Mr. Baize and the composition book

I am blogging today. I blogged twice yesterday. Even though I can blame my homegirl for starting me on this whole blogging thing, I blame my freshman year English teacher for this want to write something everyday. Everyday in his class we would have to write whatever was in our heads in our black and white journals for five minutes. Even if you wrote "I am not thinking of anything, this is stupid" over and over again that what we was supposed to do. He never collected the journals so you could write whatever you wanted and didn't have to use proper English which was a blessing in itself for me. But anyway, it taught me that expressing myself with the keyboard or pen could be therapeutic. I am not a poet or any sort of literary talent. I just like to put my thoughts down so I can get it out. Whatever it is, no matter how big or little, just to get it out. I mean who cares the folks got ill with me about the V8. I did and I am glad I have an outlet to share my thoughts so I don't have to bore nobody with the very little things that happen to me. I share the little things with my friend sometimes. I wonder if he listens to all the rambling I do. Really can't say if I would. A long lost buddy of mine invited me to her wedding. I am so happy for her. From what she says she went through a lot which is why she lost touch with many people. Everyone has to go through their own storms. The only thing we can control is how we handle the storm. Kirk Franklin is on the radio. Even though he got the blessing from a member of The Elements, he should have left September alone. I want Lila James' album. I am a grown woman in college and still don't know when to put the apostrophe behind the s. I am quite sure one of my English teachers covered that rule, but I was probably too busy composing music. I miss being in my high school band sometimes. Lisa Lopez died five years ago today. Funny the little tidbits you pick up by listening to the radio. Why do many people with paid radio think they are superior to those that don't? Will I feel that way too if I get it? Vegetable lasagna from Stouffers is delish. So is Carvel icecream logs rolled in the Carvel cruchies. I am having a fat girl moment. I'll complain about my weight later, I know. But it was good and will be good tonight. I don't want to drive tomorrow. I want to ride my whole vacation. I drive every where cuz Pooka isn't old enough. I have no choice but to do everything. I feel the need to complain but I am not. Just will end this here. Has it been five minutes?