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August 23rd, 2009
Today official marks the first day as an 8th grader for me. I think I'm both nervous and excited at the same time. The reality of the situation is that, I know for a fact, I AM gonna pass like I always do. It's just, think about it. 8th grade, last year of middle school. Next year, I'll be a freshman in high school, I'll be the smallest yet again. Elementary was easy, middle school was a bit more neutral. High school might be a bit more different, who knows. That's all that I can write for the time being, I have to get going.
I can't believe I wrote this....... what happened?
That thought pondered in her mind. Here she was, 18 years old and reading something from when she was 13. It's not bad to reflect and remember some events from your past right? That's not what Lillian is thinking though.
August 23rd (continued)
Today wasn't a good one at all, I had a feeling something would happen. I was teased on today, and it didn't feel good. Emo freak, Rebel, Tomboy. All these names were thrown at me. Yet, they were all true. I wouldn't say I'm a freak, but I CAN say I'm emo in many different ways. In school, I actually was "The Rebel" in last year's yearbook. I had no problem with being the only rebel in school. Just goes to show that I'm unique compared to the other girls. I didn't like pop music so much, it got annoying, and hip-hop just basically made me feel disappointed. One day, in the middle of music class, we were talking about our favorite songs. It was my turn to tell the class about mine. I told the teacher to put up the music video so people could listen and see the concept.
"My favorite song is by a band called Paramore. Misery Business is one of my all-time favorites by them. I have all 3 of their albums at home."
I was then laughed at because I was the only girl that liked rock in a sense.
I was told by the teacher to go wash up because well......... I was crying. The girls called me a loser, and that made it worse. So yeah, it's official: I hate girls.
I like girls now, musta been a vulnerable point in my life....
Today official marks the first day as an 8th grader for me. I think I'm both nervous and excited at the same time. The reality of the situation is that, I know for a fact, I AM gonna pass like I always do. It's just, think about it. 8th grade, last year of middle school. Next year, I'll be a freshman in high school, I'll be the smallest yet again. Elementary was easy, middle school was a bit more neutral. High school might be a bit more different, who knows. That's all that I can write for the time being, I have to get going.
I can't believe I wrote this....... what happened?
That thought pondered in her mind. Here she was, 18 years old and reading something from when she was 13. It's not bad to reflect and remember some events from your past right? That's not what Lillian is thinking though.
August 23rd (continued)
Today wasn't a good one at all, I had a feeling something would happen. I was teased on today, and it didn't feel good. Emo freak, Rebel, Tomboy. All these names were thrown at me. Yet, they were all true. I wouldn't say I'm a freak, but I CAN say I'm emo in many different ways. In school, I actually was "The Rebel" in last year's yearbook. I had no problem with being the only rebel in school. Just goes to show that I'm unique compared to the other girls. I didn't like pop music so much, it got annoying, and hip-hop just basically made me feel disappointed. One day, in the middle of music class, we were talking about our favorite songs. It was my turn to tell the class about mine. I told the teacher to put up the music video so people could listen and see the concept.
"My favorite song is by a band called Paramore. Misery Business is one of my all-time favorites by them. I have all 3 of their albums at home."
I was then laughed at because I was the only girl that liked rock in a sense.
I was told by the teacher to go wash up because well......... I was crying. The girls called me a loser, and that made it worse. So yeah, it's official: I hate girls.
I like girls now, musta been a vulnerable point in my life....
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