A poem that came from my heart...that really meant something to me...meant....

Just like that you were gone. Out of my life. Just like that. What about me? What about us? You left me in the cold with nothing on my back, but the clothes I had on. I thought me and you had meant something. But I guess not. Just like that..., I remember you and me, staring into each others eyes...not looking anywhere else. Sad uh? How time fly's. Just like that you were in my arms. You holding me tight, not leting go. You said we were going to be forever. But I guess not. Sad uh? How time fly's? Just like that...you were up and out of my life.

I thought a nun was suppose to be nice and caring, but not this one.

See I went to a private school last year, a Catholic school. And my principle was a nun. She was mean,.... to me. And she was real real real ugly. Not to judge, but she was!!! See she didn't wear the outfit thing, but she wore all blue and dress and stuff like that. I think it was their uniform. All the nuns wear that. But sometimes she don't wear all that stuff. One time I seen her with some shorts, and then one time she was wearing some jeans. And all this tight-tight clothing. She really didn't look like no nun anymore. She looked like a hot mess. I thought nuns weren't suppose to wear jeans, short and tight shirts????? But anyway, it got to the end of the year, I had to pick were I was going for high school. I was suppose to go to Mount De Sales. I had a full scholarship for the whole school year. But she what it was, was that my ma still hadn't paid the titution yet. And that nun wanted her money in hand right then and there. My ma couldn't pay it. That nun....to make sure she get her money...she had held my records. And Mount De Sales said they would take me but what was holding me back from getting into that school was that Sister Ellen ( the nun) was holding my records. My ma acutally begged Sister Ellen to release my record, so I can get a good education. But you know what she had said, she said, " You know what Mrs. D. I've worked with you long enough, and you need to keep up with your responsiblities. I can't help you anymore you have to come up with some money." and my ma said, " You know this is my daughter's future, we're talking about Shari's future." And you know what Sister Ellen said, basically what she had said was " I Don't Care." And she is suppose to be a nun???? My dad was telling my ma, "If I had talked to her I would have cussed that B%*$@ out." That's how mad my dad was. He didn't care if she was a nun or not. She really didn't act like a nun. A real nun would have gave my ma some more time, I mean my ma had to begg and she had said no. And on top of that I had a FULL SCHOLARSHIP to go to Mount de Sales!!! That sucks.

That's why I said she didn't act like a nun.

When I grow up I want to be an artist. Or something like that. I like art and it is fun. But I hope that when I get in high school that i don't hang out with the wrong crowd. Because people do some stupid stuff to get your life all messed up. Like you could get pregnant or get hook on drugs. And that is the wrong path that i don't want to take. You see these young girls out there doing all kinds of things. like going into the bathroom with older boys and having sex. I don't think that they should do that. To me that is wrong.

But anyway, if anybody knows a school or a progam with good art skills or junk like that let me know at sharimd3@yahoo.com

I have addiction, but it is your ordinary addiction. Like smoking or drinking. My addiction is shoes. I have a serious problem over shoes. I got like 13 or 14 pairs of tennis shoes. I don't called them tennis shoes I call them shoes just in case your wondering. But all of them arange from $10  to $75. And all I buy is Nike, Adidas, Chuck Taylor's, Filas, and New Balance. That is all I buy. And if you would give me like $200 I would spend it on shoes, believe it or not this is the truth.

When it come to get respect. I sometimes don't get it. People take me as a joke. Do I look like a joke to you? You couldn't just come up to my face and started talking all this smack. I maybe skinny but I will get right back in your face and cuss you out.

Don't do that to a person. People are walking around acting like they stuff and all. But inside I no there not. You got all these gangs and junk. But what is the need for them. If you don't do anything to a person, people will get at you lke it is nothing. And from my experiences, people have done it. But do you know what I do to all of those haters? I shake em' off.

Like I said people think I look weak, but you don't never ever get in my face talking all of this smack. Cause I will knock the crap out of you. That is how I get my respect.

You feel me?

Not to be mean or anything, that is just the way I grew up. That's what my dad taught me as a little child.

Okay so you may have heard of me, Shari. You might have heard about me from my best friend Jalisa or (Daphnepepper). But if you didn't I'm going to tell a little about myself.

I'm fourteen years old living in boring little old Macon. I am 25% Black and 75% Fillipino. Just to make it sort I'm just half and half. I have to little skanky brothers. One is 11 and the other is 9. I have two dogs Blonco and Fudge. No cats.  

I'm going to the ninth grade. I been to a Catholic school, but don't get me wrong I been to public school too. I been at the Catholic school for about one year. And nothing was really different. Expect for the teachers and everything but it all good.

I like Rap, Hip hop, and R&B. And stuff like that. But if you see me or something you wouldn't think i would listen to that.

One thing I hate what people do is that they would come up to me and ask me are u Mexican, Idian, or Puertican. I neither one. That gets on my nevers alot. But the bad thing about it is that i got a daddy that looks like and Idian. He's not really Idian, he is really half Black and half Fillipino. That's why he looks like one.

But anyway, I got a best friend her name is Jalisa (none of your bussiness). She is a real nice person. But when you her or something, she looks like she stuck up. Don't get me wrong again, that is my friend, and i wouldn't even dare to say something bad about her. She is real smart, but she doesn't have any common sense. But she is a fun person to be around with.

You may look at me and say that I look skinny and everything but I can eat. I like rice and soul food. Like greens, black eye peas, and chitlings. And stuff like that. But if you try to start something with me. Like get all in my face, you'll get cuss out in a heart beat. But if you don't mess with me I will treat as nice as I can be.