Tuesday, March 26, 2013


High school for me was a time that i took to discover who i am and what i stand for. Heal some wounds and live to tell about it. Some people don't find things out until they're older. It kind of makes me glad that i found that out early on. Sometimes i feel like I’ve grown up too quick. I think we all feel that way when we're adults; too old to have fun and too young to be grown.

Before graduation and prom i was just so worried about graduating. I was just so tired mentally with all the stress. There wasn't a day where i wasn't stressed or driving home with an headache. The people around me weren't who I thought they were; all my friends became distant shadows. Even the people who I've helped turned their back on me. That's where my trust issues stem from.

Towards the end of high school I started to realize a lot of things. For example; I had a gym class and it was this boy named Thomas McGee. At the time I didn't know his name at the time; I just seen his face. One day during gym class me and Sandy was working out and we walked passed him and he said something to me that I didn't hear but Sandy did.

Sandy said "Did you hear what he said?"
I said "No I didn't hear him say anything. What did he say?"
She said "He said 'You're a bitch'"

I spoke in such shock because I don't know him and I haven't spoken to him. I was so confused because I couldn't understand the reason why he would say that. So I said to Sandy "Well, I’ll listen a little closely next time we walk pass him."

So we proceed to walk around the gym. When we walked passed him I heard him say it.
I said to myself "Don't get mad Jae. Graduation day is near. You'll be out of this hell hole in a couple of weeks."
So the class was over and I went to the locker room. I stayed in my gym clothes because gym class was my last class. Everybody was in line waiting for the bell to ring. I walked pass him and he said
"You little bitch!"
and I said tense tone "You need to check your dick before you start to talk about anybody being a bitch!"
He seemed so confused and said "I need to whip out my dick?!"
I was frustrated so I began to repeat what I said then I stopped myself and I said "I'm not going to repeat myself. I'm not a tape recorder where you can just rewind me. I'm done!"
I walked of agitated and annoyed because I was so tired of people talking to be recklessly. I had a lot of built up anger towards people. I was bullied for years and for a split second I asked myself
"Why does this keep happening to me? I'm so tired."
At the time I was nineteen years old. I didn't have time to cry because I was so above and beyond angry.

The bell rang and I proceeded to call my friend Ashley. I was telling her what's going on until he walked pass me and called me out my name for the third time. A split second after that I just blacked out. I didn't fight him but I did yell at the top of my lungs and just let my anger take over. I was screaming all through the hallways, slamming my locker until I got outside to smell the city air then I calmed down. Once I got into the car with my mom she asked "Are you okay?"
I quickly said "I'm fine." I’m sure that my mommy could still sense the annoyance and the frustration off of me. It was an odor to it.
The next day of school I walked in and the security guards knows me because I don't get into trouble. I've never been suspended in my life. The female security guard pulled me aside after going through the metal detector and said "I need to talk to you."
In a concerned tone I said "Why? What did I do?!" she said "Don't worry; we just need to talk."
So she took me to her office and proceeded to ask me "What happened yesterday? I mean whit you and Thomas."
I asked her "Who is Thomas?" confused as ever.
She said "The boy you gotten into the argument with after school."
I said "Oh! His name is Thomas?! I never knew his name until now because I never talked to him. I just know him by his face."
The security guard goes to tell me "Well, his mother called me yesterday saying that you sexually harassed him."
When she said that my eyes gotten bigger than golf balls in shock. She proceeds to say "His mother said that you told him that he needed to whip out his dick."
I stopped her and said "No! That's NOT what I said."
She asks "Well, what did you say?"
I said "I said that he needs to CHECK HIS DICK before he starts to talk about somebody being a bitch."
so I proceed to tell her the entire story and she concluded by saying "So basically you confronted him."
I said in a annoyed tone "Yes!" so I went on to speak my mind because I was tired of being bullied. A person saying that someone sexually harassed him or her is an serious offense; people get sued for that. I was nineteen years old. I was legal at that point. I wasn't about to get sued and possibly go to jail because of someone lying on me and bullying me.
I went on to say to the security guard "I've been in this school for 4 years straight; haven't gotten into it with anybody until now. Do you find it kind of odd that people are bullying me?" I wanted her to understand that I am the victim and I’m tired of it.
After that day I looked down on him as a person because he hit below the belt when it was unnecessary.
After nineteen years of being bullied at the time. I got tired; I’ve reached my breaking point. It makes me want to keep my distance from people as much as I love to socialize. If Thomas said that I sexually harassed him then what will be the next extreme, Rape?! Now I have to watch out for people who plan to discredit my character; it's difficult. It’s bad enough I had to deal with bullying on the streets. I got lucky that time; I could have been dead in broad daylight. Mind you; this is only one of many stories. I'm twenty four now; I can only expect the worst. It's a depressing thing when you have no sunlight coming through after your dark storms; just a gloomy fog.

Bullying is not just confined to schools and children and teens. It has spread-ed to colleges, adults and among social media. It saddens me to see countless suicides among teens. I almost committed suicide but i had a friend at the time who snapped me of out it. In a sense i'm starting to believe that bullying is a mental disease that society refuses to have a cure to. We will learn; soon i hope.

Tuesday, March 19, 2013

"Justice Delore"

Who is Justice Delore? What is Justice Delore?

Well, Justice Delore is a name (in which is not an alter ego) i personally created out of being a fan of music and fashion. If i was able to brand myself as a person "Justice Delore" would be the brand name. The name "Justice" came from being a BIG Janet Jackson fan. Janet Jackson played the character "Justice" in the 1993 movie "Poetic Justice"

*Here's the movie poster. Courtesy of Wikipedia.com*

I related so much with the character that "Justice" became the first name. The last name "Delore" came from my love for fashion. "Delore" does rhyme with Couture. I absolutely love Louis Vuttion and Burberry fashions. Their not just everyday fashion they both have couture attributes to their fashion. I even keep tabs on blogs like "Beautifully Twisted Mind" which is a fashion blog on Tumblr. I've been mentioned on their blog a while back so, make sure you say "Hi!" to them and tell them "JusticeDelore" sent you. They're really nice and informative about fashion.

Anyway, my personal style reflects who i am. Soft spoken with an edge as i can describe it at the moment. :] I have turquoise hair... that should be enough craziness from one person who live in a conservative, urban area. Lol!

Now, don't get me wrong; my government name Johnathan Davenport is a very lovely name yet extremely long and takes up a lot of space on paper. Johnathan is an Hebrew name which means 'messenger from God'. In many ways i can see that from a personal perspective. As people might discover; my last name Davenport means a sofa that converts into a bed. How cute is that? But my last name is a North West English name according to my online research. i've been told by my mother that my family traces back to Germany (i'm mixed race by the way). So i have a very unique family background.

Justice Delore is the same as Johnathan Davenport just with a different name (hints the same initials). Truth be told i have many nicknames. From "Jae" to "Bumblebee" Lol! Justice Delore is just a name that i created for myself; that's all.

My question for you is what is your nickname? Leave a comment and your crazy story behind it.

Monday, March 18, 2013

Writing first, Blogger second

This is my first blog. Im kinda nervous. Lol! Anyway, recently I purchased an iPhone Stitch case from Amazon.com and as adorable as it was; it didn't fit my phone correctly so I contacted the seller to see if I can exchange it and they let me. I exchanged it for this ice cream melt case. I thought it was cute and cool. Not just cute and cool but it protects my phone buttons; except the power/sleep button. :( Check the pictures of me being goofy with my cool case and let me know what you think. And what was your favorite cell phone case"