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Walking up the steps of the building which I was forced to go to every Sunday, I wondered if I really belonged. Some people don’t go to church, but believe in God and some people go to church every Sunday but don’t believe in God. I was one of the few in the gray area; the unknown. Since I was just a child, my mom had told me stories from the Bible. My father had always prayed with me before I went to bed. I’d never questioned it. I’d never had the need to until now.
Every Sunday I found myself shaking hands with neighbors and family friends, going through the motions of “Hello, how are you?” and “I’m fine, thank you,” and saying amen as people spoke, and singing lyrics to songs that had no relevance to my life. I was confused. Wasn’t religion based upon the solid core foundation of belief? Wasn’t I supposed to have faith in my religion? Or was it just something that I dealt with every Sunday, just to blow off the six other days of the week?
Taylor greeted me with a smile, as he always did, “Annalisa,” he said in a tone much too proper for casual conversation. I preferred to be called Anna, but despite the dozens upon dozens of times I’d tried to tell him that, he still called me Annalisa.
“Hello Taylor,” I replied with a smile that I struggled to show. I wasn’t in the right mood to go to church. I doubted myself every second that I stayed. I was quite sure that I didn’t believe anything about my religion, except for the fact that God did exist. I believed that. It was just everything else that had me thinking twice. It was all of those little details in the fine print that made it a struggle.
He looked down awkwardly, like he didn’t want to look straight at me. He’d had a crush on me since grade school. His mother and mine talked about it all the time, but he would never come forward and tell me that he liked me. Even now that we were 17-years-old, seniors in high school, the lanky boy was still too bashful. Taylor was cute, but much too tall and skinny. He stumbled upon his own feet as we began walking down the hall.
“Annalisa,” he began in a curious tone.
I nodded and he continued, “Do you ever feel like you don’t belong here?”
Was he reading my mind now? Maybe he’d been hearing all of the awful things I’d said about his mother in the past too. Not likely, but possible…I gawked at him, dumbfounded, “Sometimes,” was my shaky reply.
Taylor pursed his lips, “My mother and I had a long discussion last night…more like a fight…about my religious beliefs.” Not even the bravest of soldiers would dare treading that water. Talking to Mrs. Garretson about religion was always a tough talk to have. Unless, that is, you believed exactly as she did.
We both stopped walking and looked at each other.
He continued speaking after a long pause, “I finally confessed to her that I don’t believe what she’s always taught me.”
I couldn’t help but let out a laugh. It wasn’t a humorous laugh, but a laugh of shock. Why would anyone, especially Taylor, who had to endure living under the same roof as his mother, tell her that? If even a stranger tried to say that they didn’t believe the Catholic way to Taylor’s mother, she would have a fit.
I shook my head, “And how did that go over?”
“I wasn’t surprised at her reaction, but I knew I had to do it.”
“Why is that exactly?”
He put his hand on my stomach. I looked down at the small bump that would, in less than half a year, be a living and breathing infant. A tear rolled down my cheek. I’d thought of the last three and a half months. Every night since the night that I was raped; I had begged and pleaded with God. If only he could take the child away from me, get rid of it. I knew how terrible it sounded to want an innocent baby to die, but it wasn’t about the baby. Just the thought of that monster’s child growing inside of me made me cringe.
I put my hand on his, “It’s inevitable. Maybe it’s God’s will for this baby to be born.”
“No!” I’d never seen Taylor get angry in all the time I’d known him. Even when we were children, I’d never seen him throw a fit or yell or scream. Why did he care so much about my problems? Why was he so passionate about this that he was getting so emotional?
Taylor took my hand and led me down the hall and out the door, “It’s not God’s will for you to have this baby. Don’t try to find a way to give this dark situation a bright side, because there isn’t one.”
Tears were streaming down my face, but I tried not to make a sound. I was flashing back to those memories of what had happened just a little over three months ago. I thought of how helpless I was and how unwilling he was to quit. I could still feel his eyes burning through me like fire. I was just an innocent 16-year-old girl being taken advantage of by a man much bigger than me. I tried to fight my way from his grip, but he was twice my size
He won the battle before it had even begun.
In my head, I pictured him behind bars, but the fantasy was cut short. I realized he would only be locked up for eight years. That’s all he’d been sentenced to. I let myself slide against the brick wall until I was on the ground, sitting with my hands covering my face. I could just imagine what a wreck I looked like.
Taylor put his hands on mine, taking them off my face, “Annalisa,” he said sweetly, “you don’t have to fight this alone.”
I shook my head, still crying.
“We can go through this together.” The word we had never sounded quite as sweet as it did just then. I looked up, staring into his eyes, wondering what was ahead as I tried to erase the memories of what was behind. I couldn’t help but think that all because of one unfortunate occurrence this was all happening. The girl I’d once been was no longer. The girl I was now had lost her faith.
And I realized for the first time that I didn’t have to live in the past or the future. All I had to do was take the moment, grab it and run with it. And though I was unsure, I decided to do just that.

