I’ve seen past me in this situation too many times. Some people have called me a doormat, because I’m too quiet to speak up for myself, and I’ve missed some opportunities because of that. From first to third grade, I was bullied by my best friend, or so I called her. (We’re still friends today) She would always be rude to my other friends, never let me spend time with the other people I wanted to be with, etc. I would always wonder if the friendship was good for both of us, but pushed the thought of her being a bully out of my mind because she was my bestie and I would NEVER want to lose (basically) my only best friend. Eventually, I couldn’t take it and told everything that was happening in and out of school to my parents. They were bewildered, because from what they saw, that she was so nice and an angel. I know it was my battle, but they helped me fight it. I still can’t completely walk away, and I partially regret not being brave enough to speak up. I probably have more stories similar to this one, but none of them are coming to mind right now. Yay! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. And now I will rant about whatever weird things are in my head. Read this if you want your mind to be poisoned. (YES JONATHAN I CAN SPELL ‘POISONED’) I’ve just re-visited an old obsession I had for about 2 years. If you’ve EVER watched Adventure Time you should know who Marceline is. Yes, I’m so obsessed with her attitude, music, and everything in general. It’s not only her. If you’ve heard about ‘gender-swapping’ a character, it’s where you ‘swap’ the gender that the character originally is. In this case, Marceline is a girl, and her ‘gender-swapped’ version is Marshall Lee. If you haven’t seen them, YOU NEED TO RIGHT NOW! They are so adorable! I know this might mean, just maybe that I’m a little TOO obsessed, but I just spent a whole hour scrolling pictures of them, both admiring and looking for a new background for my computer. Well….. I said a little bit obsessed, right? I think I said enough about that. Question for everyone; do any of you own a pet egg? Well, I have a pet egg and…. I mean it’s kind of hard to explain having a pet egg. You just have a pet egg. This is bad, normally I have something to rant about, but I really can’t think of any- CLACK CLCK CLICKETY CLACK….. –thing. Oh. I figured out what I want to talk about. I think my keyboard is a little bit louder today. I would wonder how in the world I would notice that over the blaring loud TV right above my head. CURSE YOU SISTER! I’M TRYING TO CONCENTRATE HERE! The thing is, it doesn’t matter how I hear the keyboard, it’s that I do hear it, and it’s KILLING ME. SERIOUSLY. Why in the world would anyone in their right mind create something SOOO horrible?! It just bewilders me. (WARNING!!! THIS IS SO RANDOM!) I just love cats, don’t you? PEACE! (530 words, such a perfect number)
For this last blog quote of the year (wow, this year flew), we received a quote that talks about being stepped over like a doormat and not standing up for yourself. In my opinion, I am a more outgoing person and I don’t tolerate people treating me like I am not worth as much respect as they are. We’re all human, am I right! Unfortunately, I have seen this type of thing grow more in the middle school and as I get older versus when I was back in elementary school. Like I said previously, I try my best to stand up for myself, but there has been times it just didn’t happen. Something like this happened to me this year. A kid was manipulating my name and even said a curse word to me! At the time, I wasn’t sure what to say because I was afraid I’d say something stupid and be an even bigger target. When he walked away, he purposely teased my name again by blowing it’s pronunciation out of proportion by a mile. I was angry and said to him that if four letters was to hard, then don’t say my name or talk to me at all. Even though I said something at the end to make him back off, I feel as if I still stood still with my words instead of walking with them. I get very upset when I see people getting stepped on or being made fun of and feeling helpless. I try to help as many as I can start walking instead of standing. When you watch movies, you see the popular kids pick on the “geeks”, and the ones being made fun of just stand there with their head down as if they failed and feel like they aren’t superior to the cool kids. Or in others, there is someone who hangs out with those more popular and gets pushed around by them, but doesn’t want to leave that group because they like the rank of popularity they are at around those people. When I initially saw this quote I was a little confused. I read it over to get a better understanding, and then strongly agreed with it. I think people’s insecurities and fears of standing up for themselves aren’t because of what they are doing. It is because of bullies. The bullies are who make the person feel as if they aren’t worthy of respect and have no voice. I think there should be lots of therapists and organizations for people who experience this constantly. The therapist can help them find a voice and do exercises and simulations to help them build confidence. As a whole, we can help ourselves if you are someone who suffers from this. Not only can we do that, but we can help all around us by supporting this cause.Let’s make a change in the world for the better and stand up. Make your voice solid and loud enough for all to hear. Stop standing and start walking!
