Confusion

I believe I am in lost in my head about what to do and where to go.
But I will find my way back to you one day,
I will stay postive and open about us and what will happen.
Time is not on our side not now, but time will not stop me from me meeting you again
I tell you over again you are and will be my love forever and I know you will watch over me
When things aren' t so good. I know you will make things better.
I will wait for that day to come around so we can be together again and live out life as we once did. I just hope you will not get tried of waiting for me.
I will make anything happen just to see you smile and laugh everyday.
You're my sunshine who makes my day so much brighter than how it started.
I hope this is just a phase. But I'm still confused about what to do.

By Sara Watson

Songs of Experience

A Woman’s Worth
“Songs of Experience”

Yes you work. Yes you provide.
Through the rough waves of tears, sweat and pain, yes you helped us survive.
Being the man you are, chest out head held high.

You taught me to hunt and for my rights I should to stand up and speak up.
The man I should want to become I see beating the one who once laid down in anguish and perspiration and had your son, soon to be greater man than you.

You should be embarrassed and repentant for hitting the one who feeds you, gave you children, cleans your back, and taught your one and only son to not only to walk , but talk.

The worst thing to see is an angry, vengeful woman so I suggest you to wake up and step up and be the black man that you try to teach me to be and not the coward and week man that appears to me.

By: Cierra Porter

So Hard

There's something weighing heavilyon my mind
I don't want to hold back my emotions
Some say I'll be OK if I give love a try again
I gave him my heart
But that brother never cared
Thinking to myself, I wish
I wouldn't have gone there
Afraid to love again
Thinking all men are the same
I know I'm hurting for certain
I won't feel love and that's real
Without ample time to heal
Learning to trust without fear
To move beyond the past and my tears
No memories remain
No heartaches or pain
It's hard for a sister who's had her heart broken numerous times

By Tresurea Nelson

Tough Decisions

Here I am, returning to my blog. I recently went to visit Wesley College. Last Friday, if anybody noticed, I wasn't in school because I made my way down to Dover, Delaware to visit Wesley College. It wasn't like a college tour; this was a planned visit specifically for basketball recruits. The purpose of having this trip was for us recruits to get a feel of how the campus life at Wesley would be and how the basketball life would be as well.

I must say this visit to Wesley really helped me with deciding which university I will attend in the Fall. Wesley is obviously one of my choices, but Morgan is still on my mind. What I liked most about Wesley is that they treat you like you are the president, not because you are on the basketball team, but because they are just nice people who care about you and your well being.

Another thing I enjoyed at Wesley, besides the people and the atmosphere, was the treatment and care they give to their athletes. Not only do they want you to win on the basketball court but they also want you to win in the classroom. They make sure you are passing all of your classes and if your not they say "You will definitely pay AFTER practice." But overall the campus was nice, as were the staff and students. This will be the biggest decision of my life and it is getting harder and harder every day. I visit Morgan on April 30th, so by May 1st I will know where I'm going...wish me luck.

By Jon Mason

Sprung over Spring

Spring is here!!! It has been feeling too good outside!! This is the best time of the year! Everybody is all happy and the sun is out; it’s just a beautiful season. You want to know the best part about it? School is almost over. Especially for seniors, we have at least a good month left. Aren’t you excited? Especially for those students who caught senioritis in September…haha.

For some people the start of Spring automatically means Summertime. People start planning trips, vacations, school preparation...you know, normal stuff. So what am I going to do? Who knows? As long as school over, that’s a vacation for me.

I wonder what teachers do over the break? Do they go to teaching school? Haha, or maybe they have summer school that’s why they’re always trying to get students to come so they have company. Or maybe they trade schools over the summer to see if they like the other school better. O well, that’s a true mystery.

By Adler Roseau

Too Late!

During spring break, all I could think about was school! How can that be? For my spring break I worked at my Aunt Ardia’s shop. Not exactly the party time that I thought it would be; no waking up at noon or staying up past one in the morning. Nope, I spent the majority of my time waking up at six in the morning and working until six at night. Although I enjoyed making money, I somewhat look forward to the day when I can sleep past sunrise and get a good night's rest. We only have a few weeks left of school, and personally I wish that we could have skipped spring break and stayed at school only to get out a week earlier! But that’s not the case. June 18th is late to get out of school. In my opinion its too late!

By Paul Maiellano

The clouds made a crimson crown

The clouds made a crimson crown
Above the mountains high
The stormy sun was going down
In a stormy sky
Why did you let your eyes rest on me
And hold your breath between
In all the ages this can never be
As if it had not been in love before
This was breathtaking
I felt as if you took me off my feet
I was floating above the clouds
It was as if we were the only people in the world that mattered
The love we have, will it last?
Will the love you have for me be everlasting?
It just seems too good to be true
But here I am thinking about all the things I would dream of
But I wonder if love is really for me
I wait and wait
For the right person to find me
But maybe just maybe he'll come later on in life
Someone that can hold his own
Someone that can love me for who I am

By Tresurea Nelson

Stop whining already!

I hate petty stuff. I think I really started getting tired of it as I got older. This is one reason I surround myself with mature people. However, it doesn’t seem to stop petty people from surrounding themselves with me. It’s so annoying; grow up already.

People have even stopped being my friend because of petty stuff. For example, someone stopped talking to me for a whole week for not walking them to the piano. Another example is when people get mad at you because you didn’t pay them any attention for a day. It’s really tiring.