Oh, wow. Oh, wow, oh, wow, oh wow, oh, wow. I am blown away by your writing. Your writing has this tug to it, the beginning hooked me, and the emotional roller coaster kept me reading until the end. If anybody could capture the uncertainties of life and faith, you are the one. As another Answerer said, please email me when/if you are going to write a book with this writing, so I can be one of the first to buy it. I would give this beautiful and interesting writing a 10/10.

Dk releases one of two new singles that will be featured on his upcoming mixtape titled “The Underdogs Hope” scheduled to drop in September.

Intro:
Girl:Hey, this Mixtape is so awesome, Its really cool.
Like real talk, Im serious…..mix-tape
This Mixtape is so awesome, Its really cool.
Hey, D.K……you got this, you got this

Chorus: Aye Aye…
Aye Im the underdogs hope, (hope)
do it for the team
I got a poor mans scope, with a rich mans scheme
Naw it aint no joke, just doing my thing
Im trying to live—my—dreams
Real talk Aye!

(Repeat)

Aye Im the underdogs hope, (hope) do it for the team
I got a poor mans scope, with a rich mans scheme
Naw it aint no joke, just doing my thing
Im trying to live—my—dreams
Real talk Aye!

1st Verse: I gotta mash, and get stunting on that ass
No Im not a landscaper, but Im breaking down grass
Sitting behind dark glass, get the green and spark fast
Watch ya speed and puff pass, but save the (Doobie) if you puff last
had to get up off my ass, getting tired of saving doobies
Its Friday, got no job, but this aint the movies
and I aint no Craig, and aint no Deebo
so where is the remote, cause we aint got Tivo
going crazy like Cee-low, wanna run it like Tebow
recession’s no joke, guess thats whats the weed for
Money I need mo, its funny how things go
Cause I went off to college, to get smarter, but me broke
Nobody but me bro, my girl and my baby
Sit back on the couch, then here comes my baby,
Then I hold my babies, looking at my baby
Thinking to myself, it aint no if, and, or maybes
Why?……cause

Chorus: Im the underdogs hope, (hope)
do it for the team
I got a poor mans scope, with a rich mans scheme
Naw it aint no joke, just doing my thing
Im trying to live—my—dreams
Real talk Aye!

(Repeat)

Aye Im the underdogs hope, (hope) do it for the team
I got a poor mans scope, with a rich mans scheme
Naw it aint no joke, just doing my thing
Im trying to live—my—dreams
Real talk Aye!

2nd Verse: Nobody cared when I was crawling, I heard alot of staling
Cant hear them boys now because the money keep calling
I do it for my people, everybody equal
Cris Tucker grinding, this the money talk sequel
Im a straight flame ripper, cold like a shiver, flow like a river
Better know I deliver
Gotta gone and hold my ground, and build a sound foundation
And keep it 100% like the Dalmations
We taking donations, hit me on my domain
Bald headed cause Im stressing, No Rogaine
Roman noodles for my breakfast, No Lomain
My fire flow getting perfected, spit more flame
A no-name, went from being that, to knowing everybody
Tell them other “Underdogs” dont worry about it
Got my cape on, trying to stay fly
They can get they hate on….
Know why?…..yea

Chorus: Cause Im the underdogs hope, (hope)
do it for the team
I got a poor mans scope, with a rich mans scheme
Naw it aint no joke, just doing my thing
Im trying to live—my—dreams
Real talk Aye!

