MoHaWkGrl

Monday I start college, I've never attended college a day in my life. Wish me luck!!!

You call me:
"redneck"
"Hillbilly"
"Slaker"
"Cracker"
"Honkey"
"Whitey"
"Gringo"
"Sage"
and you think it's OK.

But when I call you:
"Jungle bunny"
"Spear chunker"
"Coon"
"Wet back"
"Jiggaboo"
"Porch monkey"
"Sand nigger"
"Rag head"
"Towelhead"
"Camel Jockey"
"Gook"
"Spook"
"Nigger"
"Kike"
"Slant eyes"
or
"Chink"
you call me a racist.


-You have the United Negro College Fund.

-You have Martin Luther King Day.

-You have Black History Month.

-You have Cesar Chavez Day.

-You have Yom Hashoah

-You have Ma'uled Al-Nabi

-You have the NAACP.

-You have BET.


-If we had WET (white entertainment television) ...we'd be racist.

-If we had a White Pride Day... you would call us racist.

-If we had white history month... we'd be racist.

-If we had an organization for only whites to "advance" our lives... we'd be racist.

-If we had a college fund that only gave white students scholarships...you know we'd be racist.

-In the Million Man March, you believed that you were marching for your race and rights. If we marched for our race and rights...you would call us racist.

-Did you know that some high school students decided to make a club for only the white students because the other ethnicities had them. they all got sent to court for being racist but the african-american, Latino, and Asia clubs were not even questioned.

-You are proud to be black, brown, yellow and orange, and you're not afraid to announce it. But when we announce our white pride, you call us racists.



I am white.

and

I am proud.

But, you call me a racist.



Why is it that only whites can be racists?

Now watch, I'll be racist for reposting this

So what? no-one will re-post this for fear of being called racist

My two best friends got in to an argument last week and one if us is no long friends.  Heartless and myself were chillin;’ in the wing watching a movie, Renelle had her music loud in the room, so when she opened the door, the music was more intense then it was when the door was closed.

Heartless asked in a kind way, “Can you please turn down the music? We are trying to watch a movie.” Out of the blue Renelle gets all bitchy and start going off on Heartless, I knew then all hell would break loose. These grLs really don’t like each other.

At first things get silent, the Heartless says, “I was trying to be nice to your ass, I asked in a nice way. You got me fucked up I’ll beat yo ass.” ( Something like that? The words were exchanged. I laughed… then I said, “Both of y’all need to grow the fuck up!”  Heartless and myself continue to watch The Devil’s Reject’s.  At that point I knew Renelle was pissed the fuck off. I don’t say anything to her; I got to brunch with Heartless.

After I came back from brunch I signed out for the day, I forgot where I went. When I came back to center, Renelle was leaving and I knew she was very pissed off. So I walk in B wing and start watching TV. I say, “Bye Renelle.” Renelle says nothing back. So I say, “Fine Renelle don’t say anything back.” Renelle,” I don’t get why your are toying with my mind, I just don’t understand. I let what she says go. The she starts slammin’ shit around like a crazy person. I’m a smart ass, everybody knows that. I’m like damn she needs to go to the crazy ward. She keeps saying her comments, of course under her breath. I said,” Your life would be easier if I were not in it.” Renelle,” Please don’t talk to me right now.” K.C.,” Okay, fine I will not be your friend anymore.

Renelle start taking her anger out on me, I didn’t’ do anything to her. She was mad a Heartless and took it out on! That is not right.

The day before Renelle irked my nerves again…

She was mad because I didn’t buy her this stupid Anmie she wanted, so she started pouting, I told her, “No wonder why you’re always broke.” She spends her money on stupid shit and wants to get mad when she doesn’t have any money.

For months she been bitching and bitching about getting a fuckin’ job, she ain’t got shit. Don’t bitch if you’re not going to do anything about it.

This grL has a high expectation out of me, like I’m her mom or something. She also been bitchcin’ about getting her G.E.D. she ain’t got shit, she has opportunity to go to tutoring like I do, but she rather chase boys and be with her friends.

Everything I say and I, I do it. Man, I’m so tired of Renelle’s shit, I no long want to be friends with her, and I’m not her friend. I want ppl in my life that is doing something with them, Renelle ain’t doing anything. Renelle and K.C are no longer friends.

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My name is K.C. and all my life, I’ve had longer hair. I’d either have my hair in a ponytail or have my hair down.

            For years I’ve wanted to have a new hairstyle, but my mother wouldn’t allow me to cut my hair, I use to get so angry, but I knew when I turned 18 I could do what I want to my hair.

            The first time I messed with my hair, I had my friend Space cut my dead ends off. I was happy with my hair.

            The second time I messed with my hair, I had a grL at Job Corps Perm my hair, I have a different texture of hair, My hair fell out, not all of my hair my fronts and my back fell out.

            After that lesson I knew I shouldn’t have messed with my hair again, three weeks later I dyed my hair light brown….. That dye fried hair and it also feel out. When my hair is falling out I was laughing, I wasn’t angry, hair will always grow back!

            The third time I cut my hair into a MOHAWK! I loved my Mohawk so much, others around me would say negative things about my hair, I’m the type of person who don’t care what you think about me, you either like me or u don’t. Other’s around me where angry.

            Here at Job Corps they made me cut my Mohawk off, I cut my Mohawk off Sunday, June 3^rd, 2007. Mohawk grL R.I.P.

            Since I’ve had time to think about my life, people always labeled me as “THE GIRL WITH THE LONG HAIR” I hate being labeled. Other would tell me oh your, the black girl who has long hair, you should be proud because most black girl’s don’t have long hair. Why would you cut your hair?

            I’ve also realized society judges you on your appearance, that’s not ever right because it’s what’s on the inside not on the outside.

            My hair doesn’t define who I am, I could be freakin’ no hair and still be the sexiest girl out there.