OHH! OHH! I GOT THIS IN THE BAG! But first a note: Names changed for privacy. So I chose actresses names instead! (What did you expect, honestly?) Ever since like, maybe first grade, I have no idea but I was little. These two girls Amber and Grace have always acted like my friends and have been really kind of nice to me up to about, fourth grade, maybe fifth and they would be mean or just throw me aside and not really care. For example: (Things I cared about in fourth grade) we were outside and I would say something along the lines of like I do not want to do this or I wanted to play another game and they would just go off with no consideration and I'd play with someone else. It seemed if someone else in their little clique didn't want to do that one activity they would immediately make sure to change their plans to suit them all. I remember this one time, Amber and my friends (Including Grace and some actual friends) were playing and we had to catch and throw the ball. (The genius things we do when we're bored out of our minds. *insert claps* Thank you. Thank you.) I threw it to her and she said "If it's more then 10 feet from me, your out," along with things like if you don't catch it your out, etc. And It landed and Amber couldn't catch it. It landed and she took her feet and like walking a type rope she took 10 steps heel to heel. I was so annoyed at her. I tried telling her her foot isn't 12 inches and that didn't work well, she just came up with the lame excuse of "its good enough." Amber has done so many other things to tick me off as well. Whenever we would play a game in elementary school, she's always organize it and change the rules so she's not out or makes a do over. I became so freaking sick of it. This year Amber seems to take just as much, maybe slightly less, as advantage as before. At the bus stop, she will completely ignore me unless some how Grace isn't there. Then it becomes, why didn't you answer my texts, I need you here. I'm like but you don't even talk to me when Grace is here why should I have to suddenly be important now. It's either always or never, sorry but that's just how I like it. I always listen to music when I'm at the bus stop, mainly because they never talk to me and I don't want to be bored, and musicals are entertaining to me. There's also been times at my bus stop when I'm listening to music and they start chasing my trying to get my phone and earbuds and try to play my music out loud and I hate it. Not to mention the several times if they don't do that, they will play their music (normal pop/rap) and I'll look at them like *seriously, use earbuds* and they see In looking are and just like "At least it's better then yours." and like I have my own opinion and hate like the Top 50. Also random announcement: MUSICALS ARE MODERN. MY FAVORITE CAST ALBUM CAME OUT THIS YEAR! Also when you text me at 7:50 asking where I am, I'm most often running around my house grabbing my water and fixing my hair not checking my phone to see who texts me so don't get so annoyed when I don't respond as I'm trying to run out the door. So please get over it and either talk to me daily or if you don't talk to me, still don't when your little friend that you rely on isn't there.