(Repeat)

Aye Im the underdogs hope, (hope) do it for the team
I got a poor mans scope, with a rich mans scheme
Naw it aint no joke, just doing my thing
Im trying to live—my—dreams
Real talk Aye!

(Repeat)

Aye Im the underdogs hope, (hope) do it for the team
I got a poor mans scope, with a rich mans scheme
Naw it aint no joke, just doing my thing
Im trying to live—my—dreams
Real talk Ayeeee!

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From this weeks Barron’s Magazine
Matey, I Know a Dead Parrot
By JIM MCTAGUE |
Barron’s Magazine
ObamaCare is deader than a Monty Python parrot.

OBAMACARE HAS KICKED THE BUCKET. IT IS pushing up daisies; has shuffled off this mortal coil. The proposal is deader than Monty Python’s famed dead parrot.
ObamaCare was put to sleep by a death panel: The American public. It has carefully read the three House bills and one Senate bill on the Internet and consequently is shaken. Numerous polls show a majority of persons desire Congress to scrap the plan and begin anew. A recent Rasmussen Report survey found that 54% of Americans don’t want Congress to vote on the measure this year.
It’s not merely the loud-mouths at the town brawl meetings who are opposed to the current bills; so are many open-minded people who have read the legislation cover to cover. They find it vague and confusing and consequently, very worrisome. They cannot decide whether they are reading boilerplate with a foundation of sound case law or the hasty concoction of exhausted aides whose ideological bosses want to railroad the plan through both houses by the fall.
My favorite example of this bewilderment is Washington Post columnist Kathleen Parker, who, on August 12, tried to skewer Sarah Palin for her claim that under ObamaCare a death panel would deny treatment to her elderly parents and Down syndrome child. Parker inadvertently makes the case that Palin’s reading is defensible. She writes, "The bill is an enabling document that leaves great discretion to the Secretary of Health and Human Services to develop guidelines that ultimately could change the character of what seems to be offered." Parker concludes that people correctly fear bureaucracies and have a right to clarity from lawmakers.
AS IN THE MONTY PYTHON SKETCH, in which a pet-shop owner repeatedly denies that a certain dead parrot is dead, the purveyors of Obama’s health-care turkey claim it is merely stunned. White House Press Secretary Robert Gibbs says the public has "misconceptions" and that our President soon will set them straight. (For the sake of comparison, I urge you to view the parrot sketch on YouTube.)
Misconceptions? Clearly, people are revolted by the plan, a fact that hasn’t been lost on many lawmakers up for re-election next year. Americans, it turns out, retain a preference for private-market solutions and not big-government solutions. Senators talk of slicing and dicing ObamaCare like a turkey so they can digest it one piece at a time.
Divisions within the Democratic-controlled Congress are as much the cause of ObamaCare’s cardiac arrest as is any quackery from right-wing radio hosts and preposterously venomous protesters. The party’s liberals won’t vote for any bill that doesn’t include a government-run insurer. Party moderates and conservatives won’t vote for a plan that does include it. Liberals want a bill at almost any price tag. Party conservatives and moderates fret about the budgetary impacts, which could exceed $1 trillion over 10 years.
In any event, there isn’t enough time left on the legislative calendar to work out these significant differences. No appropriations bills have been passed. The Senate must vote to raise the debt limit. A predicted flu pandemic might disrupt deliberations.
Just like Monty Python’s parrot, not even 4,000 volts can jolt ObamaCare back to life.
Libs rant all you want, Obamacare is dead. Some version of healthcare reform will pass without the "public option" and 0bama will do a phony victory dance and take credit and it will "change’ nothing. The american people are becoming more and more tired of this liberal left agenda.

Wishful thinking on your part. There WILL be a healthcare reform bill passed. And it WILL have the public option in it. I know you can’t stand sick people getting medical care in America but they will and you will have to live with it.

Infowar Site: Dprogram – http://dprogram.net ‘Countering Propaganda’ -

Ron Paul’s HR1207 to audit the Federal Reserve is gathering steam, and a companion bill has been introduced in the Senate (S604). This is Dr. Paul Texas Straight Talk for May 18, 2009.

