Holiday Drama

So here is the long story made short:
My aunt was married with a single about 6 year old son, she did not work while her loving husband worked all day and night so she could. She met a man on an adult site and left her child and husband to met this man who lived across the country. She got knocked up and her husband, my uncle and her got a divorce, idk if shes engaged or what to her baby daddy, anyhow my uncle is happier than ever with his new gf and my cousin loves her as well, i have never seen them so happy, and to make thing seven better this Christmas i get to meet my new uncle and cousin, how awkward is that?

Gay rights

You know how they say they have to keep church and state separate, than why stop gays from having their rights? A woman was not allowed to be with her dieing lover because they were gay. If someone chooses to be gay and you truly think they will go to hell than why should you worry, its not like you will go to hell. Plus god is forgiving, if you ask you shall receive. Its better to admit who you are than lie to everyone you meet, your self, and live unhappy for the rest of your life. You cant choose who you fall in love with, and the government has no right to tell us who we can and can not love, that is what a dictator dose, i thought this was a free country, i guess i was wrong about you america.

Speech project might change my school

My speech teacher is amazing. She is taking our small class of 7 kids and giving us projects than can help our school. This project is called " Public service announcement movie" or P.S.A. Video for short. We chose the topic bulling after we talked for an hour an a half about all of the types of bullying we have seen. The teacher than told us to during the day write down the insult and bullying we see since her class is the last this is what i have:
"I am going to beat that earing wearing fagot" kid being insulted was just walking by."I hate that bitch" ."She is a whore, shes a skank, biggest slut I know". "See taht group of black kids coming, lets get out of here before we get shot"."What a bitch". "shes a fucking moron". As a joke "Hi I have aids" And many more.

My school has no compassion, they do not understand that words hurt. A scar on the heart never heals it always bleeds, only the one that made the scar can sow it up.

Im a beat him up.

I over heard a fellow student threatening to beat up a homosexual. I cant believe how cruel people can be to those that they fear, if its a religion thing, god is forgiving, he will forgive them. And its better to do that sin than lie to everyone you meet, your self, and live unhappy for the rest of your life, than just admitting who you are and be happy.

Soft room and an uncomfortable coat

If I had one more year of high school I believe I would lose my mind. The constant drama and gossip. The rumors of the most ridiculous lies. The horrible attitudes and lack of compassion not caring if they drive someone to death. Is what  I have to deal with 5 days a week. There lack of knowledge that people have feelings and that they can be hurt. Simple insults, friends talking about you behind your back as you sit there wanting to tell them that you can easily hear every single word that comes from their horrid mouths, but you don't. Well, I don't. I'm the kid that you get picked on if you become friends with them, I never did anything but be myself. Society is afraid of difference, afraid that the unique and wonderful person will over shadow their bland lives so they make their lives horrid so they can feel better as they stand out. I hope I speak for others when I say I can and will not take this anymore, I will be who I am and nothing will stand in my way.

How a teacher saved my life

I was going through quite a depression, I had no passion, social anxiety, and was getting ignored constantly. It all changed when I came into my Tenth grade English class. The teacher was an amazing and kind woman, she never gave up on me and continued to push me forward. I slowly realized that I had something to live for, writing. My teacher not only gave me great knowledge, but also my reason to live. I can never thank her enough for all that she has done, because of her I can look positively on life and I now know that what i say can make a difference, so thank you Mrs. D, from the bottom of my heart.

Books

Books, their amazing soft pages, there letters worth more than the finest gold or diamond. The simple covers that open to a world of new emotions and wonders. Oh the stories they can tell and do. Their soft corners as I carry them in my arms. The smell of a new book, oh how it differs from that of the old. The yellow pages show age and love, but the writing on the covers show no love. For what are we without books my dear, but simple fools ingoing our fears. For with no knowledge there are skills we lack, say good bye to your dreams, and yellow to that crack. The world is better when a books is born, so open its pages and let your brain absorb, the stories it has to tell to let you know, that when you have a book your never alone.

Body image in the media

Tiny little “Barbie”. Her perfect home, and tiny little waist. Beautiful actresses with unhealthy looking bodies. Media’s image is a disease. Causing our youth to believe that if they do not look like a model, that they are ugly. You have to be Fifty under your healthy weight to be skinny. To go on outrageous diets that case you to have health problems. Maybe I’m just over thinking, or maybe we need to start using people that have natural and healthy beauty, not fake and sickly.

