Eat My Words Drink My Passion

 

By: Georgia Trevor

 

Roses are red, violets are blue, if you weren’t at the Open Mic Night at Avila, the person that missed out was you! That’s right, Avila Univwersity's Black Student Union Committee held Open Mic night March 20^th which was the date reset due to all of the terrible weather and boy was it worth the wait!

“It was very entertaining! Elijah who was one of the poets really stuck out to me. He was the host of the whole event and through his poem gave a phenomenal story. There was one that was like a cliff hanger where you held onto it until the end to figure out the whole story. I would love to see this again. Even the campus security staff worker recited, It was great!” said student, Shakaila Wright.

Poetry is a form of expressing who you are and in many ways lets people see you and hear your story. It’s a gateway to escape whatever you may be dealing with and an awesome way to open eyes of others to what they may have been too blind to see.

I see poetry as a way to express what I can’t say just flat out. It sometimes even tells me what I was feeling without realizing it. I feel like nowadays, rap is commercial and people are really sleeping on poetry as a raw form of rap. Fake poets want the passion but not the pain.

Host of the event, Elijah Ming really had a nice, intimate turn out and hopes to try again sometime in May and to continue on with it next year. “More people interested in the committee would be nice too,” he says. “I wish more talent came out but regardless, it was very nice. A nice amount of people came out and enjoyed themselves.”

“One of the poems recited called Jalapeño Peppers was very deep. It even touched a girl in the audience. It was very emotional. I hope we have more Open Mic Nights; it was a great experience and opportunity.” Student, Ricki Dunigan explained.

Look out for the next Open Mic Night and don’t hesitate to sign up if you’re a fellow poet that wants to share with others what’s on your mind and in your heart!

 

 

Can You Feel it in The Air

 

It’s right about that time where couples are being formed or dropping off like flies. It’s either love or hate; no in between! It’s either Cupid hit ya or the naked guy missed ya!!

Yup, I’m talking about Valentine’s Day.

When it comes to our generation, I feel rapper, Drake said it best, “We live in a generation of not being in love and not being together…” I’m not anti-love but it’s not the main focus of my young life. Since I’ve been given the opportunity to entertain my mind with thoughts of this “lovely” day, I’m thinking hearts, flowers, stuffed animals, kisses and lovey dovey talk. I BLAME MY GENDER!

Love is patient, love is kind. Love is slowly LOSING YOUR MIND!

Love isn’t a word that should be taken lightly and though you should show your partner your adoration and care all year round, this day is specifically set to give you the green light to shower them and let them know that though you may not show it every day, it doesn’t go unnoticed.

They say it’s better to love than never have loved at all. . .

 

This is how I feel about love and how it is for me at this current point:

 

Love Don’t Bother Me

                                                  Shoo! Get on! Leave me alone, love.

                                       You’re no good for me; I’ve witnessed what you’re capable of.

I’ve seen the way you’ve worked your magic.

I also see what happens once the sparks stop flying; a sight that’s tragic.

Love, don’t bother me!

Don’t come close, please!

Don’t sneak up from behind and attack.

I gave into you once, so wherever you came from, go back.

I’m not ready to feel everything I used to feel.

I’m perfectly fine staying on earth, at least it’s real.

I know what to expect in reality.

I hate how I wasn’t prepared for heart technicalities.

I didn’t know that you weren’t to last forever.

I didn’t know that he and I weren’t to stay together.

Ironic how you can be so heartless.

Not caring the state you left me in; depressed, restless and a hopeless mess.

How come you couldn’t have finished it how you started?

How could you just leave me; departed?

Love, don’t bother me!

Clever how you clouded my mind and blinded me from the signs.

Signs to where I should have cautioned or been more alert.

At least then I could’ve shielded myself from the inevitable hurt.

Do you know how many tears I shed?

Are you aware of the many sleepless nights I was forced to replay the memories over and over in my head?

I never asked for you to come into my world.