“I have been very pleased with the progress of my legislation, HR 1207, which calls for a complete audit of the Federal Reserve and removes many significant barriers towards transparency of our monetary system. This bill now has nearly 170 cosponsors, with support from both Republicans and Democrats. Senator Bernie Sanders has introduced a companion bill in the Senate S 604, which will hopefully begin to gain momentum as well. I am very encouraged to see so many of my colleagues in Congress stand with me for greater transparency in government.

“Some have begun to push back against this bill, and I am very happy to address their concerns.

“The main argument seems to be that Congressional oversight over the Fed is government interference in the free market. This argument shows a misunderstanding of what a free market really is. Fundamentally, you cannot defend the Federal Reserve and the free market at the same time. The Fed negates the very foundation of a free market by artificially manipulating the price and supply of money the lifeblood of the economy. In a free market, interest rates, like the price of any other consumer good, are decentralized and set by the market. The only legitimate, Constitutional role of government in monetary policy is to protect the integrity of the monetary unit and defend against counterfeiters.”
–Ron Paul

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We’ve been close friends for 3 years- probably the closest i’ve been to anyone for a long time. I never thought i would fall for him nor would he fall for me. We had a good relationship – nothing i’ve ever experienced. I was so comfortable with him – we could talk openly and trust each other about anything and everything (rare nowadays) and we could also laugh and understand each other. For a friendship, we were very affectionate – taking care of each other if one was heartbroken or not in a good place; was ALWAYS there for me. Looking back, i’m surprised we kept inside the boundries as friends. He was always respectful and a gentleman to me – this was truly a special relationship no one can understand except for the two of us.

Early this yr, we fell for each other year very deeply (hes always had feelings and i never caught on). We were "together" for a little (cuddles, give him first kiss) – i KNEW it would be potentially a good relationship. It was always my ideal relationship to end up w. a best friend. I could see myself being with him in the future for a long time but not at the moment. I had that "gut feeling" that kept telling me, "yes, be with him but wait. not now in your life." Very strong feeling and i agreed. I’m at the pt in my life where i want to start a foundation and finish my studies first. He understood completely and it was hard for both of us. For the next couple months after that, we tried being friends but i think it was harder for him than me. I told him back then that i would get over the situation of us not being together someday but i would never get over him.

It’s almost been a yr. and he’s not the same "friend" but rather this guy who works all the time now. I understand he’s busy but he won’t be dorky around me and if i hint at him that i have a problem, he’ll just txt me back a sad face. (every girl needs that reassurance and someone to be there for him and it’s not like we’re gonna be straight up and say, "i need you, help me.") I feel like he’s someone i can’t count on as a friend anymore. I know he really does care for me ALOT but there’s been other guy friends that have stepped up and have really been there for me more than him. Why can’t he be a good friend to me?

Have you told him all this? Your post is well written and I think if he has feeling for you, maybe feeling hurt now, he will let you know in the same clear rational way you have expressed youself here.
All the Best to you

How do you prefer their hair?
1. length: where would you want it to stop? (chest, hip bone, cheek, shoulder, etc.)

2. style: (up, down, half up, bun, braids, etc)

3. type: (curly, straight, wavy, super curly, etc)

4. color: (blonde, brunette, etc)

How do you prefer them when they talk to you?
a. silly
b. rude
c. flirty
d. bubbly
e. shy

How would you want girls to flirt with you?
(ex. laugh at your jokes)

How do you prefer their makeup?
a. dramatic
b. suttle but noticable
c. no makeup
d. natural looking

Do you think it matters what color their eyes or hair is, or does it just depend on the overall prettiness?

do you like dramatic eyeliner, eyeshadow, lipstick, foundation or blush?

do you like pale girls or tanned girls?

how do you like their clothes?

do you like lipgloss and/or lipstick on their lips (whether their kissing you or not)?

please answer and add any additional details…thanks!
oh and also do you like accessories on them? (necklaces, ribbons in their hair, etc)

Wow.
How do you prefer their hair?
1. length: where would you want it to stop? Chest
2. style: Down
3. type: Straight
4. color: Any

How do you prefer them when they talk to you? Silly, flirty, bubbly

How would you want girls to flirt with you? Compliments help

How do you prefer their makeup? Natural looking

Do you think it matters what color their eyes or hair is, or does it just depend on the overall prettiness?

do you like dramatic eyeliner, eyeshadow, lipstick, foundation or blush?

do you like pale girls or tanned girls? In between

how do you like their clothes? Whatever they prefer.

do you like lipgloss and/or lipstick on their lips (whether their kissing you or not)? Yes, especially when there’s kissing.

oh and also do you like accessories on them? Yes, why not.

