Inspiration

If you haven't heard of Shane Koyczan then you need to do some research. Mrs. McGee actually showed us one of his poem recitations in class last quarter and I was so inspired that I wanted to hear it again and read more of his work. So I did. I found out he actually did an entire project to help fight bullying. This was inspiration. After reading this I searched further and found his website. I realized he and I are actually very similar in background. He came from a broken family and used it to his best to help other people. He states in one of his poems that "kids are cruel" is no excuse for bullying. I agree with this more than anything. Being a victim of a bully is no walk in the park and has forever changed me. "To This Day" I can't listen to Rudolph the Red Nosed Raindeer because everytime I do it brings back memories of when I came home crying everyday, because a kid was cruel to me and made a parody of the song to torture me. Another poet I found very inspiring on my quest to research Mr. Koyczan was Jeanann Verlee. She also comes from a hard life but made the most of it. Her work is full of emotion and I think that sharing those emotions to the public is a huge act of courage. That in itself is inspiring. I fully encourage anyone interested to check them out. Also, what has been ruined for you because of bullying? For me a childhood song and for Mr. Koyczan porkchops. But surely we aren't alone.

Shane Koyczan
Jeanann Verlee

Prom

I feel like I am one of the few girls in my class that really doesn't care about prom. I don't know what it is but I don't care. Is that bad? Every other girl I talk to is always talking about their dress and their hair, but I don't care. I honestly don't want to go. Everyone is telling me I have to go and I should have fun while I can. But what if my version of fun isn't showing my embarrassing dance moves in a place full of sweaty people I don't know? I would rather just sit and watch Disney movies with my friends and eat junk food until we burst. Staying up all night and keeping up the parents with bursts of laughter. Why do I have to spend all that money on a dress, makeup, shoes, and hair style that will last one night? I just don't understand. Am I weird? I have only one reason to go and her name is Ashley. I hope no one takes this offensively but really she my only reason to go. I don't like getting dressed up, I don't like dancing in front of people, and I don't want to go to prom. If you want to go to prom then by all means go and have fun. Its just not for me. 

What I have to say

What I have to say is...
After hours and hours of trying and failing I finally got an ok address. I now hate technology and the idea that it improves my life. How many times did I sit at a computer and try address idea after address idea? I don't even want to know. Now moving on to what I really want to say.

I have so many things I don't even know where to start.

Dear biological mother,
I am done. I just want her to leave me alone. That's all I'm asking. Every time you try it just makes life harder for me. So stop.

Dear Dad,
You need to choose. Me or her. I'm tired of you picking her side even when its wrong. Well I guess that means you've made your decision. I have only ever wanted on thing from you and that's for you to be proud but no matter what I do its less than satisfactory. Also Savannah is not an angel. She's been arrested twice and yet you still think she's perfect.

Dear Mom,
Please stop trying to control me. I'm so close to being an adult what more is there to control. I'm old enough to have a job, pay taxes, and take care of myself. I would appreciate it if you would let me do my own thing. I understand I'm your oldest but still. If I don't clean my room, you take my tablet away. I'm not 12 anymore. So just stop.

Dear Me,
No regrets!!! Live and let live! Let it go! Speak your mind and be yourself.

Dear Society,
STOP JUDGING ME!!!!