Putting me in the category of being one more broken hearted girl.

You really have discouraged me from looking for it.

I don’t mind it finding me cause I’m not looking for shit!

Damn, I loved the thought of being in love.

I wanted to be in that love and being loved club.

Love, don’t bother me!

I’m through with the games, can’t you see?

My foolish heart has given up; it’s had enough.

When a heart is broken, the body and mind is fragile and weak.

Leaving me to pick it up, piece by piece.

Tears that I cry are wasted and useless.

The mind knew what the ignorant heart didn’t; now I’m stuck by my lonesome looking stupid, so good riddens.

Flee! Leave me! Geeze!

I’m cool, my heart is at ease.

So don’t come round here asking for one more last chance.

I’ve been there, done that, man.

Please, just leave me be.

Please…

Love, don’t bother me!

 

Watch the video below to see how I envision a perfect Valentine’s Day with a significant other and how it differs with a guy’s point of view with my fellow Talon friend, Travis. ENJOY!

12.12.12 "BEST DAY EVER!"

By: Georgia Trevor

So once again, I’ve gotten the awesome-est chance to experience another year where all of the numbers are the same. Since I won’t get to see a day like this happen until another million kajillion years from now, I have documented my day basically summed up. The significance for this date differs from person to person. For me, it was truly a memorable day that I got the joy of documenting on video. Hope you can catch my sarcasm throughout my whole video! Enjoy J

Let Me Introduce Our Pres...2012!

By: Georgia Trevor

November 6, 2012. The day all of America has been waiting for finally arrived. Who won???
President Barack Obama won yet another term to fix what the previous President (not saying any names, *cough* Bush) has caused.
President Obama's reelection campaign took Ohio and thus the election shortly after 8:13 p.m., NBC News reported.

Being a first time voter and seeing that my vote made a difference in my COUNTY (since MO decided to be majority Romney), I felt part of something huge and it feels good to know my vote counted towards something as huge as this!

I for one am not surprised by his win but at the time I was sweating bullets because the numbers were not in my favor on the news channels.
Many rejoiced while others didn't take the loss quite well.

ANOTHER ONE BITES THE DUST!

I'm a sore winner at times.
To be cordial, Romney gave Barack great competition and together I'm sure they can negotiate some ideas for how OBAMA can better America and have us see his vision for a better Us as one.
YES WE CAN...CHANGE...Obama's our Man!

MAKE A DIFFERENCE WHAT???

By: Georgia Trevor

Bullying ENDS NOW

By Georgia Trevor

Bullying is a form of aggressive behavior that is intentional, hurtful, physical, psychological, and/or threatening and persistent. There is an imbalance of strength; power and dominance. The problem occurs when this is a continuous situation that doesn’t stop as generations evolve. Bullying hurts and worst instance, it kills.

   Did you know that Bully victims are between 2 to 9 times more likely to consider suicide than non-victims, according to studies by Yale University?

   According to statistics reported by ABC News, nearly 30 percent of students are either bullies or victims of bullying, and 160,000 kids stay home from school every day because of fear of bullying 

   25% of teachers see nothing wrong with bullying or putdowns and consequently intervene in only 4% of bullying incidents.

   Children and adolescents who bully thrive on controlling or dominating others.  They have often been the victims of physical abuse or bullying themselves.

I’m sure many have heard about the Canadian teenager, Amanda Todd who sadly was bullied so much, it’s reported that she committed suicide. Mind you, before her death, she had tried consuming bleach. She was rushed to the hospital to get it pumped out of her body. When she recovered, nasty remarks on her facebook page about how she should try harder to kill herself or try the same action again because she clearly hadn’t done it right were all over her wall.

I guess my real question is, when will this cycle stop? Why can’t bullying go away as fast as seasonal fashion? Bullying hurts. It leaves scars, whether visibly seen, or not. That doesn’t stop the pain from being any less. Whether it’s physical, verbal, cyber, whatever! It’s hateful and it gets its point across. Being bullied is a silent cry because no one sees it sometimes but those tears are as real as the pain inflicted because of it.

