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Plans for middle school

If you are like me, you're tired of the same thing always happening every school year. Last summer, I had this whole weight loss plan, and the idea for some new look. (Quote: "Something unique enough to be stylish, but not a fad.") But I got lazy, and quit the weight loss plan, plus I decided not to waste money on some things I'd probably only wear once or twice. So I might as well, try to start over. Over Christmas break though. I'll have to ignore the delicious, fatty, unhealthy goodness that is our Christmas feast, but it's worth it. And if you're thinking that I'm obsessing over weight, I'll explain to you what has happened to me over my 11 years:

I was born. I was pretty large for a newborn.

In 1st grade, I was so shy, the teacher thought I was a new student when I finally answered a question. I  was bullied a lot by my colleagues so there'd be some times when I'd come home crying, and I wouldn't explain it to my parents.

In 2nd grade, I was still bullied some times, but my main bullies were put in the slower class. (In other words, the failures'.) I was called a nerd that year for being first to be recommended for the gifted classes.

In 3rd grade, best year ever because that was the year I moved, I got stuck with my bullies again, and my best friend was put in a different class. At least I wasn't so shy.

In 4th, I was talked about behind my back, but it didn't matter. As long as I was away from those bullies, and as long as I didn't have them saying anything to my face, I was fine.

In 5th, same thing.

Now, I am in 6th grade, and I'm not shy anymore! Also, if people are still talking about me, I want ot know what they have to say. (Now, I call insults "constructive critisism". Thanks, bullies, you inspired me!) I'm going to join drama club, and try to stand out, I'm going to make a new friend by the end of the year, and I'll lose the weight. Bye, I have to find my new "look".

I got bored, okay?

I saw this video, and thought it was funny. I'm not sure why, but I love My Chemical Romance. Gerard's a talented person in my opinion, and no I don't care if you say someone else is cuter or a better singer than him!

 

Nightmares

I hate nightmares. They're all so real, and I usually forget how to wake up until the nightmare gets to its worse. For example, if I get really scared, I lock the door and pray until my hands fall asleep. Once I had a living nightmare. I was 10, and on my birthday, I didn't get any celebration. Mom got Applebee's To Go, and after dinner I watched Scary Movie 3. Then I took a long bath, and went to sleep at 9PM because it was a school night. I think once you hit your double digits, people care less about your age unless you're rich. That nightmare wasn't as scary as any of the other ones I had. In one I was trying to find a bowl of guacamole that was poisoned in a guacamole fesitval. Turns out, all of them were poisoned and I had to go to a hospital. (Ironically, that was the same week I got a stomach virus.) In another, I was in kindergarten and all the monsters I feared were in my school. (That dream is freaking scary if you're no taller than 4'3. Those monsters looked like skyscrapers to me.) Also in many nightmares, I either end up getting hurt or dying. I'm so used to that, I don't fear dying anymore. In fact, I want a funeral a little like My Chemical Romance's video  for the song "Helena".

If there were  band, choreographed dancing, and costumes, it'd be perfect. Although, I don't think corpses should dance unless they're from the Nightmare Before Christmas. (I'm not including a clip from that movie, I'm too lazy.) Bye, I'm going to get a snack.

Dreams

Dreams are when you think while you're asleep. Or so I thought. I had a dream it was 2012, the date where some say the world is going to end, and everything in this house led to world. If you opened a cabinet expecting to get a bowl or a glass or something like that, you'd see a world. The part I remember most is turning on the light in the dining room, and seeing my hopes and dreams all in one. I was a wealthy psychiatrist who wasn't fat or ugly like how I am now, that was married, and had kids. (I don't want kids now since I'm only a middle schooler, but if I ever change my mind later I guess that's good.) Then I walked away from that perfect world. I left it for a normal world with flaws of all sorts, and I was happy there. All the dreams I have have meaning. I'm thinking that dream meant I should stop trying to be perfect. In a book I found in my grandma's room said, "It is unfair that we always want what we can't have." Indeed, it isn't fair at all. Another thing involving dreams is that some seem real. For example at summer camp, one girl named Autumn didn't take her medicine at the usual time, and she talked in her sleep. (I think she was dreaming about McDonald's because she said something about a McChicken with a Coke.) And I used to sing in my sleep back when I was in my High School Musical phase. I know that because my sister told me be quiet one night.  If only you could keep some of your dreams with you forever.....

Guess what video?

