So lake was fun (ice cream truck 2x! some things you just never outgrow:), watched Salmon Fishing in The Yemen with my mom (awesome, but WICKED long!), sleepover with my cousins Cristobal, Graciela, and Elena. Borring after that for a while, then my little bro went back to school (side note: the public school system in our town is REALLY weird: we have kindergarten and (sometimes, depending on how you get asigned,) first grade, or first through 4th split up in three different places due to the sheer population and general unrealisticness of a universal, whole-town bus system, and then EVERYBODY gets thrown into the same middle school (5th-6th) and then the junior high (7th & 8th) and finally the high school (everything else). See, there's another reason no one ever knows you at all where I live.) Still living the summer life, although (WARNING: Geekitis attack!(P.S. DO NOT UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES BELIEVE THE MYTH OF THE STEREOTYPICAL GEEK. It's wrong, we're not all like that. Most of us are awesome people, just different than everyone else. Honestly, it's ridiculous the bad rap, the labeling. It's killing kids left and right, all your stereotyping and discrimination. We're people, too.(And there's a good chance that kid you just tossed aside like yesterday's trash is going to be your boss someday.) My adivice? Go make friends with the geek, the nerd, the weirdo, the emo, the people stuck outside the glass box, forever willing to give anything just to break in. Save a life, make a day, change a future. And all you have to do is say hello to that kid who is always alone.) the lure of returning to the one place I have a voice (Besides here. Love you guys, whoever you are, I know I at least have a few regulars because there are always three more views when I come in and edit. Thanks, you make me really feel like there's someone out there who cares, and please visit the guest book,can't wait to know some names!) ever excites. This year, I won't be just an outcast, just that girl anymore. I want people to suddenly stop and stare when I come in the room, ask me to sit with them out of interest instead of pity. this year, I'll be a rock star, a hero, the It Girl. Everything they know about me is wrong, and changing their minds may be the weapon I have so searched for all these years to finally break the glass, but this time, I don't wanna go in. I want to break the glass for everyone else on the outside, dying as they look in. And, for them, instead of walking into the box, I'll let everyone else in the box out and weld the empty glass shut, so every one of us can finally be free.
Anyway, in other news, I have a contest out: If you are a thatgirltoitgirl fan and you have a twitter, please tweet the So This Is Me... URL to Edon and Andrew of America's Got Talent. The first person to do so email me and I'll tell you my real name (first only). Thank you!
And last of all for today, a note on dating. For some reason I've been compelled to take quizes on quizilla for three hours (don't do the 7 Minutes in Heaven ones, really sickening (litteraly). So I've come to the conclusion after tons of results, that I'm going to end up with the bad boy or the mega-good boy, but personally I don't care which so long as he's a good person deep down and he loves me and I love him.
All right, gotta go, Mother calls!
So this is me, the girl who will break the glass, signing off. |
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