Internet dating

The hot new thing, finding your love on the Internet. This can be a good thing, along with a bad thing. To simply echange emails and say your going out while not giving where you are or the phone number helps keep your child safe from a distraction from their school work. While if they give info the person could have lied about who they are and cause your child to become in danger. I my self Internet date, i believe it is easier, sure i miss out on somethings, but it keeps me focused on school and out of trouble.

Im a klutz

Like my name, yes i am a klutz. I fall down and up stairs, trip OFF mats, trip on my own feet, just fall randomly, have trouble moving from a dry to wet floor, and have the most trouble realizing that i can not walk through solid objects like i must think I can. I swear being this klutzy has to be a talent or a super power, and I'm very proud of it. If you are clumsy or a klutz let me hear your best story.

I found him!

Oh my heart will not stop racing. I found him and now my face is bright red. I gave him an email and woke up to my laptop beeping, i had revived a new email, and it was from him. I sent one telling him how i feel so now i just have to wait for his response. Oh i so do hope he feels the same way, if not well at least i can say i tried.

Music has changed

Music has completely changed. Every female singer dresses like they are working the streets. The content has turned rated R, and to top it all off teens actually copy it and say its cool to be looking like a fool with there pants on the ground. There are some singers who have kept there path and stayed away from those vulgar trails, just what is making them walk down that path in the first place, and why don’t they step off and crate there own?

Reality shows, more like fantasy shows

I know how Reality shows are the hot new thing, they they hardly seem to be even remotely close to reality. I don’t see many girls going around and clubbing, I wonder if “Jersey shore” is even real at all, and if so I’m never going there. The shows never capture what real people are doing, I swear sometimes I see a script in there hands. I want to see real people, real families that are doing what we all do, things that give us hope, not feel like crap because we do not live the way they do. It all just seems so silly to me, why not just call it anything but your reality show and get the facts, straight.

Thinking deep

woke up today and laid in my bed while i thought, what if i was actually dead, that would explain why people ignore me, or maybe I am already in hell, case if this is heaven, than hell here i come.  I have been thinking very deeply lately, what happens when you die, will i ever remember my past, if my past actually happened and this is not all just one long dream that i have to Wake up from. I’m just a teen girl why am i thinking about this, its to early to be going through a mid life crisis, than again, next year ill be 18.

No texting

Wisconsin has done a new great thing, they have finally outlawed texting while driving. I have been in the car with my mother wile she is texting, i swear all we need is a simple phone to call and text, why make these crazy Black Berry's that  make it impossible for me to see a moment when my mother is not ignoring her family and is instead on her black berry. It saddens me to think that it she can never put it down, even if it costs both her and other’s lives. I just hope that one day people will come to understand that rules are indeed there for a reason.

Rumors

Rumors, a part of every teens life, whether you were the one that spread them, or the one that was talked about, you should know something about these things. Rumors can easily drive people to insanity. They could case someone to hate the whole school and bring a gun, or hate themselves and end their life. What would you do when your sill prank costs someone their life, blood would be on your hands and the world will seem to end. Sure you get bored and things happen, but try to use your boredom to do something that will help others, or even to mold yourself into a better community member, and not a negative one.

Adam Lambert

Everyone has heard of this man, and you must also have heard that he is gay. He is very good looking and an amazing singer, but to me hes more than that. He saved my life. I was bulled, and had a dark past, i was consummating running away, or possibly suicide, but than while looking him up on YouTube, i heard his “It gets better” speech, and i cried. Those words he said where just what i needed to hear, i cried and cried until i smiled. Now i live bye his advice and no longer care what others say to me, i love him because yes hes a great singer, good looking and a star, but mostly because he saved my life. I just wish i knew how i could thank him in person.

What is going on with my generation?!

I am saddened by the number of girls I see drop out of my high school because they have to raise a baby. I see about a minimum of two new teen moms every year in my school alone, and nationally ⅓ of girls get pregnant before the age of 20, a sad but very true fact. I have no idea what is causing this sudden out break in teen pregnancy. Some may blame the music, but i do not believe this to be true at all. The songs may hint to things and have that kind of content, but i know none of my fellow class mates take it seriously. I don’t know what it is with my generation but someone needs to slap some sense into them before it goes back to women just not being allowed in school again because only a very few actually stay because they don’t have a baby. It scares me to think that if i have a daughter, that she may become on herself. I know I am a teen myself, but that dose not mean i can not clearly see what is happening to OUR society, someone needs to stop this, and maybe that someone could start with me.

