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Tuesday, December 8, 2009

SCHOOL IS OVER....for now.

I can't believe that it is over. My English final was today and I feel Great! Not too great but Great engough to put a smile on my face.
This is my last blog for the year 2009. Hopefully i can continue this blog in English 1102 in the year 2010.

Merry Christmas And Happy New Year!

Kite Runner: Con't

Five Minor characters
  • Farzana: Hassan's wife; sohab's mother.
  • Dr. Rosen: the docor that Soraya and amir went to see.
  • Karim: the diver that drove passenagers from Afghanistan to Fredmont.
  • Jalaluddin: Amir and Baba's Seventh servant after Hassan and his father left.
  • Fazila and Karima: Amir's cousins (the twins).

Tuesday, December 1, 2009

The Kite Runner Con't

2. Character Foils:

Contrasting: Amir and Hassan

Amir and Hassan are very opposite in some ways. When they were younger, Amir caused trouble while Hassn seem to get him out of it. Baba and General: Baba refused to accept support from the federal governmtent and he had a job in the United States, While on the other hand, general never held a job in the U.S. in hopes to return to his former position in Afghnistan. Amir and Soraya: Soraya held people who caouldn't read, while Amir mocked Hassan knowing that he culdn't read.


The Kite Runner.

1. In the story, the role of a woman is basically to cook, take care of the house and to nuture the the child. In the story, the woman is below the man in all cases.

2. Betrayal is somthing that the main characters all went through. They all betrayl each other.

3. Blood is thicker than water is what i can conclude from this story about the brothers. It seemed like Amir and Hassan have always been close without the knowledge of knowing they were brothers.

4. Father & Son: Hassan and his father, Ali, have a special bond that no situation could break. He loved him son dearly. Amir and his father are the opposite. The relationship between them is more like none exsistance. Amir is more soft-hearted while his father, Baba, whishes his son is more like Hassan.

5. Class distinction palyed a big role in this story. Compared to other Afghans, Amir and his father had more oppourtunities: they were rich, didn't had to go through what other Afghans had to go through and everyone speak highly of Baba, Amir's father.

6. Amir went through a huge gulit because of the trouble he caused between his father and Ali, When he didn't stand up for Hasan while he was getting rapped, and lot more.

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Gving thanks to God in Yoruba. (One of The Nigerian Language)

Inu mi dun wipe mo ni Oluwa le gbe mi!
Ni gbati mi o ba ni enikankan lati ba soro, Oluwa wa pelu mi.

Mo kan so wipe Ose Olorun. Iwo ni kan ni mo gbo ju le. enikan ti mo gberan le.
Oba mi, Ore mi. Baba mi, Mama mi.

Kaaaa bi ye si Oluwa.
Ose o.

Thursday, November 5, 2009

OMG RESEARCH PAPER!!!!! Freaken research!

Here we go again. Just when I thought I was chilling with a break from papers, here comes a research paper...worst enemy. lol. I DON'T DO RESEARCH PAPERS!!! But I guess i have no choice but to stick with it and get it over with.

God Help me.
I need all the help I can get my hands on. lol

K-L

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

I AM TAKING FORMATION!!!

Coming into this semester, I had no clue as to what's to come. All I had in mind was to go to school, study, and follow the syllabus given to me by my professors. Little did I know I was going to be more occupied than I had expected. Along with my schedule, I'm the President of a new student organization "Dynamic Expressions" and also, an official member of the Sigma Alpha Phi Chapter at Macon State college.

Thanks to the Most High God, I feel highly blessed to be chosen in these organizations.

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

ALL IN GOD's HANDS

It's always on my mind. It nevers stops distracting me. I can't help but think of the "what ifs", "how?" "With who?", "Why me?", "Why us?" "Why now?".
I read in the Holy Book that things happen for a reason to manifest God's work in our lives.


God is good.
All the time.
K-L

Thursday, October 22, 2009

3rd Essay Draft:

