If there's one thing that I hate and love at the same time, it's boys. You love them, well because of stupid hormones, or whatever it is that makes me like them. Yet, at the same time you want to rip their head of because of the most recent thing they did, and lately my life has been topsy-turvy ever since I met Bill.
Around my area we have high school games called the legion and me and my friends usually go unless we have a softball game that day. The first one I went to this summer was awesome, and I had fun with my friends. The next day Annie and I were outside on her porch steps coloring on the sidewalk. One of Bill's friends, Jay are Annie's neighbor and he came up to us before crossing through her yard to get to the park, he was talking about how Bill thought I was hot and liked me. I had no idea who the kid is, so I just go along saying I wasn't interested. When he left Annie told me how hot he was, and she showed me his pick on myspace. Ironically, not to long ago that afternoon I was asking who "Bill Bill" was on her myspace. And ever since then he's popping up everywhere.
At the legion games, at Rithcie's game, and just plain old everywhere. My mind especially. He was always there. Everytime I passed his friends at the parks they yelled out "Hey Ayana! Bill likes you!" and I would say "okay" or "whatever" or "sure" not knowing if they were telling the truth or not. Because 1. Bill had a girlfriend and 2 after that he would claim he didn't. Then, just the other night Joe, Annie's cousin said on facebook that he liked me. I wasn'y sure whether to trust him or not, I'd have to ask Annie. So i txted her while she was sleeping. She didn't respond 'til the next morning. And she went on my facebook (we practically share it) and found out some things from Joe. Bill doesn't actually like me, he said he was just kidding right after he told me. And that's why I claim boys are stupid. (No offense to boys or anything reading this, they probably think girls are stupid also.)
It's just all so confusing and frustrating and it makes me clueless. I hate that. I know, someday I will find the right person, and I will be happy, I'm just wishing that day would come faster. =/ But I don't because even through all this I'm happy because I have my best friends to back me up. Especially when I saw Annie said to Joe, her cousin, "if your lying to ayana i will chew your head up" and I know very well that she can. She also called me her besy friend, which I liked because sometimes with living in two different places I can't be so sure all the time.
And I know, I am probably boring you with my problems and Maria will yell at me for incorrect grammer, talking about me too much, both, or something else on here. But that's OK by me. =D LOL love her. <3 <3
I promise next time I will right about something that will make you think, like my views on life or whatever... dreams, goals, music, whatever, I kind of love those subjects. Oohh and add writing to that list, I want to be an a-- no no no thats for the next post!
L for love-- Ayana
P.S. Did you know your supposed to paint your dominant hand first when painting your nails?? I always forget but I try to remember. ;D So until next time...
Friday, July 23, 2010
Thursday, July 22, 2010
Life Lessons #1-Maria
Hey readers.
You'd probably say I don't have as much "life experience" as an adult would. And that's true, I don't. But I do have a decent amount. Enough to know that this world, right now, is pretty screwed up.
Trusting people, for me, is pretty difficult. The past few years, my peers have become pretty brutal. I didn't know how people my age, barely thirteen, could be so cruel. In the past school year, I have received two death threats, watched as four of my friends began to hate me for no apparent reason, and heard about one very horrid rumor being spread about me. I'll explain the latter; the rest are pretty pointless now.
So one day at lunch, I was talking to two of my friends about a band that I liked. The band was Tokio Hotel. One said, "oh they look like girls." I responded with a quick, "a little, but I like them anyway." The boys at the table behind us apparently misheard our words. In a matter of two days, the entire grade thought I was bisexual. No one was talking to me, aside form my closest friends.
I knew that I wasn't bisexual. I have absolutely nothing against anyone who is, but I didn't like to be called something I'm not. This was an extremely difficult time for me. No one knew the truth, and when I tried to explain, no one believed my story. Isn't it so curious how people hear a rumor, and don't believe the truth when it comes from the source?
It never really was resolved. Guidance councilors (at my school, at least) don['t really help the situation. I describe them as touchy-feeley. I'd rather be anonymous than have them say, "Oh, Maria doesn't like that you spread a rumor about her." They way they go about handling the situation kind of bothers me. It usually just makes things worse.
Really, I just don't understand anymore. I don't know who I can trust, because, obviously, many of my friends can't be. I think one friend is just so insanely honest and good-natured that she'll always be there. One. That's just about it for me. I don't know what to think anymore. Maybe I won't focus on anything socially from here on out. Maybe I'll just...leave everyone alone and stay to myself. What do you think, readers?
And if any of the lovely people who spread that lovely rumor (you know who you are) are reading this, You have been spreading lies. I feel bad for you, as you were sucked into this mess.
Have an awesome day, on me.
