I lived during the flood of 5-2-10

It's been raining for days and doesn't seem to be stopping which really sucks. I'm so tired of this rain. It's flooded half of Georgetown and the only way out of town is the interstate because the country roads between Lexington and Georgetown are majorly flooded. They are so flooded if you drove your car though it well it maybe lost for days or have to be towed out. And it's so bad they are calling it a state of emergancy and calling off school,shuting down roads and putting out boil water advoisry. I wish it would just end now. I mean i'm sick of rain.

My only fear is flooding really bad like bad when i was in like 5th grade. Georgetown flooded so bad we were out of school for days trying to keep people save. or like my Jr year when they wouldn't let us leave school early till it stopped raining for fear so dumbie would go crazy and drive like 80 in the rain and wreak. according to the news we're getting into historical territory with Sunday's rainfall, and they say it's far from over.As of 2:30 p.m., we've had 3.53" of rain,which already set the record for the wettest Lexington and surronding counrties have been for May.If it were to not rain another drop ,we're already the 18th wettest day ever measured in Lexington in over 100 years of record keeping.The wettest day ever in Lexington was August 2, 1932 when an incredible 8.04" fell.I hope that doesn't happen.I mean I know of two dates already that were historic in rainfall in the last few years. One being September 23, 2006 4.76" fell and the other October 23, 2007 where 4.33" fell. Please just let it stop raining.


Here are just a few pictures of Georgetown Right now:

Until you find yourself, it's impossible to lose you

I've noticed that in collge i've stayed true to me. Many people changed as soon as mom and dad left but not me. I stayed the same i changed very very little.And here we are at the end of another year and the start of a new one. I really have to admit I knew it was coming but it didn’t really hit me until last night when I took more in that one second to think about it. A whole year has gone by. Another rotation began. It’s been a whole year since I decided Murray State just wasn’t for me yet. I need hope. I need security. I need home…God. Soon I'll be 20. That’s how I see it. Gives me a kick in the butt. Makes me want to do what I want more and get rid of everything making me sour.But that’s not today. That’s tomorrow. Today is about remembering not planning. And it seems this year has more to remember than most. It’s been one pretty messed up year. To think we’re I was at this point last rotation and to think where I am now. I’m fairly reluctant to read over old letters, papers and even old posts on here I made within the last year for fear of what I might re-discover.But briefly let’s just recap this year. August ‘09 - leaving my friends, leaving a party I felt part of to go and sit on a block of cement. With no clock no radio no concept and a cold heart. Just knowing I needed something new. A new start perhaps, a new way of thinking of my life and where it was going from here. A way out of DramaVille, KY (Georgetown) and way from that high school that caused pain but yet some great memories.My summer at ended at college no more was I a baby being protected from the world by my mom, my aunt, and my granny. It ended. On to a new life. Lots of hidden words from people and lots of anger towards one. But that anger only holds a person back in the end. There were lots of conversations. Parkside with Leah and Nikki around this time, the two I hated to leave the most besides my mom.A party - where I took the cheap way out. The stupid way. I still try not to regret it though because in turn it has made me a different person. It still makes me feel vulnerable to some but it has made a difference. Running away to a old life into a new one seemed scary but really helped me understand what mom had been telling me about all my life...being with new people in the end. Putting myself under the spot light. Finding out who I was. Giving myself up to new people. Going out with new friends. Growing closer to my mom and my “sisters”. I even found it in my Heart to stop with all the hate towards my James(my dad) I can’t even bring myself to say that but when I type it I start to cry. I can’t even explain it. But it makes more sense than the hatred we always had. Learning to live with new people. Being opened to new experiences. New ideas. New lives. And even through this. More people. In the end we all realize we have problem and you need to grow to fight for what you want. you fight and then moments after you regret it. You realize you have more problems. You stand back. You wait. You go out and ignore what’s around you. Make one remark and get thrown back in. And from there you watch more movies than you ever have been to before. You find that you are more open to questions. You have actually changed through the events of the year. And you sit and cry and the person you are now. More like you than before took a risk and met people - people I did not know. I spent a day with them. Got to know them. Say another side. I took the risk and trusted a lot of people. And to my surprise a lot came through for me. I admit this year; I took a lot of time just worrying about myself. But I don’t think that all in all a bad thing. I have defiantly come out a different person to where I went in. I think I’m almost confident enough to go re-read last year.