Wow okay, last blog of the year. This went by fast. I’m going to make it a good one. *Stretches* *Cracks Finger and Neck*. Okay, so this quote is really inspirational and basically says that you can’t be friends with a bully. So, this quote is really relatable. It all started in Kindergarten. *Flashback distorts* (I think I can remember this right) I was on my bus with my 6 other sorta friends being dropped off at our houses. One of those “sorta friends” was, Kyle Beahm. I was trying to look like a “cool kid” and was showing everyone my band-aid I had on my thumb and that I was tough. I was showing Kyle and he shook my hand, pulling the band-aid off. It hurt. Bad. At least I was only right down the street from my house. I got off the bus and told my mom the story. But wait there’s more(once again including Kyle)! I actually don’t remember this one perfectly, but at one point (in either kindergarten or first grade, I forgot) Kyle punched me in the face. I don’t really remember when or why, I just remember being hugged and apologized to by his cousins who were at that time my sister friends. It didn’t really help. I have to admit, I did try to be friends with Kyle. But after these instances I didn't want to be his friends anymore. (I haven’t been in any classes with him for 6 years, lucky me)
RANT TIME!! So, at the time of writing this particular sentence, it is 8:13 pm, May 31st. Less than 4 hours before this blog is due. I was sick today and didn’t have any time to work on the blog because I fell asleep about 4 times. This morning at about 5:45 am I had a 102 degree fever and could barely stand for more than a minute at a time. But magically, I somehow went down 4 degrees in about 3 hours. But I still have a low fever and it probably will go back up again tonight. I may not be in school again tomorrow. I really can’t think about anything to write for a rant, my head hurts. Oh wait! I found my new favorite song. It is a song by these 2 guys named Rhett and Link. It is called “My OCD”. It is a really catchy songs about the struggles of OCD. Speaking of OCD, my 3rd grade teacher had OCD. She had really bad OCD. To the point that she cleaned off her desk every single minute. It was kinda funny. “OMG, NEIGHBOR! CAN YOU STOP RANDOMLY WHACKING THINGS WITH YOUR HAMMER! I AM TRYING TO CONCENTRATE! *heavy breathing* Okay, now that I got that out of my system, I can continue. So my family just put up a new fence after 20 years of having a boring old gray fence, we now have a slightly less boring brown fence! (YAY!) Okay, I am now going to lay down, my head hurts. (511 words)
I've never given the quote much thought, and though I'm quite quiet at times I still stood up for myself but was still being ridiculed and made fun of, not fun. I've now started to stand up for myself and had a few confrontations I'd like to share with you, so hold on ladies and gentlemen as you read my caffeine-induced incoherent extravaganza!!! One of the earliest instances of bullying I've received was around 2nd grade when multiple people in the grade found out my middle name was Adam, they burst into laughter, My initials were F.A.T. Be cause i was chubby kid back then it made for the perfect attack. By now I've grown immune to this mental bullying. But there are instances where I've been bullied physically. Like 2 summers ago at a local park I was chased by another boy ,who shall remain nameless for their own privacy, *cough* *cough* so I'm not sued *cough* *cough* that literally threw markers at my which stung like literal bees, and to top it all off, he pushed me into a thorn bush. I still have a scar on my left forearm if my word shall not suffice. There is one confrontation I'll always look back on with a strange fondness. It actually happened during the 2nd marking period. I was in the bathroom when someone locked me in my stall from the outside by tying the door handle to a nearby sink, with a scarf. After basically yelling at the person to stop they let me out. I immediately told the person watching the bathroom and left for class. It was during fourth block that same day, the person confronted me in the halls, wearing the scarf. They tried acting all cool and "gangstah" repeatedly yelling at me, "You snitched on me, you snitched!" I just laughed. Then, the unthinkable happened, he threatened, with his scarf. He put it against my chest and tried looking intimidating, failing miserably. I chuckled a little and walked away. I'm glad that's all that I did. And this is where the larger cases stop. It's good to see I've grown a thicker skin, and I'm sure It'll only grow thicker. Rant Time: Does it bother anybody else that discrimination has become such a large issue.Like all of these violent attacks by Black Lives Matter don't help them. If anything it give African Americans a less credible appearance! All you soccer moms out there, don't worry! Your dear little Charlie isn't going to catch "the gay" when he sees to men or woman being affectionate with each other. "Little Timmy cover your eyes, don't look at them, I wouldn't want you to catch "the straight". Anything but that!Like seriously people? Land of the free? Not anymore. In someplaces just leaving your house as a member of the LGBTQ+ community can get you shot. Like what is up with that? But in my opinion, the worst of all are the extremist feminists who are being man haters. Feminists are supposed to fight for equality not superiority! Don't ruin your name, and others! Getting back to the homophobes, in my Polish School class, I usually sit near or with the 3 girls in that class because they're genuinely funny and polite, unlike all the guys there. SO THEY CALL ME GAY BECAUSE I SIT NEAR GIRLS??? WHAT KIND OF LOGIC IS THAT??? I HAVE HEARD BETTER INTELLECT FROM A 4 YEAR-OLD THAN THOSE BAFOONS!!! Sorry, kind of went all RageFil for a second. But now that I've got that off my chest I feel well enough to wrap it up here, that you for reading my last post this year, and I bid you farewell. (623 words)