XoXo,
Maria
P.s. Even though they were inadvertently the start of my problems, I still love Tokio Hotel. Search them on YouTube, okay? They're amazing.
You'd probably say I don't have as much "life experience" as an adult would. And that's true, I don't. But I do have a decent amount. Enough to know that this world, right now, is pretty screwed up.
Trusting people, for me, is pretty difficult. The past few years, my peers have become pretty brutal. I didn't know how people my age, barely thirteen, could be so cruel. In the past school year, I have received two death threats, watched as four of my friends began to hate me for no apparent reason, and heard about one very horrid rumor being spread about me. I'll explain the latter; the rest are pretty pointless now.
So one day at lunch, I was talking to two of my friends about a band that I liked. The band was Tokio Hotel. One said, "oh they look like girls." I responded with a quick, "a little, but I like them anyway." The boys at the table behind us apparently misheard our words. In a matter of two days, the entire grade thought I was bisexual. No one was talking to me, aside form my closest friends.
I knew that I wasn't bisexual. I have absolutely nothing against anyone who is, but I didn't like to be called something I'm not. This was an extremely difficult time for me. No one knew the truth, and when I tried to explain, no one believed my story. Isn't it so curious how people hear a rumor, and don't believe the truth when it comes from the source?
It never really was resolved. Guidance councilors (at my school, at least) don['t really help the situation. I describe them as touchy-feeley. I'd rather be anonymous than have them say, "Oh, Maria doesn't like that you spread a rumor about her." They way they go about handling the situation kind of bothers me. It usually just makes things worse.
Really, I just don't understand anymore. I don't know who I can trust, because, obviously, many of my friends can't be. I think one friend is just so insanely honest and good-natured that she'll always be there. One. That's just about it for me. I don't know what to think anymore. Maybe I won't focus on anything socially from here on out. Maybe I'll just...leave everyone alone and stay to myself. What do you think, readers?
And if any of the lovely people who spread that lovely rumor (you know who you are) are reading this, You have been spreading lies. I feel bad for you, as you were sucked into this mess.
Have an awesome day, on me.
XoXo,
Maria
P.s. Even though they were inadvertently the start of my problems, I still love Tokio Hotel. Search them on YouTube, okay? They're amazing.
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
I'm Only Me When I'm With You-Ayana
Hi, my name is Ayana (I-yawn-a) and you would not believe how many times I had tried to rewrite this. I have sooo many things to be told about me but somethings will not be and today, I will be talking about my best friends in the entire world! (One of my favorite subjects, they're just the best people ever!)
Besides Maria and all my other online buddies I have Annie and Lexi, they are just the best friends pretty much. Braydon is Lexi's brother and Ritchie is Annie's annoying, oompa lumpa brother. We always make fun of each other but we know we kind of... love each other, well except Ritchie. He doesn't count, but seriously, I could not live without these people. We have so many back stories, even today. When Lexi, Annie, and I were going down the street rolling in a computer desk chair! And then Braydon's friend Teddy was over and he wanted a try so we pushed him down the driveway and half way down I realize "His legs can't touch the ground!" So I start chasing after him but he hits the curb and flips over!! It was hilarious!!
Or at the baseball game today, we were behind these old ladies and one of them had a bug in her hair! Hahaha!! And we were all laughing and trying to decide what to do! I think Annie got it out eventually though! And also at the game, cheering on our favorite player and realizing Teddy sent a text to my crush saying "hi honey" but then saying again "oops i sent this to the wrong person" I was kind of embarrassed and Lexi went on about how it was so mean and they would get into trouble. And Teddy started crying so we figured it was him, but truthfully by now. I didn't care, really. But he was crying and left, but I was fine. But as Annie said, "It's a good thing this happened to Ayana, because she doesn't give a crap about anything!"
But anyways, I seriously love these people!
The title is a song by Taylor Swift by the way.
L for Love, Ayana
(Note: Names in this post are not the actual names of the people spoken of. They were changes for privacy.)
Besides Maria and all my other online buddies I have Annie and Lexi, they are just the best friends pretty much. Braydon is Lexi's brother and Ritchie is Annie's annoying, oompa lumpa brother. We always make fun of each other but we know we kind of... love each other, well except Ritchie. He doesn't count, but seriously, I could not live without these people. We have so many back stories, even today. When Lexi, Annie, and I were going down the street rolling in a computer desk chair! And then Braydon's friend Teddy was over and he wanted a try so we pushed him down the driveway and half way down I realize "His legs can't touch the ground!" So I start chasing after him but he hits the curb and flips over!! It was hilarious!!
