Monday, April 26, 2010
R.I.P.( Poo) Darresse
This was a very difficult past weekend for me. My little brother died in a fire along with 2 other females. There are so many rumors going around about what happened,it's crazy. I don't know what to believe I just can't believe that Poo is gone. I was just with me not to long ago chilling at our aunt Dora's house. The sad part is that my oldest brother lives in Kansas and we can't even get in touch with him. He needs to know but I don't want to have to be the person to tell him our little brother is dead. That's why I didn't make it to school last thursday. It started off a normal day and about 7:30 my phone started ringing off the hook. At first I didn't believe nobody that called me. Until I went to relatives house and his step dad told me he was the person who had to go and identify the body. I couldn't even imagine how painful that was on him. But it had me literally sick to my stomach trying to accept the fact that my little bro is gone and ain't never coming back. I wish I could have took his place and it was me who lost a life because my brother was so young he haven't even gotten the chance to see 21. What was even sadder is that it was a baby in the fire that some nigga escaped with , but the baby didn't make either. The police looking for some dude I never seen before but, alls I know they better find him before my family find him because somebody gotta feel our pain on lil Marty and that's my word.....
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
# 52 My least favorite way to Travel
I'd have to say my least way to travel would be by the bus. I freaking hate to ride buses, especially going out of town. They take so long to arrive at your destination and they make so many out the way stops. And I love planes and I've always wanted to fly but I'm a chicken shit when it comes down to getting on a plane. You couldn't pay me a million bucks to board a plane. I think it's because of the 9-11 incident, but I'm not getting on no plane. I would probably get on a train depending if there serving alcohol, other than that I'd rather drive my own car because that's how I'm use to traveling. My friend Ray hates to travel by car. But I love to travel by cars. She said it's easier to get in an accident in a car. But my opinion, is that if I get in an accident in a car, at least I'm in control of the wheel and not depending on a pilot to save my life. I would rather put my life in my own hands if something were to go wrong while I was traveling because I trust myself. Ray says traveling by plane is quicker and safer, but I disagree because it's to many safety issues. Ray tried to be funny and said I must be scared of heights. But I 'm not afraid of anything accept getting on a plane and ain't nothing she can say or do to change my mind. If I find out that I'm going to die one day, then I'll get on a plane to overcome my fears, until then, My girl Ray is on her way to the Bahamas on a plane. I couldn't go because you can't drive to an island so I'll see Ray when she get back!!!
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
#2 Moments tell about me as a Student
What do moments tell about me as a student and stephanie as an instructor and about this course is that it's not that hard I just have to stay caught up with all my work. Now Steph is a great instructor, but I'm a terrible student. I'm missing days that is in the long run going to throw my grade off. I'm trying to learn and understand everything that I'm suppose to be doing in the class, but it's getting hard because I'm falling behind. But Steph always try to make it easy on me and help me when I'm in the dark and that's like almost always. I think I need to be more focused on my work and try to keep track of my grades so I'll know how I'm doing and won't be upset with myself at the last minute when it's too late. This class is not the typical english class it's Steph's 105 So that make it more fun. Like today right after class she came to the studio and helped me get caught up with my work once again, shes the greatest. Well I have to start brainstorming for my revised paper so I think I'm gonna have to get out of here.
Monday, April 5, 2010
# 5 What's been the Greatest Challenge
I face a number of challenges everyday of my life. But my hardest challenge I think is trying to stay on a strait path and stay out of trouble. It seems easy, but it's hard. I have a certain group of friends that I'm very close to that may have a negative influence on me but I love my friends too much to kick them to the curve. Not everybody wants to better themselves but,I do that's why I'm trying to finish school so I can be a somebody. Then the area I hang out in really plays a part in my life that's against my succession. People like me that have done alot of bad things in the past have to watch where I be because enemies don't go away and they can care less that a brother finally trying to change. This is the reason I just try to stay to myself and out of everybody else business. My hardest challenge is yet to come. You guessed it, setting a positive example for my son and showing him how to be a man. I try to be a totally different person when lil Marty is around me because he so smart and pick up on things very quick. This will be my hardest challenge but if I show him all the right things he will have the knowledge to succeed. But I take it day by day because anything could happen. We can be here today and forgotten about tommorow, so like I said I challenge myself because everyday life is a challenge.
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
#66 Very old on my death bed
If I was very old and on my death bed the advice I'd give my family is to stay close to one another and take care of each other. I'd let them know how important they are to me before I pass. And I would tell my son to take care of his brother. I would laugh and make jokes with the family too, just because they know I have a good sense of humor. I would tell my uncle to throw a pint of Remy Martin in my casket so I could drink it in my after life. My mom probably will already be dead, so I can't wait to see her again. I would have my lawyer read my will to my family before I died to see how my family would act. I would be kinda sad, but If I was very old I'd probably be ready to die. But I don't really know what I'd say to my family I might just tell them all to go to he**!
Thursday, March 11, 2010
# 39 A place I never been, But always wanted to go
I been told all people come from Africa when I was little. I don't know If that's true, but everytime you see a commercial about the poverty in Africa, mostly you see black people. I always wanted to go there as a child. In my own lil world, Africa is kinda like the mother land in my mind. I remember back in middle schools we use to study Africa. The scenenery is so beautiful and not to mention the variety of wild life that comes from Africa. Besides, Lions are my favorite animals and that's where they come from. The only thing I don't understand is, how Africa is so nice, but has so many flaws. Half the people is infected with HIV and AIDS. But if there was something I could do to help believe me I would. I have plans on traveling there in my future after my career. Maybe one day I can start a charity to help some of those people out because after all, those are my ancestors. And after I've helped many people as I can there, I'll eventually go back with my family on a vacation. Africa's a nice place it just depends on what part I visit but the day I finally make it over there, It'll be an experience I'll never forget! After all, I am African American so I at least have to pay the people a visit someday!!!
Monday, March 8, 2010
# 37 Physical Trait I would of changed in J.High
Now the main thing If I could of changed in junior high, would be my height. I was a short little dude. I was a basketball player and everything, but I seemed to never grow. All my family and friends made fun of me because my little brother is way taller than me. Back then, that was embarrising, but it wasn't anything I could do about it. Even till this day, I'm still short, even though I'm taller than I use to be back then. I guess some people are meant to be short. I remember when I use to wear Timberland boots all year round justb to seem taller. That use to be funny because itbe summer and people would ask me, Marty why do you have on boots. I'd make up some stupid excuse, but the ones that knew me already knownthe answer. But after being short my entire life I learned to take advantage of it. I make my little bro regret being taller. If I thought something was to high for me to reach, I'd call him knowing I could reach it. I just wanted to work him, yeah pay back for being taller than your big bro! But seriously, in my younger days I thought being short for my age was a big deal, but now I see that it's not that serious because I'm only as big as I feel.
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