The World is a Mess

My town seems to be falling apart. In the past few days there was a student with a hit list targeting students and teachers, then there was a guy who got shot in the head, and a rape/carjacking happened.

My only question is why? People can be messed  up sometimes. If we were all to at least control ourselves, would be all right. I mean yeah, it’s okay to not like people. It’s also not okay to shoot someone just because. That’s everywhere though. ISIS may have a record of killings in today’s world, but let’s not forget these issues are massive across the United States and the rest of the globe.

There is nothing worse than someone attacking people for no true reason other than to kill or leave a mark on someone.

Everyday, people try to start some sort of brawl over pretty much everything. This is a serious lack of self control. A person shouldn’t be aiming to start something they probably won’t finish in the sense of they will get caught.

Luckily, there hasn’t been any huge issues here, but they exist more so outside of school. Which is pretty terrible. What are you going to do? Get caught by the police who will do more than just fine you like the school? I think it goes back to the way people are raised.

Parents are so absent these day since the economy crashed in 2008, we are still having to recover in some way. The parents have longer work hours and the students are bored. I enjoy the alone time, but sometimes I become bored of movie marathons, but I don’t try to build myself when the parents aren’t home and some people are the same way.  

Sometimes, we are so caught up in who we are and our reputations. That reputation doesn’t matter unless you plan to be in high school your whole life or you just don’t have any true plans for life. We forget what we do impacts so much more than a loss of life or body damage. What we do as people makes the world either stop or go.

Just a little something to take into your day, make a positive difference and make one soon. You never know how fast you can make a difference.


I Have Sharpies, What do You Have?

Freshman are over here with all these relationship goals and what other nonsense goes on their lives. Here’s a backstory: I don’t date unless I absolutely feel like it, and I haven’t, at least not in the 9th grade.

I feel as though these kids are kind of wasting their time with the opposite sex, or otherwise. Like it’s not really worth the issues when you’re young. It’s okay to be single and it’s okay to just have the 50 pack Sharpies like what Here’s the thing about Sharpies, I kept track of those things like they were my babies. I never left them in the car and I made sure they all worked. The day one died, I would go buy another. Having those Sharpies around were like a second responsibility, kind of like a love interest. However, I don’t think Sharpies would break my heart or make me cry.

Freshmen are making a big deal out of love that doesn’t exist. It’s not real love unless it’s truly made by each other. Not all love is meant to end, but there isn’t much of a true love.

What’s an eleven year old doing with love letters? Nothing. The relationship may never advance by the end of the year, if it even lasts that long. In truth, some of these freshmen relationships end within the first two months.

Around junior and senior year, seems like a good time to actually be into someone. You can build off of each other within those years. Around senior year, people seem to understand compromise, which is heavily missing in the early years of high school. Most are selfish beings until around junior year.

However, there are relationships which stand the test of time. But think about it, there’s only four years of your high school experience and it’s crazy ridiculous to settle so soon. In a relationship like this, I seriously hope they live happily ever after, just like in the movies and books. It would be awful to see something like that happen after so long of them being together. I can’t even get myself to part with my dead Sharpies after two years.

It’s almost weird to see freshmen with boyfriends and girlfriends of any sort. I’m all right with remembering my high school years as playful and friend filled, because I still refuse to grow up, no matter who comes my way.

I’m Not Average Anymore, I’m growing up

Sometimes I feel as though I’m not an average teenager. I have a lot of work to do for myself, and that’s probably why I’ve been M.I.A for the past few months. I seriously don’t have the room here to discuss everything, but I will say I’ve found a long distant love for writing.
For some teachers, it’s not a surprise that a journalism student is so active in school activities other than journalism. I write for a school newspaper because I love it , it’s expected of me to continue on in a way that shows how much I love journalism. That’s not necessarily the case, since I’m the only one who wants to actually become a journalist in the real world on my staff. This wasn’t my first choice. I was wanting to do some serious work on fashion, but I realized I have a true passion for writing. I don’t think about writing as a job, I just sort of do it. I have to think about going out on a shopping trip and I’m really looking for great ideas for great news when I go. Unlike writing where I spit out words on a screen or paper and somehow my thoughts all work out into this beautiful work of art, fashion just never got to me. Thank goodness for the introduction to journalism students, they have made me realize I want to become a journalism mom at some point in my life. My newspaper adviser is my currently my journalism mom, Lisa Snider.
She is literally a second mom to me. I think I’ve taken more crackers from her than my own household, I don’t have crackers at home so that’s not saying much. But still, there is a lot of love in the newsroom. I feel as though students and teachers don’t understand the amount of skill sets you need to, and do, learn as a student journalist. I have done some serious work and realized that it’s possible to juggle student life and a journalist life all at once. I have learned communication skills and prioritizing my work with my life. I’ve always been a little OCD, but now I think I have it to the point of proper planning to go with it, especially when it comes to my assignments.
Just tonight I finished up planning and interviewing for my current news stories. Then I had just enough time to jump on here and write this so that it would be out of the way. I’m really proud of myself for organizing myself enough so that I would be able to get everything  that needs to be done to done. I don’t usually congratulate myself for this but it’s been a very busy year for me. This is my last year in high school and it’s kept me so busy I’m surprised I have time to do anything.
They really shouldn’t have lied about the easy classes you have when the classes aren’t all that easy. It’s not easy trying fit academics into the little amount of time you have to do everything else. Challenges are nice until you have something that you can’t figure out, this one challenge is so much more stressful than expected. My Algebra III class is pretty sweet though and so is my physics, they are the classes that will challenge your mind the most. The rest are time consuming, and I’m not in the “I wish this was over now” stage of my high school experience. It’s more of the fact require so much work and it’s done in the matter of seconds sometimes and will push you to the edge.
To recap my first semester up to this point, it’s been difficult. Blood, sweat, and tears were on a level beyond anything I would have expected me to have. I’m sorry for not being on as much. I actually have missed my blog on so many levels. I promise to get on it more often. Things will eventually cool down here and I will have more time to interact with my readers.