I met the Jonas Brothers on July 25, 2008 in Hershey Pennsylvania. Here is my full story. You may want to read this before you watch the video, or else it might be confusing.

A few months ago I started to put together a pre-party for the concert in Hershey. At first the party was small and not many people signed up. But then things started rolling along. Before I knew it there were over 200 people on the list. So as I sat there and thought up ideas to do at the party, one thing really grabbed my attention and I thought why not make a difference. So instead of making this just any party, all of the girls at Hershey agreed that we should have a fund raiser for the boy’s Change for the Children Foundation. That container in my hand was all the money we raised at the party. I stood there and got to personally tell the boys what we accomplished, and that was an amount just over 1700 dollars. Yes! We raised over 1700 dollars for the Change for the Children Foundation. And I had the absolute honor of telling them that and putting all the boys, including one of their managers, in awe. At first they were all like, no way you’ve got to be kidding, and then I kept explaining and they were just like WOW! But here’s how the actual meet and greet went…

I was nervous in line, because how do you explain to the three most amazing guys in the world that you have 1700 dollars in your hand for them. Not easy! But while in line, Maya came right up. We talked, got pictures, and asked her if we could give the money to the boys. And she said, she’d make sure we got to them personally =) So as the line started moving, we got closer and closer and my heart started beating faster and faster. I was close to the front and Big Rob was standing there and he was so nice! He didn’t yell at anyone or force the line to move faster. Everyone at the meet and greet got to talk to the boys and actually have a conversation with them! Seeing as how there was probably only 200 people MAX in line. People were asking for pictures and he was taking them with them! I was too scared to ask and I regret it. So when I got under that tent, Kevin shook my hand and then I started explaining. The whole time I was explaining Kevin looked at me so compassionately that my heart dropped. Then I looked at Nick and we made eye contact for the longest time. He was so in shock and so proud of what we did. His sincerity blew me away! Like he couldn’t believe it. And Joe, well Joe is just amazing. When I looked over to him, he had this face of interest on him, like he didn’t believe what was going on. It kind of made me giggle, but he was still so appreciative. And when I was in the middle of explaining, Kevin grabbed my hands, and not like a normal handshake, like he had both his hands wrapped around my one hand, and he stared me straight in the eyes and said thank you so much with the most sincere and loving voice you could ever hear! After Kevin did that, he called over one of their managers. I had to reexplain myself to him and he didn’t believe me! He was probably in the most shock out of all of them! It was funny when he did realize what was going on and he was blown away! But then after he took our money, I got to turn around and hug them all. As I was hugging each of them, they smelled so good and it was just amazing! Each one of them said thank you again, in the sincerest voices I’ve ever heard these boys talk in. Nick looked me straight in the eyes, dead serious, and just said, thank you so much. And he was like 1700 dollars!?!? WOW! I almost died. I was still shaking so that didn’t help! And I got down to Joe and he gave me a hug. Ahh, he does have some of the best hugs a guy could have, but honestly, all these boys had amazing hugs and I was blessed enough to have really long ones!!! But then after that, we all got our picture taken. And you know what, I’m honored to say we got Nicholas Jerry Jonas to smile! And Joe looked amazingly happy! And Kevin, oh Kevin, he was trying to smile, but the picture was taken too soon!! LOL =) But you gotta love the boy, regardless =) And the whole time, I wasn’t rushed or anything. Big Rob had an interest in what I was saying, and he didn’t force me along. I had the best ten minutes of my life with them.

There’s more to it, but it wouldn’t fit on here! If you want to know more, message me and I’ll be glad to share =)

Show the boys you care. Just remember, WE DECIDE and WE DONATE. It’s up to all of us to make a difference. Jonas Brothers fans are the best, regardless of what anyone says!

http://www.changeforthechildren.org

http://www.nickssimplewins.com

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First off, I do not hate scene kids. Nor will I ever.
But for all of you who are reading this and actually do hate them, or just wanted to set me straight ( when I don’t need it, lol. ) this is for you.

