We're making it happen.

So one day (Feb. 9th). Hangging up posters. My friend and I encountered some graffiti (gang related).  So we decided to advertise the Valentine's Day Dance over it, it's a way to show that, that mess should have been covered and we decided to take action and cover it ourselves. Of course the step in cleaning it take like what 5 min maybe less, but leave it to them to make something so simple so complicated. Hopefully this will be painted over. and when it is I'll be sure to right about it.

Blizzard 2011

If your reading this we have survived the Blizzard that struck Chicago on wed, February 2nd, 2011. If your living in Chicago your going to expect some harsh winds, hot summers, and brutal winters. The blizzard was so bad that Chicago Public Schools closed for two whole days! the photo was taken once we got out of school. Things have calmed down now, but there are still lost cars, snow filled streets, and piles of snow on drive ways. Hopefully this is the last heavy storm we'll see.
P.S I sound like a reporter.

Lets Talk About The Good Guys

DiANA:  She's been there since day one starting on September 9, 2008. She's the person i can tell anything to. I know i can trust her with anything, she takes care of me and i take care of her. We're Best Friends. I love her.<3
Fer: He's The guy i meet in world studies. the guy i ate Tortas with. He's been there since April 4, 2009. i can trust him. he can trust me. He's can draw, sculpt, and write nice. i'm just there to motivate. I love him.<3
Francis: This guy. he's an awesome person. i can't remember when we started talking but i'll never forget i meet him. we talk about stuff. we mention things. and we have crazy ideas. yeah i'll be there for him. I love him.<3

Dont know what to do.

don't you hate it when things arnt what you expect?
when something seems to be this but ends up being that?
"Love" is alot like that. and i hate the fact that it's confusing and difficult to find that
person you're willing to spend the rest of your life with.

Its Just another way to die.

It makes me wonder we're well be in 50 years...

A part of me dosen't want to know.