You.
You genuinely don't make sense to me.
You want to be my best friend,
until there's someone better around.
You want to be complimented,
so you self-deprecate desperately.
You want to be more than the present,
but you can't get over the past.
You want to be seen as unique,
but you act exactly like your friends.
You want to sympathize,
but you end up in a lake of pity.
You want your past to stop chasing you,
yet you walk in slow motion.
You are a walking, talking contradiction,
and nothing's gonna change until you do.
You,
just you.
A way for a girl to express herself with ideas, poems, stories, and songs. Just a way to spread ideas and get someone to listen her voice. Being a teenager is hard, this is just recording all the weird things she's discovered in the world.
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Monday, March 17, 2014
A Little Note on Friendship
I consider friendship an achievement. Just as much as grades or trophies, not that I'm saying you should treat your friends as either of the two, its more that friendships require effort and time to maintain. Sadly my health teacher did not feel the same way. We were doing a project on a newspaper highlighting ourselves and he did not find the article on my friendships to fulfill the goal of the 'proudest achievements' section. In order to attempt to repress my anger I shall post it here, in hopes of getting some positive feedback.
(My Name) is one
person who really appreciates what she has. She has accomplished many things in
her life but the one thing she is most proud of is her friendship with the
people closest. She told us, “Friends don’t just come to us, they are earned with
trust, faith, and laughter.” She further explained how friends don’t just come
to us and that her biggest accomplishment was and still is the friends she has
held on to for so long. Though some think that friends are easy to make she
says, “Yes they are but keeping friends and getting to know them so well takes
time and effort.” Keeping up and keeping in touch is not easy through breaks
and vacations but you must do it to keep a friend. (My Name) knows that the friends
she has now will last her a life time.
Just to let out my anger on this topic for the last time, I GOT A FUCKING C+ ON THIS NEWSPAPER ASSIGNMENT BECAUSE MY TEACHER DIDN'T CONSIDER MY FRIENDSHIPS OF MANY YEARS ANY SORT OF ACCOMPLISHMENT. Now I will let it go, good night all.
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Monday, March 10, 2014
How the Children Feel-- Original Lyrics
These are the lyrics to a song I wrote in the olden days. Its is about children in the Great Depression. Enjoy!
How does it feel,
When your kids are hungry
When they’re sad
And you can’t help at all
Little huts are going up in Hooverville
We with there would be no need
The shantytowns all around us
Filled with the poor
Kids cry and birds stop singing
You are trying to stop them
The happy things in life
Are hard to imagine, if things were normal, once again
Chores were to be done
Children couldn’t play
Just for fun
Cooking and cleaning were number one
Kids cry and birds stop singing
You are trying to stop them
The happy things in life
Are hard to imagine, if things were normal, once again
We think of one thing, the children
And how they feel
How we put them through this
I think of the poor, poor children
The world is struggling ..
And you feel helpless
Like there’s seems to be no real way to survive
That’s how I feel, this is how we feel.
Just thinking of the children working
Playing never so often
The world has changed
It’s never gonna be the same
Everything is now harder for us
Jobs aren’t busy
Women working
Men at home all day
Kids cry and birds stop singing
You are trying to stop them
The happy things in life
Are hard to imagine, if things were normal, once again
This is how it (quietly)
This is how it
This is how it feels (loudly)
For the world and our children
Kids are crying,
can you hear them today..
How does it feel,
When your kids are hungry
When they’re sad
And you can’t help at all
Little huts are going up in Hooverville
We with there would be no need
The shantytowns all around us
Filled with the poor
Kids cry and birds stop singing
You are trying to stop them
The happy things in life
Are hard to imagine, if things were normal, once again
Chores were to be done
Children couldn’t play
Just for fun
Cooking and cleaning were number one
Kids cry and birds stop singing
You are trying to stop them
The happy things in life
Are hard to imagine, if things were normal, once again
We think of one thing, the children
And how they feel
How we put them through this
I think of the poor, poor children
The world is struggling ..