I once was a victim of bullying some odd years ago. It was hurtful, discouraging and it left me feeling alone because no one could relate or cared to understand that I couldn’t just tell the people off. They always came back. From my situation, those very bullies either apologized later on as the years passed and I became my own person WITH A VOICE, or they are actually good buds of mine. Ironic. Though the wounds healed, I still have this strong hate for bullying. It’s always done to those who are different or just can’t stand up for themselves. It’s so unfair!

But what’s happening now is, it’s getting the attention that’s necessary. There’s hotlines, sites and even well-known celebrities speaking on how bullying needs to stop! Positive things like that really have an impact on youth.

“It gets better. It seems hard, you know, I think being different is always gonna be a tough climb. There's always gonna be people that are scared of it. But at the end of the day you give those bullies, those people, that are so ignorant, if you give them the power to affect you, you're letting them win. And they don't deserve that. What you're doing by being yourself is you're keeping it real, and you're being really brave.” -Adam Lambert

Whoever said bullying was cool must not have been!

Sites for encouragement:

www.pacer.org/bullying

www.dig4kids.org/Bully-Prevention

www.lighthouse-services.com/

www.cyberbullyhotline.com

Don’t Be About It, TWEET About It

By: Georgia Trevor

I'd rather," deadpans Philippa Grogan, 16, "give up, like, a kidney than my phone. How did you manage before? Carrier pigeons? Letters? Going round each others' houses on BIKES?" This is an excerpt from the Guardian News online which caught my attention. What the girl said was basically how many teens these days think and strongly feel. Our phones are our lives. Technology has made us anti social in many ways.

Walking Avila University’s campus is pretty much as follows: Students walking, earphones in, phones out either changing the song or on some sort of social network, whether it be Twitter, Facebook, Instagram, Pinterest, etc. This is my generation. This is what happens when technology upgrades and we become a product of being raised by technology.

 This somewhat interests me.

 Did you know that it starts as young as age twelve that kids own a phone? When I was twelve, I was fighting my big brother to get off of the computer so I can PAINT ON OUR COMPUTER SCREEN THINGY MAJIG!

 “I have a phone, Ipod and this house computer might as well be mine. I’m the only one who knows how to work it forreal. I have Facebook, Instagram, and Twitter. I have a lot to say and all of my friends have one,” Serina Trevor, 8^th grader stated to me, as if it were a no-brainer question I asked.

 According to Guardian News, more than 80% of phone-owning teens also use them to take pictures (and 64% to share those pictures with others). Sixty percent listen to music on them, 46% play games, 32% swap videos and 23% access social networking sites!

 According to Jonathan McKee, author, and president of The Source for Youth Ministry kids declared that teens are now soaking in 10 hours and 45 minutes per day of media in a mere 7 hours and 38 minutes. (This requires multitasking. In other words, they are listening to iTunes while browsing the web, all while the TV is on in the background.)

 Me, myself, I wake up and check my phone as if it were the daily news. I check my texts first, go to Twitter, then Instagram then Facebook. I’m sure to have a couple notifications I NEED to check. This is life. I rather text you than call you or talk to you in person. I usually have nothing to say in person if you’re just a social media “friend.” If you aren’t my parents, family members, best friend or a special someone, there is NO reason for you to call me. This is just how I feel. So to sum it up, media is ruling many other teens’ lives and I’m not ashamed to say mine as well.

 We are the technology generation.

 “We live in a society exquisitely dependent on science and technology, in which hardly anyone knows anything about science and technology.” -Carl Sagan

 Technology has made us anti social in many ways.

Our Generation Got It Wrong

 By: Georgia Trevor

"Our generation really does seem to have priorities messed up. It's sad because it's a way of life now for us, sadly," Longview student, Kara Fatseas stated about how she thinks our generation is today.

