Surprises

Blog #13. I am liking this.

I love when unexpected happy things happen.
Like you totally don't expect something.
But if it happened it would make you happy.
And then randomly.
It does. :)

It's awesome.

Yesterday was a really bad day. Like THE WORST.
So I guess that means this week has to be better than that, right?
Well, so far it definitely has.

Started the swimming unit in gym.
That's always fun.
I like swimming.

I could have potentially embarrassed myself TERRIBLY today.
But I avoided it. High-five for me? Please.

I'm ready for positive change in my life.
Speaking of which, I should really go start my homework.

Today has been good. :)

Types Of People I Hate

Today I made a list of types of people I can't stand. Are you one of them?

I am not fond of the following types of people...

PEOPLE WHO IGNORE ME AND WON'T TELL ME WHY.
People who won't talk to me, then randomly start, act like nothing is wrong when we hang out and then start ignoring me again shortly after.
People who insult me to make themselves feel better.
Hypocritical people.
People who use me.
People who act like gym class is the Olympics. CALM DOWN.
People who act like they know everything.
Self-Centered people.
Is conceited the same as that? If not, I don't like them either.
Guys who stand in front of my locker in between class and wrestle. GO. AWAY.
Girls who mutter things under their breaths after I answer questions in class.
People who judge me before knowing me.
When people talk about me behind my back.
People who act like my friend then turn around and tell people they hate me.
People who initiate conversation and then fail to hold up a conversation.
People who call me for no reason at all and then sit there and don't say things.
Liars.
People who act stupid for attention.
Easy girls.
Shallow people.
People who lead me on.
People who practically rape each other in front of my locker.

If you're one of these people.
Apologize.

Today Sucks.
The End.
.

Writer's Block

Fun Fact: I write songs.
I've been writing since middle school.
People think it's weird.
Song writing is weird.

Do you realize if there weren't any song writers...
There would be no music?
Okay. So tell me that it's weird again?

Haha, yeah...that's right.

Over the past couple of months I've had writer's block.
I couldn't write a song even if I tried.
When I did try it came out horrible.

But today...
My writer's block went away.

I started one song and stopped.
Then started a totally different one and got really far.
I like it.

Farewell, writer's block. :)

Practice Makes Perfect

Tonight I was talking to someone who just started a blog.
She insisted my writing was better than hers.
I then explained that I've been writing since the 7th grade.
Practice makes perfect.

Think of it this way.

When you were younger.
And you learned to ride a bike...

Wait. Hang on.

When you were REALLY LITTLE and you learned how to walk.
How many times do you think you fell before you were able to walk?
Now, back to the bike thing? How many times did you fall?

Scrape your knee?
Get a bruise?
Cry?

Same concept with writing.
Think of people criticizing your stuff as a scrape or bruise.

Remember the first time you rode your bike alll by yourself?

You were just like your friends...you fit in, you did it.
You can now ride a bike.

Just like me someday, girl.
You will be an incredible writer.
You are now.
But right now you're falling because you are learning.

Let me tell you this.
No.
Let me promise you.

The very first time you write something and you KNOW it is good.
It will be the same feeling you had the first time you rode your bike.
Or walked.
Or did ANYTHING that you have wanted to do that took time to learn.

Promise. :)

Practice makes perfect.

Walking Through Fire

I always make the same mistakes.
Over and over.
And my friends always point it out before me.
They tell me how to fix the bad habit.
But because it's change and no one likes big changes.
I refuse.

Every. Single. Time.
...Literally.
That I make this mistake...
I regret it.

It's like I like to put my hands in the fire and get burned.
I just don't learn.
And it's stupid because I know what I'm doing is stupid.
Only hurting myself.

I feel like I am walking through fire.
Like I like being burned and hurt.
Even though being hurt is all I ever complain about.

I'm simply creating my own misery.
I don't know how to fix that.

Help.

Challenges

Tonight my mom and I looked at flight prices.
I don't know which country I'm going to yet.
So we looked at pricing for all three.

My mom is afraid of flying itself.
So when she discovered I would have to stop in other airports...
She didn't like that idea.

We looked at direct flights.
One of them would cost $3,000
She then started making airports sound...

Complicated.
Scary.
Dangerous.
Confusing.

I called my dad since he flies all the time.
He's not afraid of it.
And let me tell you, everything my mom freaked me out about...
Wasn't really anything scary at all...

My dad made everything sound very simple.
After talking to my older cousin on Facebook who has traveled...
She explained to me that I will be fine, the airport I would stop in is OK.

After getting all nervous and second thinking whether I want to do this trip.
I thought about it...

Isn't my biggest goal right now to be Fearless?

If I get on a plane, and I have to stop somewhere...

I think it will be fun to push myself to new limits to accomplish this.
When I reach my destination, I can say to myself, "I did it."
I will have a host family waiting for me overseas.

I think that's the most incredible feeling in the world.

A family out there wants to host someone like me.

I'm excited. :)

Photograph

This is me. I am Fearless. <3