've made friends and quickly lost them. With all that said, why is my struggle beautiful? My struggle is beautiful because it's real. During those times, I was being myself; I was growing. I've learned from SOME of my mistakes, and to this day, I'm a work in progress. I define myself as an unfinished Picasso painting.
High school introduced me to incredible people and there are events I will never forget. I'll never forget Terrica and Raisa and Ashley and Kendrick and Kayla and Darryl and Brandy. These people have made their marks on my life. Who can forget Junior Prom and how mighty fine I looked? Who can forget Jamboree and how Dakia, Darryl, Jared, and I showed out? Who can forget MY BROTHER winning state? I can't and I won't. I'm so thankful for these memories. I'm thankful for the experiences.
Kendrick, are you prepared for more flattering? 10th grade, Mrs. Pennington's class. Boy was that a boring class. Then I met you, but now I know you. There was a time when I wanted to sock you, but more than anything, right now I want to thank you. Thank you for all the laughs. Thank you for noticing. Thank you for being one of the first people, Melody is the other one, I felt welcomed me to Magnet. I'll never forget my Beyonce calendar, my BeBe's Kids, my $5 on my 17th birthday. You're one of my homeys. Keep shinin' nigga! I love you.
Dakia, girl you have worked my damn nerves at times, but you've also made many of my days. Thank you for being strong. I will never forget our nearly 4 hour conversation that one night. Your recent compliments have added to my confidence and self esteem. I love you.
Kayla, you know how I feel about you. You are my baby on some real shit! :)
Melody, your facial expressions are to die for. Those alone have turned around bad days. I couldn't stay mad if I wanted to. Thank you for welcoming me to Magnet. If you think I'd ever forget you, you're wrong. I love you.
And now...Darryl. Boy, when we first got to know each other, we were for real homeboys! We talked all the damn time, and there wasn't any subject matter we couldn't and wouldn't tackle. Damn, just thinking about that shit is funny. Remember arguing about N'Sync's "Gone." We sat on that phone until we were friends again. No matter what, I won that argument! Now, things are different. I've hated you and you've despised me too. I still get angry when I think about everything, but...hey. You have a lot ahead of you. So, just do what you do.
Weird enough, I was going to talk about more, but I feel like I've said enough. I'm out.