she just stuck in Houstatlantavegas

So summer has come sooner than i thought it would. I feel like i wasn't in school but a month. But i learned alot in college. I guess after 19yr i can still learn something new that can change my life. I learned to live with someone i never knew who actually turned out to be a really good friend of mine now. I learned that As i start to get older i've notice something...I'm getting more and more like my mom :) in a good way:) i love my M.A.C Make-up my perfume and getting my nails and hair done, My coach bags and MMA Fighting. & I have her Heart♥ and I can say I'd honestly do anything for anyone at anytime :) I ♥ my mommy :)I guess you can say i'm a mini her in a way.I've also learned older people Like 50ish can love rapper just as much as young people can.

With College I've learned that I need to have and put my faith in God because he does everything.Search me, O God, and know my heart! Try me and know my thoughts!I've learned that I can rep for my town any where even if it is a little one horse town(Take Yourself A Picture When I'm Standing At The Mound Man I Swear It's Going Down I'm Just Reppin For My Town.) And to tell the ones you love you love them before they are gone beacause you never know what could happen to them .I seen so many people die in my life that were friends, family, etc. I watched their loves one change for the better and some for the worste.

God I just pray when I go home nothing changes it all goes back to the same as before.So in the end, was it worth it? Jesus Christ. How irreparably changed my life has become. It's always the last day of summer and I've been left out in the cold with no door to get back in. I'll grant you I've had more than my share of poignant moments. Life passes most people by while they're making grand plans for it. Throughout my lifetime, I've left pieces of my heart here and there. And now, there's almost not enough to stay alive. But I force a smile, knowing that my ambition far exceeded my talent. There are no more white horses or prince charming are at my door.I'm Just Stuck in here in what Drake calls Houstalantavegas. So in the end tell them to look up. Tell them to remember the stars The stars are always there but we miss them in the dirt and clouds. We miss them in the storms. Tell them to remember hope. We have hope.

Obama's Education Refrom/ No Child Left Behind

So I'm almost to the end of one chapter and the start of a new one. Freshman Year is almost over and I still can't help but want to read more and more into the Education Reform Act that Obama signed back into law at the end of March. So i started looking more and more into this bill and here is what i've come up with:

Recently President Obama signed a revised copy of what was known as the education reform act or during the age of Bush the No Child Left Behind Act or NCLB. NCLB is a federal legislation that is based on the belief that setting high standards and establishing measurable goals can improve individual outcomes in education. The Act requires states receive federal funding for schools to have assessments in basic skills to be given to all students in certain grades .The Act does not assert the national achievement standard but yet the standards are set by each individual state. The main goals of the NCLB act is to improved test scores, improvement at local standards increase accountability, get the attention of minority population and improve over all education quality. “We have let our grades slip, our schools crumble, our teacher quality fall short and other nations outpace us," Obama said. "Accountability" has become the keyword in the education reformin the United States. During the presidency of George W. Bush, it was also the guiding principle of intergovernmental relations, according to a little-noticed essay in the 2002 Economic Report of the President .

One point is there’s a lot of talk out there about accountability in education and share that concern. But it shouldn’t all be on the teachers. There should be more accountability in our schools myself. Yes, according to President Obama the most important factor when a child steps into the class room that will determine their achievement is not the color of their skin or where they come from; it's not who their parents are or how much money they have but who their teacher is. Many students step into classroom thinking about how much they hate that subject and that same few step walk out their senior year of high school still hating that subject. Hints the reason so many students fail in classes like math, English and science .Teachers do not add excitement to the classrooms and neither does the school. Many students see school as social hour because of the easy class or boredom they feel by sitting there. Where accountability starts is with the government that puts its money where into the schools, and parents and community members who instill the value of education in their students. Without this the teachers blamed for our collective failures.