When you rant on about hating them, realize that your grouping them together. You say they wear too much makeup, or are self centered, or tease their hair too much. Not all scene kids do that. Look it up.
There’s scene kids who wear little to no makeup. Maybe some foundation and a little eyeliner. Not all scene kids are self centered or stuck up, so drop it. You see regular people on the street that are more stuck up or self centered than these scene kids. Why don’t you target those people for a change? Do you hate on the people you see on the streets, WEARING TO MUCH MAKEUP. I don’t think so.
Onto the hair teasing. HELLO. There are a lot of other people that do that. You see women in their thirties doing that. THEY JUST LIKE THE WAY IT LOOKS.
Just .. geez. You guys target these kids all the time. How would you feel if they came up to you, and started saying shit about how they hate your hair, or even worse, YOU. You wouldn’t like that very much. Unless your some sick person who loves stuff like that.
And then you talk about orginality. When are you going to get it in your heads that nothing is original these days? NOTHING IS. Everything is a rip off or a copy of something else that was. I’m sure the world would be pretty boring if everyone went around wearing sweat pants, and hoodies. Pretty boring, huh? Scene kids are just adding their own little style. Even if you say, "They stole it from goth’s and emo’s," they made it up themselves. They didn’t just take the goth’s and emo’s style and plaster it onto themselves. THEY ADDED TO IT.
So you talk about originality.
How about we all go pluck a few leaves off tree’s and wear them? Just like Adam and Eve. Is that original enough?
Actually, no.
I’m not a scene kid.
I just hate how some of you people group others together and hate them because you don’t like their hair or makeup.

hahahaha scene kids suuuuuuck!

I am a 15 year old girl, and I have never had a boyfriend. I know it is not the end of the world, but I would like one. I am basically an outcast at school, and I am in the misfits group, but I still am the odd one out. I don’t really have any friends. Also, epically lately, I have felt like my parents don’t care as much. I know they are busy and think I am OK on my own, but after a few months its getting to me. So, I feel left out at both home and school, and most of my life I have has a negative view on everything, so with all that, I think a boyfriend who cares about me would help me.

But, I haven’t been able to find anyone. I know me hardly leaving my house other than to go to school or with family doesn’t help, but I am a slightly flirty person when I can talk to a cute guy. But, I have liked a few guys from my school, they all either ignore me, or make fun of me. I want to know if there is anything wrong with me. I know my hair was a problem with me, but I got that sorted out the other day. I am over-weight, not extremely over-weight, but not slightly. Because of this, I always worry about what I look like, so I tend to wear clothes that are too big for me and usually sporty as I feel really weird wearing skirts or shorts or dresses, and any other clothes that show parts of my body. So, my usual thing to wear is a short sleeved top, jogging bottoms, trainers, hoddie (always done up to the top) and a baseball cap. I know wearing all that is probably not helping, but if I am wearing anything else is get very conscious of my weight. I do like some of the in fashions, but I wouldn’t dare wear them. I have also been known to wear leg warmers on my legs and arms (yes, my arms, I know, its weird) in school under my trousers and blazer. Like a lot of girls my age, I do have spots, but nothing that bad. I don’t believe in wearing make-up either, 5 layers of foundation is not the answer to everything. I don’t really think I am pretty, but I have been told from guys in the “misfits” group I am pretty, but that’s only happened a few times when I’ve been upset from a certain guy being a jerk. I really don’t know if I am or not. I have also been told, randomly in convos a few times, I have pretty eyes. But this is coming from the people in the group.

Personality wise, I am a bit different from most. I have about 4 main moods, depressed, hyper, annoying and talkative. I am always talking about my favourite band (McFLY if you must know) and how I would love to marry one of them (Danny Jones) When I am hyper, I usually can’t sit still, and rather then keeping my sarcastic comments to myself or quite, I will shout them out. I also have a tendency to jump around like crazy from time to time. When I am depressed, I usually go through my whole “I hate life, I wish I was dead, everyone hates me” thing, and I will usually end up crying if anyone proves any of that right. I can get angry easy, but that only usually happens when a stupid teacher tells me off or something, or someone says stuff about my favourite band, show, or celebrities. I am very sarcastic, very dirty (I usually can’t go five minutes during a convo or lesson with out thinking or saying something dirty) and some people even think I am “totally awesome” but they are usually people i know off of sites on the computer.

