Blogging for cereal Blogging for Faith You were always with me after all. I've got some faith hidden in me somewhere. Somewhere Somewhere Even if that place was nowhere Nowhere Nowhere I was ONCE there Yet, it seems like a long time ago now (Lol) It didn't then, when I was in it. (Frown Face) . It didn't seem like I would get through it ALthoug all the sounds around me (speaking clearly from the soft distance on the right side of my minds and eye sight) Though, in front of me PHYSICALLY it seemed like no way. No way or no mans land in which I was in. Yet, now I am here Here in provadace .... provadance in my OWN personal tolerance...as my tolerance is on the path of acceptance. Sheer, true, personal acceptace. An acceptance that seems godlike to me. godlike godlike yeah godlike.

First day of school! August 21st MONDAY Today is the first day of school.  We went back a week early!  My first class is the school store called “Marketing and Management” in room # 51.  The teacher’s name is Mrs. Clear-all  Shoelace.  She is very nice. I came into class about 7:25 in the morning and my pal Audrey Wilts was in.  Glad to see the child.  The 1 st thing I asked her was if she got the birthday card that, I had made and sent {YEAH THAT’S RIGHT, A REAL LIVE HOME-MADE-BIRTHDAY CARD!  So ,sue me for being a LITTLE TOO CHEAP} to her during the ladder part of our summer vacation which was in July something….or other. You know a REAL lady never reveals her REAL age, so says my grandmother….one of them said it.  Back to the description and DETAILS of the classroom!  The class has new desk instead of those ole torn up desks we have used last year.  I was tired of those desks.  (frown face).  ...

                                     CHAPTER 4 (FLIPPING CHAPTER 4)                                     MY OFF CAMPUS LUNCH WAS                                                                                                       TOTALLY OFF ~ ~     ~ During lunch, I was supposed to go eat inside the lunchroom with the crossing guards daughter because we had agreed to sit and hang earlier but there was a change of plans.  She must have caught up with her pals. * I was kind of relieved in a way because I really didn...

                                                                     CHAPTER THREE  LOCKS AND LOCKERS When the bus driver was turning into the parking lot, a red truck came turning in the SAME way we were! I’m like now I know that man in that big red truck saw this big ole’ bus coming. We were about to get into an ACCIDENT AND ON THE FIRST, ON OUR FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL! (YAY!) But darn it, we didn’t, we didn’t’ hit-the-truck, or should I say, the red truck didn’t hit us…Hummm now time and again, from time and time here and again, I tend to often lean into reading my horoscope and probably getting my palm-n-ish read (sorry Mother, as on the account of how religious spiritual, spiritually religious you are) Whelp having said that spirituality, astrology magic-type stuff, I’m thinking that ...

                                                                        CHAPTER 2:                                                                                              THAT’S NOT MY MAMMA, THAT’S A MAN Back then, we lived in the suburbs! I mean like really, WHO IN THE HADES DO SHE THINK is  gonna want to really kidnap me. O.J. Simpson?!! Seriously Mother, seriously, no one wants me and epically since I look like a total geek still (frown!) And oh, JUST GREAT! JUST-FLIPPING GREAT! The “cool” guys are standing around, hanging around and or whatever th...

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Yeah! I've just created my first BLOG ever! It wasn't so bad, in fact, it wasn't bad a all. I like how I had the option to choose a template style. How wonderful. Now my page, blog or what-have-you won't look so drab. "My First BLOG" Ahhh , what a typical title, isn't it boys and girls...? LOL , (smile) LOl .