Obama's Education Reform

Recently I've been doing alot of looking into the Obama Education Reform and how as a college student it would benefit me. And it amazed me to see what all he plans to do with this reform. One this is lengthen the school year. I already spend 32 out 52 weeks in school why make it another 6 or 7 weeks. I'm sorry but that is way to much time to me because if the lengthen the year that means that I will have to pay more than before towards tuition.

One thing he plans to do that is in my favor is raise the maximum Pell Grant award to $5,550 a year. This is great for students who really need it that have lost their jobs in the last year or students who can't work and go to school to.He also promised to push for a $2,500 a year tuition tax credit for students from working families. For students and families like mine these things are amazing. I come from a single parent home(single mother) where my mother was lied off the start of '09. Yes I know college student can get Finical Aid but finical aid only covers so much for a student.

Home sickness: The feeling of missing everything you've ever know..

I miss the spring time sun.The feeling of the sun beating down on you while making dandelion wishes across the world till your blue in the face.It's funny how much you seem to miss as you get older and go off to college. Little things you never thought you'd miss.Like the feeling of belonging to something and knowing you always will. Or how embassing you parent(s) can be but you love them all the same. Well as I hit midterm and spring break I see how badly I miss being at home with my mom.I miss my girls, my family, my old high school( which is funny because I hated that place) just everything I remember about home. I know it's sad right. I just live 30 mintes away why be home sick? Well when you leave everything you've ever know and ever belong to, to go off chasing some dream of your sooner than later will your mind snap you back into reality and show you what your missing.

To me this blog has become less of a homework project and more of a way of tell my girls everything I would normally tell them in a day. Like how much i miss them and how much I ♥ them. It's funny how when your in high school you dream of being out off at college going to class partying your life way. Until you really start to live it and see how much your missing everything you hated in high school. I hated school the hall ways, and not having many classes with my friends. But now i missing being in the nosies crowed hallways, the teacher yelling to stop this or don't do that put up that ipod/cell phone.

But soon I will be home for a week which means a week with my mom a week with my girls :). I'm so excited!!! Spring 2010 here I come even though i'm not going anywhere i plan to make the best of the time I have off! I'm out from the 12th until 21st so i'm only working 4days of that then the other 6days are all mine to do what I please:)!

Well now I feel randoma and like i'm rambaling on and on, so I'm gonna go watch a the new music video to one of my fave bands the Gorillaz on Youtube. Then so Notruious BIG Video Since he died 13 years ago today..Maybe i'll find one I like and post it on here.

"Welcome to Your new addiction"

Ever since I was a little child all I can remember is seeing people with Tattoos and remember how bad i wanted one.I remember taking sharpies, pens, marker, just anything I could get my hands on and draw on myself. Giving myself my own temp tattoos that would come off by the time I left school or that would be easily hidden by my shirt or hoodie.

"You can't tattoo a child!" my aunt would always said, "It's illegal and against God's will."

But I never seemed to care. I wanted one and I had it set in my mind that when I was old enough I was going to have one hell or high water.

Growing up I've always been know as the black sheep along with my mother. I've never really seemed to fit in but my Dolly(granny) and my middle aunt always seemed to love me the best. I may have been the black sheep but I was the prize black sheep. Maybe it was because I was the baby's baby or maybe because I was the last baby girl. Whatever the case was I was prized to my family. So when my mom got her 1st tattoo and showed my family they were outraged at the fact my mom would do that. But my mom has never really been a normal mom. My mom has always been younger then her age,which to me has always been a good thing. When my mom was 30 physically, mental she was 21. I've never known it any different. So when I told her I wanted a tattoo she was all for. Even proposing me make it a mother daughter date. Which didn't bother me one bit. So for almost the last year and a half I've been saying my 18Th birthday I was going....well it never happened. So this past Saturday my dream of getting a tattoo finally happened.