I unfortunately don't have any plans for today. I could blog every few minutes, but I'd rather not. (I'd hate looking more like a loser than I do now.) I'm so bored, I'm going to post another random video. It's fun commenting on random things.

 

I love this song because of the instruments. Although Gavin's voice is amazing, without the rest of the band, this song would be boring. BTW, this video probably wasn't easy to make. As graceful as they might look in slow motion, I doubt they wanted to be dropped from whatever was holding them up while trying to pose.

It's Friday the 13!

Today is Friday, August 13, and I am a bit scared to be on the computer while there's a thunderstorm with my guard completely down. I was originally going to watch Friday the 13, the remake, but my friend, Alex told me about it, and now I am scared. Not only that, but I don't have the channel that the movie will played on. I can't rent it either because Movie Gallery was shut down last year, and there's no other close by movie rental place. I could always change my parents mind or even watch any different scary movie (like the Scary Movie series) but it wouldn't be the same. Another thing that wouldn't be the same is a 13th without a scary story, and my favorite teddy bear. (I need that teddy bear. Otherwise, I'd be too terrified to be typing right now!) Bye, I'm going to look another movie place. Maybe I'll find one.

Just a random post

Here's a beautiful song by Jack's Mannequin. I like how the video includes art by people who are probably fans. When I decorate my locker, I'll remember to put a verse or two of this song in there.

To anyone who watches this, no I do not think I should use a pop video unless it's funny. (You can send suggestions in the comments!)

What is one thing in life your friends said you could/would never do, but you did it anyway?

My friends never thought I'd be as outgoing as I am now nor did they think I had the guts to be in our school play last year. (We were in Grease, and I was Miss Lynch!)

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My creativity's missing!

My elementary school sucked all the creativity out of me, and now we're supposed to be creative with writing. We're always supposed to be creative with our answers, but I really don't know what to say other than what I've learned from the textbooks. It disgusts me that teachers suddenly want me to be this artistic genius of a child that they expect, but they should try one somewhat unique idea I have: Go to my old school, and ask the teachers for my creativity back. Perhaps they have it in a jar, hidden in the back of the class. If they do, and don't give me the creativity, steal it. (This doesn't count as stealing though. It's mine!) If only, I could just suddenly think of things, and just blurt out "I got it!" like how I see on TV. Unfortunately, of you did that in my elementary school, your classmates would think you're crazy, and you'd get Silent Lunch. That's when you have to sit at a table in the back of the cafeteria, where most teachers and lunch moniters sit while on their lunch breaks, and be absolutely quiet. It's not all that bad, but if you don't pretend to look ashamed, teachers assume you're used to it, and that you're a troublemaker.  I'm going to try to add more to the story that will probably never be finished until the end of the year, I finally have an idea.

Bullied

I remember wishing on stars when I was younger. I sometimes still do, but my wishes are more mature. Back then, I wished for childish things. A new doll, a video game, to be a genius, a 100% discount at Barnes and Noble (I still wish for that!), and another one of my bigger wishes was to not be bullied. I'm no longer bullied, but it still brings back those memories. Usually, my bullies would call me fat or stupid. Despite what they said, I was a straight A student, and was at a healthy weight. I was just taller than most of them. Still, it ruined my self-esteem, and I usually found different excuses for when I came home crying. (Sad, but if I got them in trouble, I was dead meat at school the next day.) The bullies were all following one kid though. He hated me because I was the teacher's favorite. I was Mrs.B's Student of the Month at least 4 times in 1st grade, and in 2nd grade, 5 times. So all the popular bullies were jealous of me until a new girl arrived in 3rd grade. She was not only their leader, she was the apple of the former leader's eye. She never bullied anyone, and she was an angel in a group of devils. We were never close friends because she was too popular. You can't spend quality time with a popular person. They talk with you for 2 minutes, then every other follower gets their turn. She was my role model. (Now, I don't have a role model. I depend on myself to be amazing.) It's sad how much those bullies made me cry, and then I didn't want to leave my home when my Mom got a new job. On top of that, I've been through some traumatizing things. At least, it built character. So I keep wishing to go back, and stand up for myself. (I'd rather punch all those bullies in the face, but I'd have a bad reputation if I were a violent person.) Stars have done nothing for me though. The past still matters so I can't ignore it. 

Don't turn away, don't give in to the pain. Don't try to hide, though they're screaming your name. Don't close your eyes, God knows what hides behind them. Don't turn out the light, never sleep, never die.

- Evanescence