Big City vs. Small Town

A city life is what society calls a life that never sleeps, where everything moves at the speed of light. On the other hand in a small- town, things moves much more slowly. In today‘s society, we’ll notice that after high school graduation, young adults plan on living behind the small town life to move forward to bigger and better things that life has to offer.
In the city, there are things that a person from a small-town wouldn’t be accustomed to such as the undeniable traffic and the tall industrial building found of the corner of each street. In contrast to the big city, traffic in a small town area wouldn’t be as hectic or as common in a place that contains less people. Since the city is more than likely to draw in tourist, it has also been proven that it is an expensive place to live. Considering its population and its popularity of different expensive tall buildings, the taxes are more likely to go up causing everything else within the city to rise in price.
On the other hand, in a small-town where things are more settled compared to a big city, there are less young adults because after graduation, they tend to gain the will into wanting to explore the world around and gain more freedom by moving away from home. One thing that is certain within a small town society is that there is more closure. People come together to establish some sort of community gathering in making sure that people in the neighborhood are all on one accord as far as getting involved in the community. The people are also known to be more friendly and willing to help each other out unlike the big city where everyone is rushing and none has the time to stop and help the person out. With a small town, things are much cheaper and easier to raise a family considering the fact that there are little to no industrial building. Because of the population rate within a small town, lesser traffic is big advantage that the small town has over the big city.
Although, there are many differences between a small town and a big city, they also have similarities. These similarities are the fact that both locations have the basic needs for a society such as education, job, family and health centers. They both have leadership within the society even if the society isn’t as close as the other.
In conclusion, I’d rather live my life in a big city because it is much more live and the city “never sleeps”.

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

Hectic Week

Omg! I can't believe how much work I have to complete by the end of this week! It's like all these study work are crawling out of no where attacking me or something. lol. It's not funny but I got to find some sort humor so I won't wnd up passing out just thinking about the things I have to do by the end of this week.
Well , i hope and pray that i'll get these things done.

XoXo
K-L

Thursday, October 15, 2009

Funny Story.

You won't believe what happened! Ok, my morning strated off with me missing my regular 7:10am bus. Then I had to sit at the bus stop in this cold weather for at least half an hour. So instead of sitting on the wet benches provided to bus riders, I put my English 1101 folder on the wet bench so I could sit on. Half an hour later while shiverring from the cold weather, the bus came. I was so glad tot see the bus that I quickly jumped up from my sit to get on the bus. Not until after the bus pulled off till I realized that I left my English 1101 folder on the wet bench. lol. I couldn't believe how I did such as thing. But looking back on it now, It has been the funniest thing so far.
Now i'm sitting in class with an english Textbook without the English Folder. lol

So funny...I think.

Tuesday, October 6, 2009

Glorious Morning.

My heart is filled with joy. Filled with unbelievable feelings that i never knew could exist after such long period of time. Such feelings that usually appears during the blooming season of the year. I feel a melting in my heart...an experience that is very rear for a character such as mine. At times, i feel as though i'm walking on clouds and smiling at the littlest things...even when it isn't funny. lol.
My friend says it might be the me falling in love. I disagree with that beacause it will take a miracle for that to come true. But then again, who am i to say? God knows my what my heart desires and that's all that matters.

Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Rough Draft Essay #2: FAST FOOD CAN'T WIN OVER HOMECOOKING

If we take a look among our society today, we’ll notice that in every interstate exit is at least 4-5 fast food locations on each side of the road. It is an easier way of life for those who are none cooks or those who just don’t have the time. We, as humans, just don’t understand the fact that, that is spending extra money on food that only last for the time being. Also, fast food has changed today’s families in ways that our grandparents wouldn’t agree with. The valuable family time is being neglected because of the amount of time and money out into fast food restaurants.

At 17, Kelly and her twin brother barely have time for family events they once treasured when they were younger. Their parents always had always made sure that family time comes first before any other plans but that soon change when Kelly’s father broke the news to his family that his job required him to move a bigger city with more opportunity.
The transformation from a smaller town to a much bigger city affected the family in a huge way that family time became the least of matters. Kelly and her brother were more involved in school; the parents became more occupied with work and less attention family dinner. With nothing else to come home to, Kelly and her brother became regular fast food members. Every other morning, Kelly finds herself entering McDonald’s and exiting Taco Bell at night with something for her and her younger brother. The family closeness was no longer available for both Kelly and younger her brother.

As a young, outgoing first grade teacher, Josh often finds himself in a rush every morning. With his hectic daily routine, it is hard for him to have time for himself. A year before he landed his big break as an elementary teacher, he promised to maintain his weight by eating the right diet and exercising more with the hope of avoiding diabetics that seems to run in his family. But with Josh’s new life, he procrastinate his promises as he continues to make regular stops at one of the fast food places close by.

Fast foods are known to be unhealthy because if the fatty acids and high in cholesterol but uneasy to ignore while homemade food are more healthy and requires more time to cook. Homemade food has the power to bring closure within the family while fast food does the opposite.

Thursday, September 10, 2009

The First Step

Good Morning.

Its ironic how can be so passionate about a long-term goal you may trying to acheive but you then find yourselve in making the effort to make it a reality.
Taking the first step into making your dreams into reality is the hardest step. For me, it takes someone to actually push me into that first step....the hardest step for me. Thanks to a new-found friend of mine. i can't thank her enough for believing in me and staying on me.

Thanks Friend.

XoXo
K-L

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

Closed Doors

Good Morning.

