Yesterday. Today. Tomorrow.

September 2, 2009

School.

Oh joy.

I’m partially serious.

Yesterday was my first day of Tenth Grade. It was pretty awesome-like. I was a little bit nervous/self-concious/excited, but you know, I’ve been there before.

And people complimented my hair, which I must say, looked like 90’s shag with a 70’s flair with my hoop earrings.
My outfit was very well thought out and I did get compliments.

They were mostly on my hair, though.

Reader(s), at your school, do you have a clique of girls that always wear too much makeup and too much hairspray and swear so much it’s hard to understand what they’re saying? (Which, you know, it’s pointless to try to understand them when they don’t say anything interesting. It’s normally about how much they hate this or that or him or her…) You know, the ones who consider themselves innocent in every situation, especially when they’re guilty/always?

They are not the popular girls.

They just think they are.

I don’t understand how someone (I mean any sane person, assuming I am sane) could possibly want to be like that.

I mean, I’m not saying that being “popular” is bad, but the way I see it, the people who are popular are the people who are best friends with everybody, and if they’re not best friends with everybody, they at least treat everyone in the nicest possible way.

But what do I know, right? I’m a teenager, and judging by the way select (I’m not stereotyping, I have actually heard adults get into a heated discussion on the “lazy habits” of most teenagers. But it’s okay because one asked if I wanted to defend myself. I said it’s fine, because I know that I am not like that, and that’s my satisfaction.) adults judge teenagers, they’d automatically assume I was one of the people I just spoke about.

I guess I’m here to show everyone else that they don’t have to be like everyone else.

Because kids are the future, and we are snowflakes- individuals, with fresh ideas of the world. We have opinions, and sure there are some “lazy teenagers” (we sleep in because our bodies are set to do that. We’re growing, and sleep is good for us. GET OVER IT. We grew up with technology, so how could we ignore it? We use the internet. -Which is a worldwide source of knowledge and communication.- GET OVER IT. But the majority of us have good intentions.) but stop stereotypes. There could be one person who just doesn’t want to fufill that stereotype- they know it isn’t their destiny, and they will forever want to proove you wrong.

So get to know someone before you judge them. But know this: you will never truly know a person unless you’ve lived their life everyday, have experienced everything that they have, and know every one of their thoughts.

Also know that you really don’t have to be predictable, you don’t have to fufill stereotypes. You don’t have to be perfect. You don’t have to have a flawless complexion. You don’t have to wear loads of makeup to be considered beautiful. (I wear none usually because I take care of my skin and have enough confidence so that I can live without it… and also because there isn’t enough time in the morning to get at least 7 hours sleep -even though kids my age are supposed to have 9 1/2 hours sleep according to my science teacher- and still make the bus for 7:30 in the morning.)

Anyway, my point is that not everyone in my generation is hopelessley lazy and that we are individuals. You do not have to always be like everyone else. I’m proud of being weird. 😀 🙂 😛

“We’ve been conditioned to not make mistakes, but I can’t live that way!”

Unwritten by Natasha Bedingfeild

Sincerely,

Alex Violet.

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