Or at the baseball game today, we were behind these old ladies and one of them had a bug in her hair! Hahaha!! And we were all laughing and trying to decide what to do! I think Annie got it out eventually though! And also at the game, cheering on our favorite player and realizing Teddy sent a text to my crush saying "hi honey" but then saying again "oops i sent this to the wrong person" I was kind of embarrassed and Lexi went on about how it was so mean and they would get into trouble. And Teddy started crying so we figured it was him, but truthfully by now. I didn't care, really. But he was crying and left, but I was fine. But as Annie said, "It's a good thing this happened to Ayana, because she doesn't give a crap about anything!"
But anyways, I seriously love these people!
The title is a song by Taylor Swift by the way.
L for Love, Ayana
(Note: Names in this post are not the actual names of the people spoken of. They were changes for privacy.)
Just the Beginning-Maria
This blog will have so many things in it that you will probably render pointless. Ayana and I needed a place to vent and discuss the realizations that come to us during our daily lives. We mean no offence to anyone in anything we say. If you are offended by something, please comment and let us know. Thanks!
So, I suppose I'll start with a little something I thought of while in the car yesterday, driving to dinner with my parents. My iPhone was playing a song by Cinema Bizarre, one of my current obsessions. I thought: Why does the cost necessities for people to live constantly go up? Of course, that got me thinking more. If those necessities came free, the people who supply them wouldn't have any profit whatsoever. It does cost a fair sum of money to, for example, grow corn. And to grow a massive amount of corn to ship to a supermarket would cost quite a bit. From this, I concluded that life itself is about supply, demand, and profit. Am I right? But what about the people who can't afford to eat? That's why we have those places where we donate a can of food (every school does it, don't lie to me) come in. Because of other people's donations, the less fortunate can eat. So kindness can save a life. That's definitely a thought I liked.
Everyone seems to be talking about Mel Gibson. My mom is watching ET right now.My, my. Such insanity. I don't see where violence comes in to anything; in life in general, I mean. Why do men have to hit women. Or children. Or even women hitting men and children. I've heard of that happening, too. Do people get into such a rage that the anger cannot be held in and the just have to let in out in such a way? Why not use a stress ball? If only the world was that simple. Human emotions are fascinating like that. So extreme, yet not, at the same time.
In my town, middle-school is 7th and 8th grade. This August, I'll be starting 7th grade. I have no idea what I can expect, aside from what I've heard. But who can judge anything that people say? I know something else, though. I have to go to CCD, or religious ed. I heard (word of mouth again...) that we have a retreat next year, but I'm not sure. During the two-day retreat, you can only have a change of clothes, a toothbrush, and your Bible. No homework. The middle school is known for weekend homework (according to a freshman my mom talked to), so how on Earth are we supposed to do it? Do you fail because of a religious obligation? Death in the family can't even get you out of the retreat. I don't know what to think here, so I'll just remain impartial, I suppose.
Enough of me now. Go do something productive and make your day a great one.
XoXo,
Maria
So, I suppose I'll start with a little something I thought of while in the car yesterday, driving to dinner with my parents. My iPhone was playing a song by Cinema Bizarre, one of my current obsessions. I thought: Why does the cost necessities for people to live constantly go up? Of course, that got me thinking more. If those necessities came free, the people who supply them wouldn't have any profit whatsoever. It does cost a fair sum of money to, for example, grow corn. And to grow a massive amount of corn to ship to a supermarket would cost quite a bit. From this, I concluded that life itself is about supply, demand, and profit. Am I right? But what about the people who can't afford to eat? That's why we have those places where we donate a can of food (every school does it, don't lie to me) come in. Because of other people's donations, the less fortunate can eat. So kindness can save a life. That's definitely a thought I liked.
Everyone seems to be talking about Mel Gibson. My mom is watching ET right now.My, my. Such insanity. I don't see where violence comes in to anything; in life in general, I mean. Why do men have to hit women. Or children. Or even women hitting men and children. I've heard of that happening, too. Do people get into such a rage that the anger cannot be held in and the just have to let in out in such a way? Why not use a stress ball? If only the world was that simple. Human emotions are fascinating like that. So extreme, yet not, at the same time.
In my town, middle-school is 7th and 8th grade. This August, I'll be starting 7th grade. I have no idea what I can expect, aside from what I've heard. But who can judge anything that people say? I know something else, though. I have to go to CCD, or religious ed. I heard (word of mouth again...) that we have a retreat next year, but I'm not sure. During the two-day retreat, you can only have a change of clothes, a toothbrush, and your Bible. No homework. The middle school is known for weekend homework (according to a freshman my mom talked to), so how on Earth are we supposed to do it? Do you fail because of a religious obligation? Death in the family can't even get you out of the retreat. I don't know what to think here, so I'll just remain impartial, I suppose.
Enough of me now. Go do something productive and make your day a great one.
XoXo,
Maria
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