A time that this quote applied was a long long time ago. So this first story i was in first grade, it was the thirtieth day of school. I just became friends with this one girl, for identity purposes lets call her Mary. So me and mary were friends and you know we did first grader stuff together. But one day we were playing at recess you know the game where you have different elemental powers. But back to the story, i was always wind power and Mary was always fire power. So this day she decides to be wind power okay. Okay if Kara is reading this you are not Mary okay i know we played this game. But again back to the story, so i say “i'm always wind power.” and you know what she says she says “you're not smart enough to be wind power.” so i stopped playing with her and played with this random girl named Kara. I had a great time with this Kara but something happened in third grade. Me and Kara were best friends at the time but one day she was rude and we drifted apart. But now we are the bestest friends. Kara and I not Mary i still kind of dislike her. **************Randomness Time****************** Okay so i am a really weird person, or so everybody thinks. I actually am terrified in social situations. I am also terrified of what people think about me. Here is an example, so the talent show i wanted to do it alone but Jessica asked me to do it with her. So i said yes. I was scared to tell her i wanted to do it alone because i was afraid that she would be mad at me. Okay and it turns out that she wanted to do it alone too. So plan backfired. ***** New Topic ***** Okay so i this dog his name is Colt. He is so cute his little face i just want to squeeze. In fact (out of blog world) Tara : Colt come here so i can squeeze your face Colt: *walks away* (back in blog world) Okay so again plan backfired. ***** Next Topic ***** I just want to say how hard it is to write 500 words about a quote i mean some of them are cool like April's quote about the dreams. I really like planning the future or at least dreaming about what it would be like. I mean i like to plan things and make fake family and be married to Channing Tatum wait what. Okay scratch that. But those are things that i enjoy doing. Okay i'm just making suggestions for next year. See i also think that was my favorite blog post of them all. It was so fun to write and i didn't need to babble on like i am now. Just saying do more topics like those because that was a great tank and awesome. So i only need nine words so good bye!
I’ve seen past me in this situation too many times. Some people have called me a doormat, because I’m too quiet to speak up for myself, and I’ve missed some opportunities because of that. From first to third grade, I was bullied by my best friend, or so I called her. (We’re still friends today) She would always be rude to my other friends, never let me spend time with the other people I wanted to be with, etc. I would always wonder if the friendship was good for both of us, but pushed the thought of her being a bully out of my mind because she was my bestie and I would NEVER want to lose (basically) my only best friend. Eventually, I couldn’t take it and told everything that was happening in and out of school to my parents. They were bewildered, because from what they saw, that she was so nice and an angel. I know it was my battle, but they helped me fight it. I still can’t completely walk away, and I partially regret not being brave enough to speak up. I probably have more stories similar to this one, but none of them are coming to mind right now. Yay!
ReplyDeleteEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. And now I will rant about whatever weird things are in my head. Read this if you want your mind to be poisoned. (YES JONATHAN I CAN SPELL ‘POISONED’)
I’ve just re-visited an old obsession I had for about 2 years. If you’ve EVER watched Adventure Time you should know who Marceline is. Yes, I’m so obsessed with her attitude, music, and everything in general. It’s not only her. If you’ve heard about ‘gender-swapping’ a character, it’s where you ‘swap’ the gender that the character originally is. In this case, Marceline is a girl, and her ‘gender-swapped’ version is Marshall Lee. If you haven’t seen them, YOU NEED TO RIGHT NOW! They are so adorable! I know this might mean, just maybe that I’m a little TOO obsessed, but I just spent a whole hour scrolling pictures of them, both admiring and looking for a new background for my computer. Well….. I said a little bit obsessed, right?
I think I said enough about that. Question for everyone; do any of you own a pet egg? Well, I have a pet egg and…. I mean it’s kind of hard to explain having a pet egg. You just have a pet egg. This is bad, normally I have something to rant about, but I really can’t think of any- CLACK CLCK CLICKETY CLACK….. –thing. Oh. I figured out what I want to talk about. I think my keyboard is a little bit louder today. I would wonder how in the world I would notice that over the blaring loud TV right above my head. CURSE YOU SISTER! I’M TRYING TO CONCENTRATE HERE! The thing is, it doesn’t matter how I hear the keyboard, it’s that I do hear it, and it’s KILLING ME. SERIOUSLY. Why in the world would anyone in their right mind create something SOOO horrible?! It just bewilders me. (WARNING!!! THIS IS SO RANDOM!) I just love cats, don’t you? PEACE!
