A Twin at Heart

What defines a twin? Is it the other human being that you shared a womb with? Yes, this is the scientific definition, but my definition is that a twin is the person that you are the most connected with. A person that you are not afraid to be your self around and one that is so similar to you; My twin is Yancy. We come from different backgrounds and are two different colors but the connection we have is only one that twins share. We love dressing alike. For some reason we enjoy doing this and I have to say she is the best person to call a twin. Although we fight, and argue a lot the laughs that we spend together over powers all the negative moments that we have had between us. I can not explain the love that I have for her being that she is a person that has always been there for me. She has been there for me even when we were thousands of miles apart and through the times when I could not talk to any one about my problems but her. A friend that I can never call fake because she is the realist. All I can say is that she means so much to me and that with out her I wouldn't be as open, proud, outgoing, and understanding as I am today. :)

Act Like a Tea Bag

Only 2 more weeks are left in the school year and I am not anticipating the last day of school. The last day of school for me is also going to be the last day in Memphis as well, and off to the Big Apple I go. I feel that any other teen will be thrilled to be relocating to such a busy city but as for my self I am dreading this. Although I was not born in Memphis, but in Africa, I was raised here; I have been living here for a little more than 10 years now and i can not dream of going to school or living any where else but here. I absolutely hate that fact that i have to leave my best friends and Sheffield. I do not really have a say in whether I go or not but I do know that I have to make the best of the situation. New York is known to be a city of opportunity so I am looking forward to seeing  what doors open for me even though I might not be in the most comfortable situation. Even though I'm going to be in hot water, I have to act like a tea bag, take advantage of its temperature and let it bring the best out of me.

Do They really understand?

Although our parents were once teenagers themselves, sometimes it seems like they skipped this critical phase in life. The phase were we tamper with the dangerous and forbidden, find that high school sweetheart, make our own mistakes and disregard the realities of life because we are young. Our parents have been through this phase and at times my own parents tell me stories of times were they have totally disregarded the words of their own parents and simply enjoyed being young and foolish. They recited stories of how they sneaked to the movie theaters late at night, went to the club, there past teenage relationships.. etc. It surprises me when they tell me stories of this nature but when it comes down to me and these types of actions its like writing myself a death sentence. Even speaking of a boy will get my mom riled up, not to mention saying that I want to got out with one. I just wish that they can try to understand that they can't teach me everything through their mistakes. In order to truly learn my lessons I have to make the mistakes my self. Because you can never know how something really feels until you feel it your self.

Your Sunset..My Sanity

For as long I as I can remember I have always been fasinated by the sunset. I dont know what it is about it that mystifies me most; it may be its colors of gold, bronze, and magenta that catches my eye or the slow and beautiful process of the sun receding and going into its peaceful slumber, but I believe its the fact that the sunset is the same to me where ever I am. Growing up I've moved more than eleven times and each place was even more different from the last but the sky and the sunset always stays the same. It doesn't matter whether the sun is setting along side sky scrapers in New York, above trees in Africa or behind apartment buildings in Memphis the way I see it remains the same. This has been the only consistant thing in my life and thanks to the amazing sunset I am sane.

Decisions... Decisions..Decisions

With college right around the corner it is difficult for me to grasp how far I have actually come. Not too long ago I entered the doors of Sheffield High School as a freshman and now I will be graduating next year. All I can say is "WOW". But before I can celebrate my victory, I still have an aboundant amount of decisions to make. These decisions will affect my life in college as well as the future that I wish to live. The problem is however, how do I know If im making the right decisions? Should I consider my parents' advice, the counslors', my teachers', my own or my peers'? Its hard to ponder now because the college scene is so new to me but I hope that I will soon make up my mind. I know that in the end Assiatou Barry is who matters and the path that I choose to take now is the one that will get me to my destination of sucess, which ever one that maybe. 

The dangers of procrastination

Procrastination to me is a mental illness. this illness is not harmful to the body it self; however, it does a great deal of damage to the life of that body. Procrastination is almost a mental drug that is emitted in the brain to help soothe the worries of that lazy body. With life being the overwhelming struggle that it is procrastination comes in handy. It lies dormant until stress is upon the lazy body and waits for that mined to become overwhelmed with tasks; it rears its ugly head and begins its soothing, yet dangerous healing power. This power however, is only healing to a body that has also contracted procrastions compliment: Laziness. What ever task this body must accomplish will be pushed and shoved to later dates and times no matter how important. All with the excuse of "I'll just do it later, I have plenty of time to get it done."  This is the soothing ability of procrastination, because with these excuses softly floating about in ones lazy mind they are at ease and can comfortably continue on with their lazy day of NOTHING. This may not seem so bad at first because its just a few tasks pushed to later dates, but as time goes on important task begin to pile up and that once lazy body is now in a frenzy to accomplish more than they can handle. By this time stress has increased immensly and all because procrastination came to the rescue. If one is suffering from procrastination I prescribe a hefty dose of Productivity!