my most favoritest poem ever written

this isnt racism, it’s art…sure it came from nothing more than a mere tv show, but it’s full of meaning and emotion. obviously this guys got something to fight for, and i just hope that one day, everyone has something that this guy has, motivation.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Words with venom, words that bind, / Words used like weapons to cloud my mind. / I’m a person, I’m a man, but no matter how I try, / People just say, “Hey! There’s that N*gger  Guy.” / Everywhere I go it’s always the same, / Everyone just thinks of me as that one single name. / “Hey N*gger Guy!” “N*gger Guy!” “Hi N*gger Guy!” Stop! / Now go, call me N*gger Guy, fill me with your hate, / Try to bring me down, boop bop you’re too late. / When will it end? Will there ever be a time / Where I can be thought of as more then just N*gger Guy?

 

/ Respect.

so basically i’ve come to a realization

allright so we’ve all seen that clever little show spongebob right? with the clever talking sponge. well i have reason to believe that this shows creator and/or producer are racist to some extent. for example the restraunt the main character sponge bob and his neighbor squidward work at the “krusty krab” (wich of course is the mistype of crusty crab(both spelled with c’s(and yes i went into a triple set of parenthasies))).  if you pay attention during certain episodes you’ll notice that spongebob claims to be a proud member of the crusty crab crew, however due to the shows mistype it actually comes out as Krusty Krab Krew, the same initials as the most well known white supremecy group the klu klux klan. allthough this might be a mere coincidence it seems like nickelodeon would have to go a bit out of the way to tie in the initials the way they did, as well as add the “krew” part to the end.  also i believe they would have noticed something this controvercial esspecially considering the logo of the krusty krab  is two k’s put next to each other.

blogarithm

so yesterday i ventured outside to throw a foot ball at my dogs, yes at them, and remembered that i had a duck. i took him out of his little pin and let him watch as i threw the football and he’d quack and then chase the dogs, and asfter they were all done with it he started making his way with the football, poor guy, guess he’s lonely.

poop =[

so that amazing creative writing teacher i was talking about, yea she yelled a me and dylan, sure dylan deserved it and in a way so did i but i mean come on miss rankin i love you and i’m sorry

blogarythmm dos

hola, mi llamo enrigue matiez. My creative writing teacher’s simply amazing, she lets me and my friend be our selves with little to no consequences and i find that very admirable and trust her entirely. this is by far my favorite class and makes me happeh to say the least

Br3333p

I’m a spoon! I’m too big! but your a banana so it’s okay!

tuesdays coming, did you bring your coat?

yes, and im feeling quite fat, and sassy

whoooyo!!!

whayahhh!!

yowwww!!

but on a more serious note, i think people should stop caring so much about their views on abortions, and on religion in schools. i think there’s way too many variables to pin a specific moral arrangment on either of the subjects. i’m not saying you can’t have your views, but in the end the decisions not really up to you now is it? i think it’s important that we have laws to protect people from retaliation of these two things, but when they’re not necessary then it’s nothing more than an overcautious restriction on free thinking.

i am the queen of france…

Hello world!

Welcome to Edublogs.org. This is your first post. Edit or delete it, then start blogging!