Damn B.A.M.N.

I feel that, although I didn’t attend the trip yesterday (Thank God), I still have a say in what went down. It was irresponsible, it was stupid and it was a lie. Our students were mislead not to mention the parents. We were used beyond belief and heavily patronized. Even though we are young we don’t deserve to be played around with like that. We left out the building to be apart of a greater clause and came back with tears in our eyes, friends in jail and scared for life.

In my opinion, the students only left to get out of school. But no matter how wrong our intentions were no punishment should go to that extent. There were eleven and twelve years old on that trip but B.A.M.N. didn’t care. They wanted the students to keep going on and it all went down they were nowhere to be found. They left students to find their own way back to the school and in this neighborhood that is not the safest thing.

The staff was right to throw B.A.M.N. out and I am happy to have never supported them. That mess yesterday cannot be justified and the parents, who were lied to, cannot be blamed. We can only blame B.A.M.N. Damn B.A.M.N.!

My Feelings

As a new girl at this school, I don't know the past drama the girls have had so I don't know everyone's sensitive spots. But the fact that I have been here for less than a year and has had all these problems is a DAMN SHAME! Because I am one of etiquette and class I didn't get to comment how I wanted and most girls ignored me anyway, but this is my blog and I’m not biting my tongue. And you’re lucky I can’t cuss or it’ll be another story.

First off I wanted to start off with the famous New York trip and everyone who were concern. How dare you insult my choices and me when you didn’t even go on the trip? Saying I was with him and had him in my room and sitting with this. guy. I was one of he best-behaved girls on that trip and if you don’t believe me then ask somebody who went. I don’t sleep around with my own boyfriend and you have the audacity to accuse of doing these guys here.

And the funny part is the person who spread rumors about me is a straight liar, hater and might I say ugly person and doesn’t even present herself as true lady but as a true head giving whore. It is sad really because no matter how much she puts herself out there, boys still don’t want her and it drives her crazy that they want me. And I don’t care how arrogant I may seem, I rather be arrogant than insecure about myself. Like Arianna said she might have had sex before me but at least I got respect amongst my peers and the adults, which is more than I can say for her.

You may think that this is a little long but hey I keep a lot of things bottled up to protect my reputation as a mature young lady. This child talks about me, apparently spread rumors about me, hates on mein my opinon and still walks around here with her held high like she is somebody better than the other. At my old school, we would’ve been broke her and that’s what’s up!

If you thought she was bad enough you should hear what I have to put up with from this other witch. This hood rat that is already known to be a hoe had the nerve to go with my ex-boyfriend so fast you could still smell my perfume on his chest. Now what kind of stuff is that? She did it to make me mad because the day before she did she asked did I still like him. She tried to play it off but she not slick. I should go with Calip just to get her back but Akilah is too much of a lady for that. What really puzzles me is the fact that my baby would actually drop from the fine beautiful queen he was dating to that low down ghetto front.

The beef with her and me apparently started in New York. Someone said that Angelo and I were “misbehaving “ on the bus and you know I got pissed off. But as I check back a girl told me that someone else was doing all this. By the way witch that was the only reason I paid attention to your little affair is because I didn’t want my name in all that crap. I don’t care what you do or with who but I wish you would talk about me behind my back when you made a complete hoe out of yourself in New York. Inviting grown men to your room and having all the boys (that’s right all the boys) in your at once at 3 o clock in the morning. Anyway someone told her that I called her a hoe and told she was a liar. Now that hoe comment I kept to myself (until now) but as far as her lying, Damn Straight I said she lied. Talking about she did all this stuff with my friend Lo it’s complete bull. Al the boys said that Angelo only stayed in her room for 3 minutes and didn’t do anything but hug her. Oh and if she is telling the truth then I will apologize to her face about doubting her and her slutty ways. Talking about she love Calip, yeah until Angelo come around!

These girls here gone drive me crazy but at least I put everything out there in the open. I feel much better and I stand by everything I just typed. If you disagree with anything I had to express PLEASE feel free to leave it on ne mesage board.

English

From the rising of Jesus Christ to the sound of children egg hunting it was definitely Easter. It's been marked on my calender for weeks and I was so happy it finally arrived. I couldnt wait for our traditional breakfeast. Starting the scrabled eggs and heavily buttered bacon and ending with waffles as high as the leaning tower in Italy. I would always start off with eggs but it is a wonder how I don't loose my appetite. The way my brother and cousins tear through their meaty bacon the butter drips everywhere. It left feeling so good I was even eager for church. But one event that the Moore family always does is our famous Easter Supper.

Everyone from all around came for dinner. Some form Californnia and even Florida. Their trips were long and tiresome but they ddin't mind because.Easter supper was the best. We would start off with lambcops as thick as my head and a tossed salad filled withso much vegetables we left a farm bare. We have alot of vegons on our family so my mom always makes them salad but not even they can say no to the shrimp she prepares. I've seen do it a thousands times and each time it gets more excited. She frist cuts with a sharp knife itnot threes pieces and showers them with spices and sauces. Then she poors wine on them to make them flammable and you can guess what she oes next. When the fames hit the pot the stove blew like a torch. Our supper was nearly done but my mom couldn't sleep right if she did't prepare her upside down pineapple cake. Eveything was set on our marble dining tabel and afetr it was blessed....we put the smash on that supper!



I feel that Don Imus comments were inappropiate and unjustified. His comments will not be tolerated by me or my race. He feels that he we are too hard on him and what he said wa not that not that bad, but what he does not seem to realize is that those women is someone's daughter, someone's sister and maybe someone's mother.No matter how he may view his personal opinion he not only insulted those black women, he insulted all black women including me.
Don Imus called the winners of the women's college basket-ball team nappy headed hoes instead of congradulating them on their victory. He chose to justify this by the music we enjoy, but where he got it twisted was simply the fact that these "rappers" speak as such for entertainment he used to hurt and he has no right to ever compare himself to them. Yes it is very hypocritical but we accept that industry for what they are. Unless he has met every single black female in the world and personally interview each one he can never say these words addressed to anyone. I myself carry in the most classy way as possible. If those comments were addressed to me he would have to prove it and justify it because although I may absorb those images but I along with various others do not reflect those images and that is my response to Mr. Don Imus!