Another thing that irritates me is people who cry about every little thing. Yeah, I do it sometimes, but that’s only to get on Ms. Hoffler's nerves (Ed's note: Haha!). Every time I hear or see someone cry over something small the first thing that comes to mind is, "Suck it up!" For real though, what is up with that? There are a lot of worse things that could possibly happen. Get a freaking flipping back bone!

By Cierra Porter

Obama Girl

I just read Paul's blog about Barack Obama, and personally I think Paul is crazy not to think Barack is the best choice for the 2008 Presidential election! And NO IT'S NOT BECAUSE BARACK IS BLACK...because we all know that he is not all black so I don't think it's right to call him black. Biracial is a better term. But anyway, race has nothing to do with it.

I believe that Obama will make a GREAT president because unlike Hilary Clinton he doesn't seem to waste any of his time on unimportant things, such as bashing his opponent. He has better things to do and more important things to worry about. Clinton, on the other hand, has been wasting ALL of her time trying to make Obama look bad that she has forgot to make herself look good. She rarely talks about lowering taxes, or how to help poor school districts, but what she does do is talk about how Obama is affiliated with negative people or what Obama is doing wrong. And not to mention-SHE'S A CRY BABY! She's not strong enough to have such a responsibility as running a country. I think she's just running so that if she does win (that will never happen) she can make history. So everyone voting this year will hopefully make the RIGHT decision and vote for Barack Obama!

"I'm Cadet Glenda Barnett and I approve this message!"

By Glenda Barnett

No Competition Like the Real Competition

Last Saturday, the P.M.A. Fitness Team traveled to New York City to compete with four other fitness teams. At the competition, I witnessed an amazing feat. A competitor had only one arm and he was kicking our butts. At first no one on P.M.A.'s team noticed the competitor’s difference. The drill instructors asked us to separate into group levels; we were separated into the Alpha, Bravo, and Golf teams. Alpha was supposed to be our best team, with the highest scores and fastest runners in the school. Bravo was just as good, but with slower timed runs. Golf, the girls' team, was by far the most physically fit females in the school, some females topping out at 55 push ups and 73 sit ups.

As the lines were formed the TACs went around giving encouragement to those competing by offering pats on the back and a "hoo-rah" here or there. As the competition got underway, we knew we were in for a stiff competition. The competitor with the amputated arm was in Cadet May's squad. Not even noticing, May was gearing his mind for the exercise, getting his head in the game, so to speak. Alpha team was up, all the non-competitors from P.M.A. began to cheer and offer encouragement from the top of their lungs. It was all over in two minutes, two minutes of pushing and struggling, trying to do their best.

Some of our best competitors only topped out at 70 push ups or so. After the competitors gave their score to the graders we all convened. Thirty seconds later we heard loud shouts of encouragement, "Come on man, you're doing great!" they said, or "Only a minute left man, give 'em hell!" After hearing the 5..4..3..2..1..STOP count, I saw a competitor jump up and start to yell. Soon after he was joined by his team mates, I heard the score: Jack, 129 push ups. My gosh, 129 push ups with one arm. Some one get this kid a medal, he is an amazing athlete, in my opinion.

By Paul Maiellano

(Yet Another) Blog About Nothing

In my blog this week, I’m going to talk about how I have nothing to talk about this week. There is nothing interesting that has happened this week. It was a slow week considering that we just came back from spring break. Hmmmmmm…..what is there to talk about???? Oh I know one thing…..School is getting seriously boring now…….nothing to do….Seniors don’t come to school……it’s like every day is Senior Cut Day…lol….wouldn’t that be funny??? It seems like the classes are longer…teachers talk more……days pass slower…..June needs to come ASAP…!!!!

Oh, there is one thing: Prom King and Queen nominations are beginning, so VOTE BRITTANY SCOTT for Prom Queen!! Don’t vote for me 'cause I’m not going…lol…….is there anything else new??? Drill Team made citywide champs 3 years in a row… guess you can support that or them…whatever…I just need to reach 150 words….. I’m at 145 now…wait 150 words…I’m done…lol.

By Adler Roseau

Come Correct!

I can’t stand boys at times. They do the dumbest, and most ignorant, retarded things. I just don’t understand why they do the things they do. For one thing, if we are at least seventeen or older you must come at me correctly. Some people say I have high standards and that I’m a heartbreaker, but I just wont stand for anything less than what I feel I deserve. Now that’s not wrong, is it? Of course it’s not.

For another thing, do not try to come at me if you don’t know how to dress. It's one thing to just not know how to match things up, but when you come up to me with your pants hanging off your behind and a dirty white tee, that’s really trifling. That style ended like five years ago; jump on board.

The third thing is, you are definitely not going to think you can talk to me any type of way. Respect me like I would respect you. Also, you need to be doing something with your life. Do not just be sitting up in the house with your feet up. You either need to be in school or working. I prefer in school. The fifth thing is they need to be smart. Yeah you could go to school, but that doesn’t mean anything. The sixth thing is you definitely need to know how to hold a good conversation and make me laugh. We are not on the phone to hold a breathing competition.

The last thing is you have to be somewhat attractive. If you got a little something going for you, it will bring you so much further. Trust me. So as you see, it’s not me. This is all just common sense. I’m not a heartbreaker if you step to me right. Oh yeah, one more thing: do not try taking me out and you know you don’t have money. The last thing I'm going to do is take money out of my pocket for a man. Not happening!

By Cierra Porter