And you feel helpless
Like there’s seems to be no real way to survive
That’s how I feel, this is how we feel.
Just thinking of the children working
Playing never so often
The world has changed
It’s never gonna be the same
Everything is now harder for us
Jobs aren’t busy
Women working
Men at home all day
Kids cry and birds stop singing
You are trying to stop them
The happy things in life
Are hard to imagine, if things were normal, once again
This is how it (quietly)
This is how it
This is how it feels (loudly)
For the world and our children
Kids are crying,
can you hear them today..
Monday, March 3, 2014
College Essay
This was my first attempt at a college essay. It is not the one I used to apply to any schools.
College
Essay: Personal Statement
I am a flawed person. In
my life I have found so many errors in my method of thinking. I am not the type
of person to deny this. I am not close to perfection, but I am on the road, on
a trip that’s end is indefinite. This journey started in a train crash sixteen
years ago, but I knew my ride could only get better. I have the tendency to
forget big things but remember small details. I have the skill to take control
of group activities but often choose to be passive when confronted. Yet every
minute I discover something different that can lead me to my future. I have
learned that I am inclined to encourage optimism in the people around me, even
on my worst days. I understand now that just because you can do something, does
not mean you should, and have based many decisions off this rule. I have
realized that the world is not a perfect place and that in order to succeed,
it’s necessary to be determined and work hard. Facing my weaknesses has only led
me to improvement. I have grown as a person from all the problems I have dealt
with or even caused. I know now that sometimes it’s better to ask, rather than
assume. I know I can be a leader without taking control. Instead I will
motivate the people I work with and only insert my opinion when necessary. Through
all I’ve learned about myself, I have engraved in my head a picture of
perfection, my own image of success. The key element in my image of success is furthering
my education, in order to pursue a career I am thoroughly interested in.
Attending your educational institution would be the next step in achieving my
goals. I will continue to admit my weaknesses in order to turn them into
strengths and I see college as my opportunity to continue to paint the picture
of perfection that I strive for.I know that the knowledge college provides will
advance my journey and as I progress through this broken highway they call
life, I know I have to face what’s in front of me and not regret the past. I am
on a one-way road to self-discovery and there’s no turning back.
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Friday, February 28, 2014
Just Another Essay
The following is the essay for my NHS application. I honestly don't remember the essay question but I did get into NHS. Enjoy!
National Honors Society
Application Essay
“Parents can only give
good advice or put them on the right paths, but the final forming of a person's
character lies in their own hands.” This concept may not apply to everyone but
it is something I have believed for a very long time. Throughout middle school
I never really understood how people could be so busy as to miss homework or
have to sleep in late. I didn’t do much after school then so basically everyday
I’d take the bus home and have hours to do homework. Then I got to high school.
I never imagined how many opportunities I would be presented with within only a
year. It just seemed as though slowly and steadily I was creating an after
school schedule to go along with my normal schedule. By this, my junior year, I
have begun to book lunches for things I have to accomplish. Looking back I
really don’t know how the first couple months have gone by so fast. The only
thing I can say is that I really do take things one day at a time. Prioritizing
is such an important aspect in controlling all I have to accomplish. Certain
things, of course, rank higher than others. First and most importantly are my
grades, tests, homework, projects, they all need to be complete or have a
planned time to complete them. I know my parents wouldn’t have it any other way
but more importantly, I cannot purposely not study for a test and just hope for
the best, I cannot let other people do an entire project for me, and I
especially cannot be the person who forgets their homework consciously. Maintaining
my GPA is built within me, I will find every way possible to keep it stable. If I were to be accepted as a member of the (School Name) Chapter of the National Honors Society, my responsibilities
as a member would be next in line. I understand that being a member means
dedication is required. I realize that by taking on this responsibility can and
will mean missing other activities and social events. I believe that as a
member I would be able to make a positive impact in my school and community as
well as encourage others to do their best at all they wish to achieve.
Quote by Anne Frank.
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Wednesday, February 26, 2014
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