tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6293040704288484452012-02-16T02:28:29.229-08:00by Lamar James. A part of The Advocate blog network.The Advocatehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12904892351877127962noreply@blogger.comBlogger81100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629304070428848445.post-74982813764755823242010-03-29T23:41:00.001-07:002010-03-29T23:41:07.797-07:00

In class today I learned an important lesson. Today was my first day back from a couple of days I missed. I just happen to come back, when Paul our advisor was giving one of his lecture. Since this is not a lecture class, they are always important to hear. This particular lecture was on the importance of using the AP Stylebook. I admit I am one to look over the style book, getting comfortable

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Ms. Berry a friend of mine from Political Science class, told me I was beautiful. I always felt that to, but I did not want to fell conceited. I realize though, she was not speaking of my physical beauty she was speaking of my ability to touch people. After a heated dispute with my sister, she told me that my actions were too girly. I told her I was gay, this is a fact that we both know, but I

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As I sit here and right this, words cannot express how I feel. I lost a friend September 11, 2009. The pain that I feel is deep, and I keep questioning what happen, and why. Kaneesha Mallard was a beautiful girl. She was full of life, and love to laugh. She was a great friend, and an amazing confidant we had fun together. There was never a dull moment when she was around. I remember when I first

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Two weeks ago, I had an amazing experience. I went to church; I have been raised in the church as long as I can remember, before I was even thought of. My mother had grown up with a on a strict, and loving Christian foundation. It was always fun to go to church, everyone would get all dolled up, and be as sharp as they possible could. People would catch the Holy Spirit, and I would laugh not

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Tonight I performed; I performed at showcase night At the John and Jean Knox Center for the Performing Arts. The experience made me realize why I wanted to choose writing as a career choice. The satisfaction I gained from written my own poem, and then performing my pieces in front of people gave me insight to my dreams. The power of communicating with people through the pen, and the paper is an

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Life in general can be a rigorous set of events. Sometimes people are privileged, and are born into wealth, and sometimes people are not as fortunate. I can remember a conversation that I had with one of my friend’s mom. We were talking about how sometimes life can get so difficult that we feel like giving up. I told her I had, had a lot of those moments when I was younger, rather it was a very

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I am the fourth of eight children. My oldest sibling is six years older than me, and my youngest sibling is 11 years younger than me. My siblings and I have lived together most of our lives, but rarely ever had anything in common.I remember as a child I could never go out with my older siblings, because the gap in age difference, and really had no interest in what my younger siblings were

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I love to listen to music it makes me sane. I was telling a friend the other day, that music has really got me through some tough times in life. Without music I would probably be insane by now, the lyrics of some songs are so good that I can't listen to them sometimes because they make me cry.  

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