Stand Up For Who You Are!

If someone tries to bring you down, hold your head higher & smile

People get picked on & bullied for many different things. It could be something as simple as the clothes you wear or your style of hair, to the colour of your skin or the person you choose to love, whether it be a man or a woman.
I'm one of those people. However, I just think I have a flashing neon sign above my head saying "Pick On Me!" as I've no idea why people choose to bully me. I'm just trying to be myself! And that's just it! No matter what you do, how many times you colour your hair, or change your clothing style, some people will just walk right over you.
So, what do we do?
We have to learn to stand up for ourselves, because it's our right to have the freedom to live as we are. We shouldn't have to change ourselves in any sort of way, except to gain a bit of confidence & build on our self esteem.

My blog is about how I try to be me, trying to be the best I can be!

I promise you this is not a super depressing blog, because I sure as hell ain't a depressed person, though, I do have my moments, just as everyone else does.
This is where I will be 100% myself, expressing my thoughts & feelings on different matters & also my daily life.

What I hope to do here on this blog, is to put a smile on your face &, hopefully, let you know it's okay to be yourself; to be proud of who you are!

If you do read my blog & you find that you find what I say has some truth to it, or my wackiness & randomness of my true self puts a good smile on your face, please don't hesitate to comment & let me know! Putting a smile on someone's face is always the best thing! It'd make my day! :)

Well, I hope you enjoy my blog... Have a good day! :)


Friday 29 June 2012

ANGER!!!

I don't want to clean rooms any more or serve people's breakfast. I want to stay up late and not give a shit. I want to sleep in as late as I want. I don't want to go around having to correct the girl that comes to help out in the B&B on the exact same things, almost everyday! I want to breath. I do'nt want fucking retards at school using me to take out their anger.
Just because the principal gave out another fucking EXAMPLE timetable after I talked to him, does not fucking mean it's my fault. I'm ONE goddamn student out of SEVENTY-FIVE!!!! Why the fuck would he change it for me you stupid retards! I didn't even ask him to change it. He even said that it wasn't the final thing.
That time ye decided it would be funny to spread it around that I was pregnant? Shout it out in class so the teachers could hear? Yeah, fucking hilarious. Go play with yourselves, you'll find that ye ain't so fun
Oh, & you know that sixth year that was drinking in school & stealing things from the classrooms, on his last day of school? Did he deserve to get in trouble? Hell yes! But was I the one that told on him, or did ye all just assume, as ye all do & spread it around the school that I did? Yeah, thought so.
I'm so fucking glad it's summer. Finally away from the likes of you bastards.
You can't call me names or push around. Judge me for what I look like, or dream to do. I can breath more, be myself more. I hope, some day, each and every one of you can feel what I've felt. You won't be so quick to go after me then, eh?
 
Maybe this is what happened to me? All this stupid retarded stress?!
Fuck all this!
Just let me breath again...

2 comments:

  1. <3 u.

    Only 2 more years in that school?! :) then you can move in with me!!;)

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