(530 words, such a perfect number)
For this last blog quote of the year (wow, this year flew), we received a quote that talks about being stepped over like a doormat and not standing up for yourself. In my opinion, I am a more outgoing person and I don’t tolerate people treating me like I am not worth as much respect as they are. We’re all human, am I right! Unfortunately, I have seen this type of thing grow more in the middle school and as I get older versus when I was back in elementary school. Like I said previously, I try my best to stand up for myself, but there has been times it just didn’t happen. Something like this happened to me this year.
ReplyDeleteA kid was manipulating my name and even said a curse word to me! At the time, I wasn’t sure what to say because I was afraid I’d say something stupid and be an even bigger target. When he walked away, he purposely teased my name again by blowing it’s pronunciation out of proportion by a mile. I was angry and said to him that if four letters was to hard, then don’t say my name or talk to me at all. Even though I said something at the end to make him back off, I feel as if I still stood still with my words instead of walking with them. I get very upset when I see people getting stepped on or being made fun of and feeling helpless. I try to help as many as I can start walking instead of standing.
When you watch movies, you see the popular kids pick on the “geeks”, and the ones being made fun of just stand there with their head down as if they failed and feel like they aren’t superior to the cool kids. Or in others, there is someone who hangs out with those more popular and gets pushed around by them, but doesn’t want to leave that group because they like the rank of popularity they are at around those people. When I initially saw this quote I was a little confused. I read it over to get a better understanding, and then strongly agreed with it. I think people’s insecurities and fears of standing up for themselves aren’t because of what they are doing. It is because of bullies. The bullies are who make the person feel as if they aren’t worthy of respect and have no voice. I think there should be lots of therapists and organizations for people who experience this constantly. The therapist can help them find a voice and do exercises and simulations to help them build confidence. As a whole, we can help ourselves if you are someone who suffers from this. Not only can we do that, but we can help all around us by supporting this cause.Let’s make a change in the world for the better and stand up. Make your voice solid and loud enough for all to hear. Stop standing and start walking!
OHH! OHH! I GOT THIS IN THE BAG! But first a note: Names changed for privacy. So I chose actresses names instead! (What did you expect, honestly?)
ReplyDeleteEver since like, maybe first grade, I have no idea but I was little. These two girls Amber and Grace have always acted like my friends and have been really kind of nice to me up to about, fourth grade, maybe fifth and they would be mean or just throw me aside and not really care. For example: (Things I cared about in fourth grade) we were outside and I would say something along the lines of like I do not want to do this or I wanted to play another game and they would just go off with no consideration and I'd play with someone else. It seemed if someone else in their little clique didn't want to do that one activity they would immediately make sure to change their plans to suit them all. I remember this one time, Amber and my friends (Including Grace and some actual friends) were playing and we had to catch and throw the ball. (The genius things we do when we're bored out of our minds. *insert claps* Thank you. Thank you.) I threw it to her and she said "If it's more then 10 feet from me, your out," along with things like if you don't catch it your out, etc. And It landed and Amber couldn't catch it. It landed and she took her feet and like walking a type rope she took 10 steps heel to heel. I was so annoyed at her. I tried telling her her foot isn't 12 inches and that didn't work well, she just came up with the lame excuse of "its good enough." Amber has done so many other things to tick me off as well. Whenever we would play a game in elementary school, she's always organize it and change the rules so she's not out or makes a do over. I became so freaking sick of it.
