FC (June 25!! 45 Class Days Left)

So we have 45 more class days left. FORTY-FIVE MORE DAYS. I don't know if I'm more excited to graduate or more nervous to be starting life on my own. It could just be me but I feel like everything is coming on so fast. We're about to be young adults contributing to society, making our own decisions, creating a foundation for our lives. I don't think of college anymore and think about the parties or the freedom; all I see now are term papers, long nights and a million syllabuses. I'm nervous. Extremely nervous. I don't know what to expect. Is it like starting over again in high school, expecting a world of change but only being faced with minor and only few major challenges? Or is it completely different? Being surrounded by a bunch of people who don't hold your best interest in mind? Does anybody care? Will I have the same support group?


On the flip side I don't want to leave high school. Despite the fact that I stay with the same handful of people I'm going to miss the environment, the sense of young irresponsibility and happy-go-luckiness. College just seems so formal. Yes TMA may have given me its best and worst but overall it was fun. I enjoyed the experiences and I'm just not ready for it to be over yet. It was so easy. I have over a month left and I already feel like I left and I'm counting down the days until August. Maybe I'm over thinking it. I might be the only one that's going to miss the company of my classmates but a small part of me doesn't want to let go just yet. I feel like I could use another month or so.


But with all of these conflicting feelings I'm also ready to walk across the stage in June and not look back at anybody that may or may not be graduating with me. I'm fully ready to leave and never hear from TMA again. Except for Lavonnie though, that's my vannieb!


Not quite sure if this is a farewell or a cry for more time. Either way I think I'm ready to go...

SSR

    "Little girl with the press and curl
    Age eight, I got a Jheri curl
    Thirteen, and I got a relaxer
    I was the source of so much laughter
    At fifteen when it all broke off
    Eighteen and went all natural"

    So this song is called 'I am Not My Hair" by India Arie. I get the song it's very nice it pretty much speaks on how a young black girls hair shouldn't be the source of criticism and judgement on who she is and your hair doesn't have o be bone straight for it to look and be considered nice. That's nice and all but, speaking for myself, I think it's safe to say that I m my hair. For anybody that knows me they know that my hair changes more than anything. It may just be the very things about me that speaks out the most. I can very easily be judge by my hair of the day. I do my hair based on how I feel when I wake up or before I go to sleep. If I get up and don't feel too nice then my hair won't look nice. It's probably gonna be in a presentable bun, ponytail, or braid of some sort that simple and not too extravagant. On other days when I'm Feeling Myself (Beyonce voice) my hair be laiddd. Idc my hair speaks for me. My edges be on fleek everything looks right I'm usually in a good mood and I know I look nice. I like my hair best in a weave (no not because I don't appreciate my natural hair) but because its manageable. I get up brush it probably flat iron it a little and I'm good to go. everybody always asks me why I don't wear my natural hair out.
    "Why you don't like it?" "Is it nappy?" "Is it short?" Like nooooo I just don't like having to deal with it. I love my natural hair and the beauty of it. One day it can be curly and the next it can be straight but I don't see anybody volunteering to do that for me. During the summer I wear my natural hair out the most. I let it get wet and everything all that's going to happen is my curls are going to reset. I hate when people ask me that question like do you think I cut all my hair off to go natural just to not like it NO. I love it
    I respect India Arie's song it's nice. It expresses to society that they should accept natural hair and hair of all textures but me I AM MY HAIR. My hair speaks, it speaks for me.

ID Physics Class

     Interdisciplinary... So in my physics class we're always doing something different, Ms. Hudson moves so quickly between subjects and there's just so much to cover. Right now we're working on air resistance, it might just be the easiest subject in her class this year. It's pretty much the rule of whatever force is being put onto an object there'll always be a force objecting it. In this case we're focusing on the different forces of air, why some things fall faster than others and how speed does this. I find this subject to be interesting because before the thought of physics and the study of why and how things happen when you fall or drop something you just think of it as this thing is falling because there's nothing underneath it to hold it up; but of course this is wrong, that's where air resistance comes in. Gravity is what holds everything down, it's a natural pull that brings everything towards the core of the earth, opposing that is air resistance: what pushes everything back up.
     I know it seems like I'm about to get into the science of everything but I'm not. Once you learn the truth behind something you ever wonder what life would be like without it. If there was not gravity and only air resistance nothing in the world would sag. Nobody would get wrinkles and saggy nipples. You could drink soda without a cup and stoners would be able to do the best smoke tricks. If everything just floated how do you spit or use the bathroom? Like imagine being an astronaut or something and you go to the bathroom to doo-doo it's just gonna float. How do you get rid of the smell if everything is just allowed to freely float in the atmosphere? That's nasty, thank God for gravity and that we dont live in a vacuum (the correct term for an atmosphere with no gravitational pull). Well anyway that's physics class, where we learn about why stuff falls.