My novel

So my last post told you all about the novel i am writing, and well here is a little peek at the first chapter!

Roxane sighed than fallowed Red’s lead and left the room in the opposite direction. She walked through a dark and musky hallway and turned into a room with a few candles sitting upon a fire place, an old ripped up sofa, and a bookshelf strangely full of rather clean and new books, books that where rarely touched bye Roko. Roxane placed her boom against an old wall with pealing peach paint, than walked over to the sofa and threw her self onto it. She did the only thing she could do, stare at the ceiling and count the water stains.

Rune walked into the room and smiled warmly upon seeing Roxane. She gently lifted Roxane’s head up, than sat upon the sofa and placed her head gently upon her lap. “Cheer up angel, we love you.” Rune began to play with Roxane’s hair as she gently brushed it with her slender fingers. “You will never have to sell yourself,” Rune kissed her forehead gently, like a mother kissing their child goodnight. “your to good for a simple man.” Roxane smiled warmly at the praise than relaxed and closed her eyes as Rune began to hum, her voice was far more comforting on a bad day than any giant teddy bear.

Hooray

I logged online today and went straight to blogger to see that I am getting more views. You may find my blog boring, but to me it means so much to me that someone actually reads what I write. My heart warms up and a large smile goes across my face. Thank you so much to those that read it you make a teen girl very happy. I am working on my first novel and will be posting a clipping of it to see what you all think. If you want me to post on  topics, or need advice just email me at robbobbb2008@gmail.com, Or leave a comment. Please help me make this blog even better.

Crazy

All of these crazy people go out at at the crack of dawn to buy things at a good price, but here is my anser for that, just sit on your bed with some pjs and a bowl of ice cream. THey stores often have the sme deals online, with free shipping! mabye its that im lazy, or that im one of the few people that have figured this out.

Turkey day

A holiday for me that means absolute horror. I have to spend it with the woman i hate, my step mother. She has every personality trait that i can not stand in a person, than again i'm sure most, if not all people have someone in their family that they have to see over this week that they will wish they had not. They come home from the holidays stressed to the point when they are looking forward to school or work. You eat so much food you become sick as you listen to the men yell at the tv, the children complain that they have nothing to do, and the teenagers saying i'm bored when can we go home? The holidays are seen as a happy thing, but they bring such stress to my house hold i i usually spend them being grounded or listing to someone, or myself getting yelled at. I wish the holidays could actually be peaceful like its supposed to be.

Good day yay

So today is actually going quite well. I did end up losing that one jerky of a friend, but i gained an even better new friend. I talked to my bf not long ago, but im sure you do not want to hear a teenage girl go on and on about her boyfriend right, so ill save you from that torcher. My good day started with getting blood work done, strangely it was fun. Than i arrived at school just in time for art class, than watched videos that where actually interesting for the rest of the day. I spent the rest of my day online emailing my friends, and i actually learned something from them, that no matter what you say, people will always laugh when you walk into a wall/pole, like i do almost every day.

Help!

I would love it if everyone would just comment on my posts, please, idc what you write, i just want to know if people care about what i have to say. T.T please!?

My bad day

So you all know how my brother had a seizure yesterday, well i ended up on and off crying all day at school. While i was crying, my friends completely ignored me, there such great pals, i totally love them. I just wish people still had compassion, there would be less school shootings and suicides if everyone just care for once about someone but themselves.

Scared

My brother had a seizure today, one of the scarier moments of my life. I'm so glad that i was in the room to catch it. Hes okay now, but my heart is still about to beat out of my chest.

Parents

Parents, sometimes there purest intentions do the most harm, if your a teenager whose parents treat them like they are 13 know what I am talking about. It sucks being 17, your not 18 but you want to be treated like it, curfews bedtimes, I am going to collage next year this all just seems so silly.

Sigh, friends are a pain at times.

My friend and I are anything but getting along of late. She has been a huge bully to her sister, I wish there was some way of slapping a person and yelling at them, that also allowed you two to stay friend. As if that was not enough, i also have to deal with her miss priss attitude, sigh, she is complex, i wish she was simple. Well at lest my bf that lives in morocco has not became a complete hole like my fiends. Oh and my grandpa has cancer, life could not be more perfect right now. *roles eyes*