What I think

Well, I said that this is "Life according to me," and it is. Now, I will keep my word true and give you my opinion on a few things. First, let me just say that living in a small town most definately has its down sides. My biggest problem is that sometimes, people just don't accept others. Okay, now if that isn't the dumbest thing ever! I mean, come on! If someone is new, don't you think it would be a good idea to get to know them. Why would you want someone to be friendless? It boggles my mind to even try and think of a reason why anyone would have a desire to outcast anyone else. I'm not trying to rip on the people that do that, but it's one of my biggest pet peves! I used to be the person tearing everyone else down and making sure that no one was as high on their pedestool as I was. To be honest, I wasn't hated by everyone. In fact, I doubt that I was hated by more than five people. It made me feel good to believe that all of my peers were below me. However, when reality struck, I realized that the "good feeling" I got was a load of crap! It never really did anything for me. It probably slowed me down! Over the past five or six years, I've learned that sometimes the people society lables "dorks" or "losers" are, in reality, some of the funnest people to hang out with. I highly doubt I'd be the way I am if I was trying to be "high and mighty." In Christ, I can totally be anything. But the funny thing about is that the more I get to know Jesus, the more I realize that I should be who God made me to be! I don't need to be funny, or smart, or even talented. I just need to be who God made me. Sometimes, I don't always know who that is. What's interesting about that is the more about God I understand, the more I understand about myself.

Well, now that I've thoroughly confuesed everyone, I think I'll end. Just remember that people are people, not aliens. Even though you may think that someone's a freak, they're not. They're a person and deserve to be treated as such. I'm not trying to preach (although, I'd be preaching to the choir if I was), I'm trying to make it apparent that everyone matters and no one should be rejected. Besides, you never know who your future boss could be. You might be rejecting your future boss's relative, or worse, your future boss! AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!

Okay, I'm done!

I Love Babies

Babies are so cute! Well, okay, some babies aren't, but Shaleah's baby is! Oh my goodness, Amara Langner is so pretty. Seriously, I think that she will be the cutest girl. I wish I was more computer friendly and could down load some pictures of her. It's not that I don't know how to use a computer, it's just that I don't know how to use EVERYTHING on a computer. Anywho, that's not the point. The point is that every time I see a baby, I can't wait to have one. It's like there's a little voice inside of me saying "Have a baby. Have a baby." To be honest, it's probably the estrogen talking. Okay, I was just kidding about that. You can calm down now. If you really think about it, the only thing that stops people from flooding the earth with babies is their voice of reason (and also a lack of attraction). Some couples never have kids. My psychology teacher calls them DINKs (Double Income No Kids). Personally, I don't think there's anything wrong with that. You can't force a person to have children. On the other side of the spectrum, you have the "We want more, we want more" (referring to children) couples. It's like they don't see the suferring it takes to raise kids. Either that, or none of their kids are teenagers yet. Once your child hits puberty, your hormones are over ruled by the louder voice that says "Your child is crazy and so are you if you have another one!" At least that's the impression I get from my parents. They laugh at the mention of another baby.

Someday, I will have my own child. Hopefully, I will bring into the world a beautiful, smart, talented person. If I don't, I will just have to try again! (J/K) I can't wait (although my mother assures me I can). Maybe it's all the excitement of babies (with Shaleah having hers, and my sister finding out she's having a boy), or maybe it's just that time of the month. Which ever one it is, I don't care. Babies are adorable. There's just something about them that makes me want to smile. Perhaps, for now, I do not need my own baby. Rather, I'll just help with everyone elses!


P.S.
Oh yeah! I don't know how I forgot about this yesterday, but I had a speech meet on Saturday. I got first place. It was so exciting! Well, bye!

Sorry, it's been a while since I've posted anything. The past week hasn't been extremely exciting. Most of my week consisted of practicing for tonight. My high school put on an "Evening of Excellence" which was made up of the band, choir, drama, and speech. I'm not sure the amount of practice we put into it was worth it, but what's done is done. Now, I get to worry about try-outs for the spring play. It's called "Noises Off" and I hear it's pretty funny. Although, I really don't think that I'll have enough time to be involved. The director is serious about commitment for this play. Yeah, well, sorry that this is so boring, but I'm tired and not really sure what I'm writing. Okay, I'm going to bed!

Some homework, I tell you!

I love my college classes! I am so excited for my Lifespan Development class. I get to do a case study on Brock. Plus, he has my fifth grade teacher, so when I visit the classroom, I get to visit my old teacher too! How great is that? Everyone should take Lifespan Development; it rocks! Doing this case study makes me feel like I'm actually doing something. There are tests that I get to monitor and activities I get to observe. I wish I could have this kind of homework for all my classes! Unfortunately, some classes have homework that should never be done. Math, for example, is one of those classes. If someone gives me a valid time when the quadratic formula can be used in every day life, then I would be happy to spend an hour and a half of my day practicing it. Until then however, I prefer to use my time differently. I could, in an hour and a half, write my essay (due by Friday), clean my room (which should have been done a while ago), or find a cure for cancer (well, actually, it would take more than just an hour and a half, but it'd be a start). Anywho, my point is that some homework is stupid, and some is useful. If only teachers knew that!

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Okay, this is silly! I can't publish a blog! What's going on? Maybe I'll just remake it. Oh well! It happens!