Alexis Lampkin states "I'm in no place to talk but I see the big picture and I realize things that mattereed then, is irrelevant now because we belieieve it's our "right". Like it wasn't fought for back then."

So I’m sittin here thinking, man are we messed up. You see, I happen to live in a world that’s corrupt; just my luck. What I mean to say is that things are twisted in today’s day and age. For further understanding, let me try to elaborate. Let me set the scene:

A girl gets pregnant, in her early teens. She was the whole package; with a mouth so mean, a body like no other and a swagger so unseen. So it’s only right that she got all the looks, mind on the irrelevant instead of on the books. Until she meets this guy that tells her blissful lies. But she can’t see as far as the eye. So with the guy, she furthers their relation. She’s convinced that she’s in love; she’s never felt this type of sensation. Couple months later, she’s feeling uneasy. Her body’s feeling different and her stomach’s feeling queasy. You see, that very same guy, that caught baby girl’s eye, took something of hers you can’t just go out and buy. So now she’s pregnant with a baby that ole dude is saying maybe to. “How could it be mine when I strapped up, boo? You trynna set me up, I ain’t no foo!” He’s saying everything she’d never expected him to. “What do you mean you don’t know if it’s by you? You trynna leave me on my own?!? Remember it took two!” So now a single mother out there on her own. Friends abandoned her and her parents disowned, with no one but herself, she’s out there all alone. Sadly, this is pretty normal for us today; a tragedy. But it’s the truth when you wanna be “grown” and end up losing your youth casually.

My Generation Got It Wrong.

A young kid, no older than one six, got a couple things in his bag and I ain’t talkin about tricks. Instead of making it on time to class, first block, he’s outside of the school, slingin rocks. Eyes roaming round while he’s grippin on his glock. Mama never cared and Daddy was never there. Teacher gave him false hopes, dealing with the cards he was dealt; unfair. Street smart; can’t learn what he knows from sittin at no desk and in no seat. Money is what he’s after, the root of all evil; greed. He’s got to live, and a nigga’s gotta eat. Sadly, this is reality, money over everything; a young brotha’s mentality. This is how you get respect. They believe these fallacies! When in all actuality, you go and live by the streets; you die by em, a casualty.

My Generation Got It Wrong.

Since when was it cool to cut up in school. When did being a man consist of carrying round a tool? Why are girls so thirsty for attention? Feeling psyched up for a measly little twitter mention? Clothes, close to none. Hitting up clubs, getting the wrong type of publicity is their idea of fun? Bad bitch is what they aim for. They don’t see that they’ve reached the status of a whore. Then when they want love the same dudes that left them feelin used got the real ladies cuffed. When are we gonna break this chain? All of this ignorance is enough to drive a person insane. We’ve taken stupidity to a whole new level. Damaging the minds of angels and shaking hands with the devil. Disguised to believe things in this world are possible; land of the free. Feeble minded people not caring to see, this world was never for us but those in the past fought for what we now have; we owe those that made history. Instead you smoke weed and drinking Amsterdam. Broadcasting it, uploading pictures on Instagram.  Fresh outfits and pictures of your money you got stashed have made their way to becoming your facebook stat. Stupid dude, the government controls everything! Or did you not know. Or were you living by this stupid motto they call Y.O.L.O!?

My Generation Got It Wrong.

Now I’m not trynna preach like I’m looking down on those who live like this. Make no mistake, I made sure to look at myself, I’m no hypocrite. I just happen to observe my environment. I’m not trying to be too old before I can enjoy my retirement. I know where I came from and where I plan to go. I’m writing this in hopes that you can walk with me the same road. I know I still have ways ahead but I can’t turn back to this world that’s dead. I don’t want to be another statistic. I’m trynna express the urgency in this 911 emergency situation. It’s logistics. My generation is broken, who’s trying to join me to fix it?

My Generation Got It Wrong.

"You guys are our future. Sadly, that scares me. Terribly." -Linda Trevor