5- Sprinting, Bulls, and Pigs

It is Saturday night. So. what do I do?????? BLOG, OF COURSE! So, recently I found out I had this passion for writing. Hermione (i probably spelled it wrong) is probably going durrrrrrrrrr. Anyway, I realized that I suck at writing "books". Stories, news articles,blogging, journalism = more my forte. Okay, back to junior highish topics. Today, my main intent is to tell you something a bit more depressing than my normal chattery posts. One word sums up the crappy part of junior high. The one word is bullying. Why yes, I have been a victim of it. Bullying is mainly kids harassing you and teasing you because of something about you. In my case, one student said a particularly mean comment of my um, weight. Society has created this perfect person who is extremely skinny and well, perfect. Unfortunately, if you aren't like that,(like me), guess what? Kids pick on you. That kid called me a mean name, to my friend at her locker. Apparently, he called me NaFATalie. While I at first hearing this pretended to laugh and shake it off. Trust me, inside I was SO not laughing. Yes, it did bother me little bit. But, I realized that kid was probably just trying to make him feel better. So, whatever. I don't really care anymore, but other kids are probably more sensitive. BULLYING NEEDS TO STOP! It is a disease of epic proportions. Okay, now skimming from that topic, time to update on my crush. You would never believe what happened. Let's call my crush uhhh, Mr. Pink Pig. So, on Friday as I was going to my 5th hour, which is math, Mr. Pink Pig all of a sudden started to talk to me. !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HE TALK TO ME! He started to talk to me about Geography and I accidentaly took my geography homework. Once I was in my math class, waiting for the bell to ring, I realized my UBER mistake! I ran out of the run and started to sprint toward my locker, on the other side of the room. As, I was opening my locker, the bell rang. Tears came to my eyes, as I realized I would get a late mark for the first time. When, i got back to the room, excpecting it to b locked, I came upon an open door. I ran inside the classroom, realizing that the teacher went to go get laptops. I made it, and still got to talk to Mr. Pink Pig. :) DOUBLE AWESOME BONUS! Overall, my Friday was pretty good, and the last half of the day amazing!

Tip: When in doubt, run as fast as your legs can carry you! :)

P.S: i attached a picture of my puppy hiding under my bed as I wrote this.

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Hello fellow bloggers! How are you? OMG, GUESS WHAT????????????? Its October 3rd! which meanssssss.....................i have started school! YIPPA DEE DOOO DAH!I love junior high 10 times more than stinky elementary school! The only part i hate is that i dont have my bffeaeaeaeaeaeaeaeaeaeaeaeaeaeaeaeaeaeaeaeaeaeaeaeae (Silvia, julia) with me! sniff sniff. I made a few new friends who are very friendish! I realized school is survival of the fittest. Why yes, I sound very cliceish. It's true! Mainly, school is like the ocean. (Bear with me). The top of the food chain are the sharks. The sharks are the very nice (pshhh, nott) jocks and populars. Jocks are obnoxious boys who unfortunately think they are the center of the universe because of their jockinesss. (PLEASE NOTE THAT NOT ALL JOCKS ARE LIKE THIS, OR ALL THE OTHER PEOPLE I TALK ABOUT! JUST THE MAJORITY OF THEM ARE) Then come the popular girls who stand next to their friends applying cosmetic products. And yes, they block circulation of the halways. Then come the fish. The fish mainly consist of average people who are pretty nice. (I believe myself to be in this group) :) I realized how cruel kids can be. For example, there is this very sweet boy who is a little slow. Other kids make fun of him, and laugh at him constantly. It repulses me how much people can judge other people just by looking at their cover. If I hadn't sat with a lonely boy alone at a cafeteria table, I would have never figured out that he hates twix, is super hyper after lunch, and that he makes the funniest facial expressions. Now, let me rant about boys and dating. EVERYONE IS DATING SOMEONE! It is a bit crazy! grrrrrrrrrrrr. So speaking metaphorically, if you like this boy two lockers away from who makes you feel a fluffy and light-headed when you talk to him, the truth is that he already has a girlfriend. :( Which makes you want to cry when you find out. echh, who am i kidding? I am so not talking metaphorically. One day he will realize that me and him will be more than friends, if we even are that. Junior high is a bundle of emotions so far. It is like a rollercoaster. It has its ups which make you to want burst of happiness, and its downs which make you want to barf. So when's summer?

Tip of the day: Don't judge a book by its cover.

THANKS FOR STICKING TILL THE END OF THIS NOTORIOUSLY LONG POST! <3