Here I am trying to figure out what it is excatly I'm looking for in the oppsite sex. The answer to that is easy but yet hard to find among the opposite sex of today. Although I may be young, I've had quite a few relationships in the past but not one seem to have the whole package. Either he is Financially UNstable, thugs and wannabe's, unfaithfull, or just plain-old boring!!!
I don't get it! Why can't there just be someone out there that is a REAL MAN who handle what's his. If it's money, he doesn't have to worry about that because I have mines. Just as long as he has his.
Is that too much to ask for? My friends said to me that there is somone out there for every one but the ones i've been running into are just not my cup of tea.
Or is it me?
LOL...No...absoultely not.
It's a waste of time to invest my time into something I can't have for the long-term. Therefore, I'm closing all doors that doesn't intrest me.

Or what do you think?

Thursday, September 3, 2009

2nd Draft: The beginning New Life In America

Kikelomo Moreira
Mrs.Sharon B. Aikens
English 1101
Descriptive Essay Rough Draft


My New Life in America

The two facts about Nigeria and America are, Nigeria is on the West of Africa where I was born

and raised, and America also known as the Land of Opportunity, stands by itself as a

continent. Both countries plays a huge roles in my life and they contribute to the person that I

am today. Nigeria has always been my all time favorite topic to share with people just as

America would be if I was to go back to my country. Nigeria is where my heart lays, my home,

and all I knew of before coming to the United States of America…my past. Never in a million

years would I think I would have a new beginning in America or anywhere else in that matter.

Oct 2002, at the age of 12, my adventure began to take formation as it marks the day I made

part with my other half into a world I have little to no knowledge about. Before leaving my

country behind, I took a look back wondering when or how I would return and if I would be

recognized as the same little innocent girl I was before my departure. Thoughts of disturbance

ran through my head as I pictured myself screaming at the top of my lungs for rescue from the

madness within myself that no one seem to notice but me. Waiting for the alarm to go off as it

does every morning to opening my eyes hoping this was all a dream…I soon learnt it wasn’t

when I was informed by a flight attendant to fasten my seatbelt.

Eight hours of tears, eight hours of pain, eight long hours of never getting the chance to say

goodbye was unbearable. It was bad enough that I had no other choice but the only one that was

given to me. Surprising how time seems to bypass when you pay little attention to it. Those eight

hours I spent dreading on what is soon to be my past felt like thirty minutes of the worst day of

my life. As we were half way through the long ride, I begin to ask God if this was what he

planned for me. If this was how he wanted me to find myself as a person (self identity). I

rememberd the advice I was given before departing "God doesn’t give you more than you can

handle.” These words of wisdom was what kept me from believing there wasn’t such a thing.

Not long before I drifted off to sleep, the Nigerian Airline plane landed on the ground that

was coated with nothing but neatly placed white ground there. I’ve never seen such a site.

Realizing my look of confusing the passenger next to me infromed me that the neatly white

coated ground is snow. Not sure what he was talking about, I nodded my head in agreement to

keep from looking or feeling stupid because of my lack knowledge with this new environment. As

soon as we entered the airport, I immediately notice the rush that people seem to have as if

their next step may be their last. Everything seemed to be moving at the speed of lighting. I

looked around to observe how everyone was dressed in long coats and gloves with scarves tied

around their neck and lower face. This seemed awfully odd, I thought. I didn’t quite understand

why they were so dressed in heavy clothing until I made my way out the opposite side of the

doorway. Immediately, I was greated by the wind that hit me as though I’ve been

hit with a bottle of ice freezed water. The wind felt as though I was going to be taken by it.

Between struggling to catch my breath, keeping my balance and keeping my luggage from

getting mixed up with the outside dirty snow that seems to be making its way into my sandals,

receiving assistance was the worst of all. It was hard enough that I couldn’t get a full

understanding of the way the English was that's begin spoken. I understood perfect English, but

understanding the American English was much harder than I expected.

From this point on, I realized that this is a new world, a new individual that has to make herself

known to this challenging world called America. The new level that marks the beginning of the

rest of my life. Having no clue, no supportive guardians, no mentor, in this life where I know no

one but me, myself and my father. A new life I had no control over…not by choice, but by

default.

R.I.P. Messenger

Hello World,

I'm going to make this nice and short.
I'm glad to be here, but not gald that my bestfriend didn't live to see another day. Yes, mybestfriend that hangs with me every where i go, stays in my purse untill it rings, my bestfriend who allows me to contact other friends. Sadly, my cell phone broke into piece yesterday. Now, all i have left to do is hold on a few days till i find a new best freind that fits my stlye.
Rest in peace "messenger"

XoXo
K-L

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

My New Life in America

My New Life in America

Two things facts about these two countries are Nigeria is on the West of Africa where I was born

and raised, and America also known as the United States of America, stands by itself. Both

countries plays a huge role in my life and they contribute to the person I am today. Nigeria has
always being my all time favorite topic to share with other people just as America would be if I

was to go back to my country. Nigeria has always been where my heart lies because it’s my

home, where my families are, and it has always been all I knew of before coming to the United

States of America. Never in a million years would I think I would have a new beginning in

America or anywhere else in that matter.