For weeks I've been counting down the days till I would finally get my tattoo. I had a countdown set up on my phone so it would let me know when the day finally arrived. I felt like I was waiting forever. But Saturday finally arrived and I was up bright and early. I knew that my mom's appointment was at 11:00 and mine was at 12:00.I was pumped but nervous about. We arrived at Bleed Blue Tattoos a place located on the north side of UK's Campus above J Allen Studios which is just down from the Mellow Mushroom. . I had been researching this place for months knowing that if I was going to pay big bucks for a tattoo I wanted some place not just good but GREAT. After a month of calling around and researching I knew Bleed Blue was the place for me. When I walked into Bleed Blue the smokey feel of incense hit me in the face. I'm gonna be sick. But I know this is something I want so I'm willing to be sick in order to get what I want. I get up to the 2ND floor and buzz buzz buzz greets me. Now the butterflies have over taken my stomach and I'm really gonna be sick. We get to the counter and are greeted by free condoms and stress balls. All I could think about was how that was the most random thing you could have in a tattoo shop but hey better safe than sorry.

The girl behind the desk greets us "Welcome to Bleed Blue!How can I help you?" Starts to swirl around my head and I have the feeling if i try to talk it would be a mess of word vomit.So I say nothing; I let my mom answer and tell the woman our names and appointment time. the lady Mirisha, I think her name was which isn't important , ask for ID then asks I'm I 18. Now looking at me i look at least 2yrs older then 18 .But i shake my head and hand over my id. She comes back with a page of questions to answer. I answer them quickly and sign.Stu the guy doing my mom's tattoo comes out to get her design. she shows it to him and tells him what she wants and where. Stu draws it up and calls her back. I walk back to the tattoo area and have a seat. Stu starts talking to my mom about tattoos and she starts telling him how she bought me to get my 1st and how she was super cool with and loves Tattoo. I can hear Mirisha telling someone his next appointment is in the tattoo area already with her mom and she's the one in green.

Wait!?! what?!!?!?!? I'm in Green NO!! I'm not ready?!?!? I can hear him coming up behind me. I'm gonna be sick!wait is this real vomit or word vomit coming up?!?!? I take a deep breath and my mind quickly starts racing. Do I really want this? Once it's on me it's never coming off . It will no longer be temps this is the real deal Jeri are you ready??? My thoughts are quickly interrupted by a hand on my shoulder. I turn around to see this guy about my height(5'9) maybe a little taller standing behind me. He's covered in tattoos ,arms, hands,necks,he even has a skull and cross bones by his eye.

"Hey! Are you Jeri?"
"Yes?"
"I'm Jay Rush, you have an appointment with me at 12 right?"
"Yea."
I'm trying to keep my sentences short and quick.
"Well, what are you looking at getting done sweetie?"
I quickly grab my purse and pull out 3pages of creative ideas for one pieces.This piece I've been looking at for weeks now.
"A dandelion,SWEET!"
Sweet is that all you can say is sweet. Give me something else awesome ,amazing,something other then sweet.
"OK well do you want the wording and all or just the dandelion?"
"The whole thing."
"K, just let me draw this up and I'll be right back."
I sit down ,is it to late to tell him i don't want it? JERI SUCK IT UP YOU'VE WANTED THIS FOR YEARS COME ON! A few minutes later Jay show back up with the drawing of my tattoo.It looks amazing .
"Is this your first one?"
"Yep!"
"Sweet I swear it doesn't hurt that bad."
I was trying to believe him since he's covered head to toe.I have a high tolerance for pain but will this be to much?
"I want you 2 sit right here while I put the stencil on and you tell me what you think."
"K"
He sprayed my shoulder with cold soapy water so the stencil would stick.
"Have A look"
"OMG IT LOOKS.....AMAZING"
"OK, well are you ready? I'm about to make the 1st mark."
"IS THAT IT!?!?!?"
"well yea."
"I thought it would hurt that ain't nothing!"
"AHHHHH WE GOT US A LITTLE G IN HERE!!!"
By the time Jay had finished I was so excited to see it i couldn't see straight.
"All right Mama check it out"
"AHHHH Jay I LOVE IT!"
I run over to let my mom and Stu see it. They thought it was pretty cool. I was so excited I couldn't wait to show my friends.Jay told me my cleaning instructions and told me the price.
"OK little G your all done!Welcome to your new addiction! Come back and see me"
If only Jay would have known I'd be so hooked to ink I'd be back the next day he would have laugh. Which the next day i went back and let Stu tattoo me.