This year Amber seems to take just as much, maybe slightly less, as advantage as before. At the bus stop, she will completely ignore me unless some how Grace isn't there. Then it becomes, why didn't you answer my texts, I need you here. I'm like but you don't even talk to me when Grace is here why should I have to suddenly be important now. It's either always or never, sorry but that's just how I like it. I always listen to music when I'm at the bus stop, mainly because they never talk to me and I don't want to be bored, and musicals are entertaining to me. There's also been times at my bus stop when I'm listening to music and they start chasing my trying to get my phone and earbuds and try to play my music out loud and I hate it. Not to mention the several times if they don't do that, they will play their music (normal pop/rap) and I'll look at them like *seriously, use earbuds* and they see In looking are and just like "At least it's better then yours." and like I have my own opinion and hate like the Top 50. Also random announcement: MUSICALS ARE MODERN. MY FAVORITE CAST ALBUM CAME OUT THIS YEAR! Also when you text me at 7:50 asking where I am, I'm most often running around my house grabbing my water and fixing my hair not checking my phone to see who texts me so don't get so annoyed when I don't respond as I'm trying to run out the door. So please get over it and either talk to me daily or if you don't talk to me, still don't when your little friend that you rely on isn't there.
630 words and the easiest one to write since a long time.
DeleteWow okay, last blog of the year. This went by fast. I’m going to make it a good one. *Stretches* *Cracks Finger and Neck*.
ReplyDeleteOkay, so this quote is really inspirational and basically says that you can’t be friends with a bully. So, this quote is really relatable. It all started in Kindergarten. *Flashback distorts* (I think I can remember this right) I was on my bus with my 6 other sorta friends being dropped off at our houses. One of those “sorta friends” was, Kyle Beahm. I was trying to look like a “cool kid” and was showing everyone my band-aid I had on my thumb and that I was tough. I was showing Kyle and he shook my hand, pulling the band-aid off. It hurt. Bad. At least I was only right down the street from my house. I got off the bus and told my mom the story.
But wait there’s more(once again including Kyle)! I actually don’t remember this one perfectly, but at one point (in either kindergarten or first grade, I forgot) Kyle punched me in the face. I don’t really remember when or why, I just remember being hugged and apologized to by his cousins who were at that time my sister friends. It didn’t really help.
I have to admit, I did try to be friends with Kyle. But after these instances I didn't want to be his friends anymore. (I haven’t been in any classes with him for 6 years, lucky me)
RANT TIME!!
So, at the time of writing this particular sentence, it is 8:13 pm, May 31st. Less than 4 hours before this blog is due. I was sick today and didn’t have any time to work on the blog because I fell asleep about 4 times. This morning at about 5:45 am I had a 102 degree fever and could barely stand for more than a minute at a time. But magically, I somehow went down 4 degrees in about 3 hours. But I still have a low fever and it probably will go back up again tonight. I may not be in school again tomorrow.
I really can’t think about anything to write for a rant, my head hurts. Oh wait! I found my new favorite song. It is a song by these 2 guys named Rhett and Link. It is called “My OCD”. It is a really catchy songs about the struggles of OCD. Speaking of OCD, my 3rd grade teacher had OCD. She had really bad OCD. To the point that she cleaned off her desk every single minute. It was kinda funny. “OMG, NEIGHBOR! CAN YOU STOP RANDOMLY WHACKING THINGS WITH YOUR HAMMER! I AM TRYING TO CONCENTRATE! *heavy breathing* Okay, now that I got that out of my system, I can continue. So my family just put up a new fence after 20 years of having a boring old gray fence, we now have a slightly less boring brown fence! (YAY!) Okay, I am now going to lay down, my head hurts.
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ReplyDeleteI've never given the quote much thought, and though I'm quite quiet at times I still stood up for myself but was still being ridiculed and made fun of, not fun. I've now started to stand up for myself and had a few confrontations I'd like to share with you, so hold on ladies and gentlemen as you read my caffeine-induced incoherent extravaganza!!!
ReplyDeleteOne of the earliest instances of bullying I've received was around 2nd grade when multiple people in the grade found out my middle name was Adam, they burst into laughter, My initials were F.A.T. Be cause i was chubby kid back then it made for the perfect attack. By now I've grown immune to this mental bullying. But there are instances where I've been bullied physically.
