Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Let's write an autobiography. Day 1

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6'oclock. Nia hated waking up for school on Monday mornings. It was always the same routine, hop in the shower, brush your teeth, and iron you school clothes. Nia didn't know what she hated most, waking up for school or ironing your clothes. Nia's mom was very picky when it came to ironing their clothes. She had to line the seams perfectly together, starch the colars, and be extra careful to never ever burn the material. But that wasn't the worst of it. She had to always iron in the pleats of her navy blue jumper.

But this morning things turned upside down. When Nia woke up the time was actually 6:45. Nia jumped out of bed, ran to the bathroom and almost knocked down her sister.
"Why didn't you wake me up" Nia yelled.
"It's not my fault you kept hit the off button and not the snooze button" replied Tia.
"Ugh, you know we leave out at 7:15" moaned Nia

Now Nia had to do a quick wash up and race to kitchen to finish ironing her clothes. She set up the ironing board and laid her shirt out nice and neat. She turned the iron on and went to fix a bowl of her favorite cereal. Oh how she loved Lucky Charms.

Every few bites of cereal she'd stop and move the iron. She came to an extra wrinkly spot on her white blouse and thought, she'd just sit the iron there and let it get out the tough wrinkles.
"You aren't dressed yet" her mother yelled as she rushed to the bathroom to put on her make up. "You'd better be ready in ten minutes. We don't have time to be lolly gagging today. Do you hear me?" "Yes ma'am" Nia uttered as she went back to eating cereal.

"Holy smokes" Nia thought. She turned to check her blouse and she ruined it. There was a nice and hot, large, brown iron stain in the middle of her blouse. "Mama's gonna be real mad... and I don't have another clean blouse!" Nia sadly put on her ruined blouse and slipped into her fairly wrinkled UNpleated skirt and rushed to put on her jacket because she knew her mother would whip her for sure if she found out.

Nia hated Mondays.

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Thursday, March 12, 2009

The Future

My friends are encouraging me to think about the future.
They are a bit worried by me. I am about worried about me.
Like, I just cannot be a failure to my family.
And I dont know what to do... not at all.
I am not enjoying my classes.
I am tired of trying.
I it is hitting me that I have a 18 months left before I need to have an apartment, have a job, and be self substaining. And this scares me.
Because I know, I am flunking college.
I am very poor and won't get much help from the family.
And six months after college... loan collectors will be knocking on my door.
hmmmmmmmmmm

Monday, August 08, 2005

1st post

Don't know if I like this yet....
I have a xanga, livejournal, and a myspace.
Check those out under parklandgirl06
Its more about me
Xanga is my main account though