#ok rant over i just needed to get thay out of my system
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I should recieve an acting award for not losing my mind when the girl who's made fun of my special interest (punk culture and music) tells me she wants to go to a punk rock concert because she likes one limp bizkit song
#not to gatekeep but#did you not make fun of my shitty diy clothes when i started to wear them out#did you not call me childish for listening to green day like a few months ago#did you not tell me to 'turn off this garbage' when i put on anything mildly punk aligned ??#if she did go i dont think anyone would hate her i just genuinely do not know what she is expecting when she is as judgemental as that#ok rant over i just needed to get thay out of my system
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you call this a education
i would like all of you to look up desegergation in the cleveland public school system the casewestern reserve facts about cleveland and reolise the black kids didnt want to be bussed eathor and the situation promoted predigedous i liked the black nurses my mom worked with we were poor so this dont pertain to me thay by way of bussing rubbed the poverty the black kids were living in in there faces bussing them into our nice neghborhood and trust me thay got even for it they were mean thay made us mean and we all knew the school system only cared about that court order of complience thay got us all equal the rich whites moved out (white flight) rented there houses to anybody bit off absontee lanloard so we all got a shitty education in a all around shitty place in a flat ass broak school system we went to school to fuck with eachother and our shitty teachers and eat free lunch it was shitty too but warm for me atleast the school fernnes worked ours didnt it gets cold as hell in cleveland i lived with a working single mother in a big old ass house i was jullous of the project kids thay had a appartment attendent daddy and there moms were home and jenerally nice my mom worked 3 to 11 and had to take a bus cross town to work she was washing her nursing uniform /on the way to work/ at work/ on her way home from work/ sleeping for work all that and nothing at our house worked and we were poor as hell nowonder i dont want to work it dosent get you anywhere i wanted my mom to go on welfair when we did see her she was primaraly bitching about us cutting out of that shitty school system my mom was a L.P.N in a black neighborhood hospital her tough black head nurse mom went and taugh our mom the Aretha franklen song R.E.S.P.E.C.T and gave her a lether belt she wore on her night gown boy did she sock it to me and my smart ass brother tommy it became her hard working mother theam song funny thing is i sure do miss my mom i was a ass hole tendencys like my dad who didnt give her a penny of child support hats off to my daughters dad he didnt quit his job, he saw his kid and his support was 500 each for 2 diffrent mothers it did make me have respect for him i had the other kind of father he had a lot of say in my house and she came from a one night stand isnt life funny i origanally came from a outstanding cathlic family at one time my mothers side of it was filthy rich and lived on millionars row on the east side of cleveland where the poor black kids live when i was a kid that where the jewish hospital she worked at was we lived on west 101 next to west Bolavard She worked on east bolavard 100 west streets downtown 100 east streats it took her a oher and a half each way. we usto joak about our visatations with her for the most part we didnt have parents my dad called about twice a year i think to argue/upset her and to make me miss him i was his little baby before he replaced me with my half sister. the town did a flip over when the blacks migrated up from the south thay moved to our neighborhood. whites have this bad tendency to move out first to the west side then east bolavard (now marten luther king drive) to west bolavard our side then thay ran to the suburbs welthy blackes ran to places like east cleveland only the the harty had no choice but to just stay alive in the city of desegergattion and poverty hats off to my black poor brothers and sisters we are alive not nessasaraly ok but alive Right! only we know what it was really like to be a poverty stricken fatherless kid being bussed all over hell to make the God knows who happy certainly not any of us our high school was old ass too one of the first in cleveland its now a appartment building thay could have made the black schools better got them some new buildings there was a lot more black kids got them new teachers and we could have got togethor at the (i loved it) suplamentary center we all behaved there it was cool and fun and a musical cultural experence now that was the only bussing we every really needed. that should have happened more often insted of it being a field trip we didnt need a black white mix thay needed better schools and we needed cultural awarness ( all of clevelands vast nashanalitys) multi cultur school in appropreatly down town cleveland it was usually saturday or pay day it should have ben each kid one week day and fix the damn schools does anybody elts have p.t.s.d. from desegergation and our collager ramedial classes when you realised what thay did to you post tramatic the after imbarasement i went to community collage and the high school kids were making fun of me and im the one that was invited to join the smart chick sawaraty thank you cleavand public schools you should have focused on spelling not bussing and this is a blog not a collage paper i had my tuter check that shit im not learning too spell in collage i had more important things by them management and accounting oppertunity lost i graduated with gold ribbon and tastle ohness i like school so much i stayed 4 insted of two years and got a dubble associat degree in business management and marketing
can i get a AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA men!
by the way i prefer black church music its just got more sway to it like our nith grade graduation quire we didnt learn a damn thing but buddy could we sing black music i liked it i liked it I liked IT amazing grace never sounded so good and swing low sweet charit me the fuck out of bussing!!!!!!!!!!!
i learn some good dancing moves an all kinds of ways to cuss and make fun of people and how to fight tooo it was a education im so unapreshetive down right un gratefull i thought it was soposto be a usefull one well its all in how you look at it i guyes my city black ways did attract my daugters father and i had a beautifull daughter and found out what child support is i thought it was a cuss word the way my mom always said it it was usualy sorounded by lots of cuss words and we certanly never benifited from that damn word that made my mom so mad. my daughter deffonety had a better experemce with that word its not a post tramatic my mothers about to throw a fit shut off notice child supprt rants about my pece of shit father his bitch and her bastard kids (memories there so beautifull and yet how do i clasify the child support rants)
THANK YOU ROGER (for not being a pece of shit father) I couldnt help but love you yes i knew i benifited too thats why she didnt have to do shit crazy as it sounds i needed and found a daddy it was you and not in some hoker way i didnt want you to be pissed at me and quit your job it did make me behave trust me it was part of the reason i marries brian he didnt piss off you
west bolavard should be named( i will survive or shackleton bolavard) inspite of it all my mom did eventually thrive and this bitch is still alive trust me its a marical but thats another story we will just call that the year of divorce and psyco kenny by the way im writing a book its called A SERIES OF TRAMATIC EVENTS a thriller biography with out the real names
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