Just a few more things, I now have short (just past my shoulder) straight blonde hair with a side fringe. I am quite smart, I am either in top or one from top classes, and I am a history and geography geek. I can also come across childish (I still laugh when a teacher says “titanium” or if someones says “do do”) I really don’t know what I am doing wrong, or what is wrong with me. What can I do? I don’t want to severely change myself, but I want to know if I should shut up more, be a little less annoying ect.

Ah you sound exactly exactly EXACTLY like the old me!
Well, I still love McFly though (but Dougie, not Danny hahaha).
I used to be kinda like you when I realised that people were only acting like that towards me because I wouldn’t stand up for myself.
Go to the hairdressers, look at your wardrobe and decide what sort of things you really do think other people will look at and think "wow, she has a good style". Keep some of the clothes you know you can’t bear without, throw out the others (or sell them on eBay to get a bit of money for the next part) and go shopping. You don’t need a lot of moneyy to get decent clothes anymore, you can just go into Primark and get some nice things.
If you’re not happy with your weight, don’t think "i’m going on a diet" because if you do, you’ll go around thinking "i can’t eat this, i’m on a diet" and the cravings will be worse. Instead just eat fruit instead of a packet of crisps, have a salad for dinner, etc.
One thing to think is – don’t think to yourself that you have to turn into one of the popular girls, still be yourself, just let your creativity come out a little, experiment with some makeup (and by that I’m not trying to get you to slop on tons).
Smile at people more, talk to more people. If they look at you like dirt then just roll your eyes and say something like "What’s up, would a smile crack your foundation?". Even though you might not like some people, make as many friends as you can and talk to people outside your group, then people will be friendlier to you and it’ll make you a lot happier if you have people talking to you in your classes.
If you want to find some guys go shopping or to a park or a place where you know they’ll hang out and smile at them, you never know.
I know that some people don’t like me because I have a childish sense of humour and I can be a little annoying but I just thought to myself, if they don’t like it then it’s their bad, they’re missing out on all the laughs.
Think about McFly, they have a childish sense of homour and they have millions of fans who love them for it. Why don’t you go on the McFly forums? Going to gigs and talking to people on there will make you some friends too.

http://mcfly.forums.umusic.co.uk

If you ever wanna talk, send me a personal message and I’ll give you my MSN or my name on the forums is StHannah182

Hope this isn’t a load of crapola.

xxx

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Kristina & Michael Rocco performing live at the The National English Honor Society, West Islip Chapter in support of Angela’s House Foundation.
Lyrics:
“Casting Glow”

In a shade too low
for an eye that’s blue
you need to know
your entire life
is in front of you
take my hand
just for today
and the desert
sand can bring me down
to the worms of prey
and away she goes
I hope he sees
the casting glow
now a part of him
that’s unknown to me
in a distant land
a car breaks down
oh, wrathful lamb
erupting the sea
please don’t let me drown

I’m not a child
he’s just a man
if you turn me away
I’ll try to stand
and I’ll stand up straight
at least I’ll pretend
you’ll talk to me
and still be my friend
all the love I have inside
of me runs out the ghost
that threatens to be
in control of my thoughts
and all I’ve got to defend

I have found
when people pray
and nothing’s around
to call off the guards
they’ll fight anyway
you have to know
it’s cold outside
when you’re all alone
and the coals burn out
I’ll keep you warm and dry
you have to know
I’ll make a deal
my back can go
for the rest of my time
so long as we are sealed

I’m not a child
he’s just a man
if you turn me away
I’ll try to stand
and I’ll stand up straight
at least I’ll pretend
you’ll talk to me
and still be my friend
all the love I have inside
of me runs out the ghost
that threatens to be
in control of my thoughts
and all I’ve got to defend

Written by Michael Rocco, Performed by Kristina Rocco and Michael Rocco.
Copyright 2003, all rights reserved.

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