Like 2 summers ago at a local park I was chased by another boy ,who shall remain nameless for their own privacy, *cough* *cough* so I'm not sued *cough* *cough* that literally threw markers at my which stung like literal bees, and to top it all off, he pushed me into a thorn bush. I still have a scar on my left forearm if my word shall not suffice. There is one confrontation I'll always look back on with a strange fondness. It actually happened during the 2nd marking period. I was in the bathroom when someone locked me in my stall from the outside by tying the door handle to a nearby sink, with a scarf. After basically yelling at the person to stop they let me out. I immediately told the person watching the bathroom and left for class.
It was during fourth block that same day, the person confronted me in the halls, wearing the scarf. They tried acting all cool and "gangstah" repeatedly yelling at me, "You snitched on me, you snitched!" I just laughed. Then, the unthinkable happened, he threatened, with his scarf. He put it against my chest and tried looking intimidating, failing miserably. I chuckled a little and walked away. I'm glad that's all that I did. And this is where the larger cases stop. It's good to see I've grown a thicker skin, and I'm sure It'll only grow thicker.
Rant Time:
Does it bother anybody else that discrimination has become such a large issue.Like all of these violent attacks by Black Lives Matter don't help them. If anything it give African Americans a less credible appearance!
All you soccer moms out there, don't worry! Your dear little Charlie isn't going to catch "the gay" when he sees to men or woman being affectionate with each other. "Little Timmy cover your eyes, don't look at them, I wouldn't want you to catch "the straight". Anything but that!Like seriously people? Land of the free? Not anymore. In someplaces just leaving your house as a member of the LGBTQ+ community can get you shot. Like what is up with that?
But in my opinion, the worst of all are the extremist feminists who are being man haters. Feminists are supposed to fight for equality not superiority! Don't ruin your name, and others!
Getting back to the homophobes, in my Polish School class, I usually sit near or with the 3 girls in that class because they're genuinely funny and polite, unlike all the guys there. SO THEY CALL ME GAY BECAUSE I SIT NEAR GIRLS??? WHAT KIND OF LOGIC IS THAT??? I HAVE HEARD BETTER INTELLECT FROM A 4 YEAR-OLD THAN THOSE BAFOONS!!!
Sorry, kind of went all RageFil for a second. But now that I've got that off my chest I feel well enough to wrap it up here, that you for reading my last post this year, and I bid you farewell. (623 words)
WoW! Great ideas, sixth grade. Have an awesome summer. Read a lot! Write a lot! Think A lot! Have a TON of fun!
ReplyDeleteA time that this quote applied was a long long time ago. So this first story i was in first grade, it was the thirtieth day of school. I just became friends with this one girl, for identity purposes lets call her Mary. So me and mary were friends and you know we did first grader stuff together. But one day we were playing at recess you know the game where you have different elemental powers. But back to the story, i was always wind power and Mary was always fire power. So this day she decides to be wind power okay. Okay if Kara is reading this you are not Mary okay i know we played this game. But again back to the story, so i say “i'm always wind power.” and you know what she says she says “you're not smart enough to be wind power.” so i stopped playing with her and played with this random girl named Kara. I had a great time with this Kara but something happened in third grade. Me and Kara were best friends at the time but one day she was rude and we drifted apart. But now we are the bestest friends. Kara and I not Mary i still kind of dislike her.
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Okay so i am a really weird person, or so everybody thinks. I actually am terrified in social situations. I am also terrified of what people think about me. Here is an example, so the talent show i wanted to do it alone but Jessica asked me to do it with her. So i said yes. I was scared to tell her i wanted to do it alone because i was afraid that she would be mad at me. Okay and it turns out that she wanted to do it alone too. So plan backfired.
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Okay so i this dog his name is Colt. He is so cute his little face i just want to squeeze. In fact (out of blog world) Tara : Colt come here so i can squeeze your face Colt: *walks away* (back in blog world) Okay so again plan backfired.
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I just want to say how hard it is to write 500 words about a quote i mean some of them are cool like April's quote about the dreams. I really like planning the future or at least dreaming about what it would be like. I mean i like to plan things and make fake family and be married to Channing Tatum wait what. Okay scratch that. But those are things that i enjoy doing. Okay i'm just making suggestions for next year. See i also think that was my favorite blog post of them all. It was so fun to write and i didn't need to babble on like i am now. Just saying do more topics like those because that was a great tank and awesome. So i only need nine words so good bye!