Oct 2002, at the age of 12, my adventure began to take formation as it marks the day I made

part with my other half into a world I have little to no knowledge about. Before leaving my

country behind, I take one more look wondering when or how I would return and if I would be

recognized as the same little innocent girl I was before I left. Thoughts ran through my head as I

was informed to fasten my seatbelt before going up into the air.

Crazy Morning.

Good morning World,

This morining has been a crazy one so far. Just fels like things aren't going in an normal way it usually does. First, on my way to school this morning, the city bus i was on decides to take on it's on mind and break down in the freaking middle of an intersection!!! Can you believe that? The city bus?!!! i don't undertstand how the bus is not in a good condition whti all the money it making. Secondly, my cell phone also decides to enhance the madness i was already going through by almost breaking in half, the screws on it are so loose that the top half is dangling from the bottom half. lol. I sort of find it funny looking back on it now. It's just been a crazy morning but hopefully it will get better soon.

Well that's all for today while i try to retain myself from having anymore bad situations.

XoXo
K-L

Thursday, August 27, 2009

Money Give Away????

Good morning World,

Today is yet another day to be greatful for. There were some people who went to bed last night but didn't wake with us this morning. All we can do is give Glory to the most High God.
I'm feeling blessed this morning, and i hope you feel the same. If not, don't sweat it...the day is still young.

While i was browsinf the internet just few mintutes ago, i came across an article that is quite intresting, if i may say so. The title read: "Inmates get stimulus checks". Now, if you ask me, I'll say WHAT WERE THEY THINKING!!!!! As I read on, the article also states that the government accidently sent those inmates $250 each. It also says that the money was reall ysuppose to go towards people who were eligable for Social Security benefits. ( Something like that). I didn't read the whole thing, but that was enough to wake me up from day-dreaming. lol

My point is that maybe, just maybe, the government aren't as organized as they ought to be. I mean, they are giving away money TO THE WRONG PEOPLE!!! How many time as this happened but never reported????
All i'm saying is we just have to on point in everything we do especially if it's going to affect the people around us.

Well, that all for today. Stay blessed and lets pray for our society also. We all need a little bit of pray every now and then

XoXo
K-L

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Descriptive Paragraph

Kikelomo Moreira

Mrs. S. Aiken

English 1101- descriptive paragraph

August 25, 2009

A friend

Some say she has the physic of the R&B artist, Keyshia Cole, some say she could sing as though
the world is coming to an end. With the exact personality same as mine is what makes us the
best of friends. She lights up room just as much as light over-powers darkness with such grace
and classiness in her actions. Her complexion is the opposite of my West African Dark Beauty as
she stands confidently under 5 “3” with the attitude of a star. With the mind of what the
“streets” would call a “hustler”, comes uniqueness in the way she put her words. She carries
her attitude with so much caring and the will to support those surrounded by her and not only
that, she has the gift of listening and understanding instead the opposite. Born and raised in
Macon, Ga with same age as I am, is my best friend since the 11th grade of my high school,
Latoya Woodford.
Good Morning.



Today is yet another day. As you may have noticed, i'm not having a hard time starting a blog today. Lol, guess i'm adapting to this blog thing. Kind of find it exciting to put up my morning thoughts fo others to read, hopefully to relate.

I need the public advice.

Lets say you are stuck between your heart and your head, which would you follow? Keep in mind your head tell you the facts and at times, may tell you what you don't want to hear. But your heart is the oppposite. Our heart feeds off our emotional feelings. At times, we may find our heart attached to something we know not to get attached to.

Yet, the question still stands. Head or Heart, which would you follow?



XoXo,

K-L

Thursday, August 20, 2009

What i want to get out of English 1101

Self Intro: Born and raised in WestAfrica, Nigeria. Graduated from Northeast High School, 2008. Receiving a diploma is one of my biggest accmplishments. Now i found myself in an English 1101 class writing my frist blog EVER! Anyway, we are asked to write about what we want to get out of this class. I find that hard because i don't know where to start. lol
As we may have noticed, english is one of the most basic skills to learn in the education part of life. In this class, English 1101, i'll like to exceed in the writing part of English including formal, informal, persuasive, etc.
Overall, my gaol is not just to Ace this class, but also to have a full knowledge about the different types of writings.
Well, that's all i have...so far.
Xoxo, KL