Sunday, March 31, 2013

Happy Easter?


            So happy Easter? Well, I guess it’s just happy Sunday if you’re Jewish. IDK, holidays are just kind of pointless in my life at this point. When I was little we’d go to my grandmas and there’d be lots of family. Then most of the family died off and/or got too old to travel; so it’s really just my grandparents, my family, and my aunt, uncle, and cousin at this point. My holidays pretty much consist of getting to my grandma’s house 2 hours early, sitting on her couch not socializing all day, waiting forever to eat, then going home.
            All the old “traditions” have officially stopped too. We used to do Easter egg hunts. As the big kids got older my grandma just wouldn’t hide eggs for them. But nope, no egg hunt this year. I stopped getting baskets years ago. I stopped trying to look nice for holidays years ago. No one in the family is my age so I pretty much sit there on my phone while the rest of the family socializes. At this point I see it as almost pointless.
 
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Friday, March 29, 2013

I Broke my "Party Hard" Virginity

            I guess I actually partied hard last night. It was fun, and I’m proud of myself for “letting lose”. (I’ve been told recently that I need to do that more often) Yeah usually I don’t party hard. Or at all. Honestly, beforehand I was genuinely scared for what I was getting myself into. But it was fun. Although I guess now I’m initiated and expected to party hard more often. Oh well, I’m in.  
 
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Tuesday, March 26, 2013

Angry Rant- Your Plans are NOT the Most Important

            The world does not revolve around you and your plans. Just because you planned something doesn’t mean that it’s going to work for everyone, so you better be quick to accept that. Last Tuesday I was suppose to go on a field trip. Come Monday the forecast wasn’t looking good so the trip had to be postponed. A few days later we found out it was rescheduled for this Wednesday. The original trip went only during the school day, so we didn’t have to worry about it interfering with our outside lives. The first problem with the rescheduled trip is that it doesn’t. The rescheduled trip goes from 1-7 pm.
            Well 99% of the people going on the trip have to be back for an event at school that starts at 7. This event was scheduled way before the first field trip was rescheduled. But the teacher of the first field trip things that her event is the most important thing ever and that we can just be late to the other event. Umm, hello, she scheduled her event on top of the other one! You can’t schedule something on top of a pre-planned event then tell us to just be late to something we’ve already committed to. That’s just rude!
            On top of that she’s now angry at as for “setting a bad example” for other schools because we want to leave the field trip early to get back to school in time. Don’t you think arriving late to the event at school is rude? Don’t you think that blaming us for making plans is rude? We paid to be a part of the event at school; therefore we have no reason to be forced into staying on an optional field trip instead.
            She needs to suck it up and accept the fact that life isn’t perfect, she didn’t plan perfectly, and we are mature enough to choose which event we would prefer to attend. She’s lucky we’re trying to make both work to start with instead of backing out of the field trip completely.
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Friday, March 8, 2013

Too Young for Victoria's Secret?


So the other day Good Morning America did a story about a mom-blogger that made a statement saying she was okay letting her 9 year old shop at Victoria’s Secret once she became a tween. This sparked a lot of controversy across America, as many people were appalled saying she was sexualizing her daughter, etc. Here’s my take on all of this.
First off, her daughter is only 9. She did not say that she currently lets her daughter shop at Victoria’s Secret, but would in the future. Second, she made a valid argument that the main purpose was that once her daughter began to have to change in the locker room, she wanted her to have options so she wouldn’t be embarrassed about her underwear. I understand that we don’t all want to walk around in Barbie underwear.
It’s not like she’s forcing her child to wear thongs and push up bras or sexy lingerie. She’s simply allowing her daughter the future choice of wearing cuter underwear. Personally, I think if she’s willing to fork up $10 for a pair of bikini briefs, then more power to her. I love my pink polka dot VS undies, but I’ve never bought a single pair from the company (however, I do redeem all my free coupons).
Those are my thoughts. Here’s the link to an ABC article on the story. http://abcnews.go.com/blogs/lifestyle/2013/03/mom-says-victorias-secret-okay-for-tween/
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Thursday, January 24, 2013

My Family is so Embarrassing


My family is the most embarrassing thing to go out in public with. Honestly, I can’t stand it sometimes. We can’t go out to eat and just have a normal dinner. Nooo, someone has to make some stupid comment, do something absolutely ridiculous, or bring negative attention to us in whatever way they can think of. I can’t stand it! Can we please just be mature and not look stupid? Sometimes I’d rather sit at home alone than go out with certain people in my family.

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Wednesday, January 23, 2013

How to Piss Me Off


There’s a lot of things that irritate me, anger me, and just downright piss me off. Once you start pissing me off, it just gets easier and easier to irritate me. If you’re a guy, here are six easy steps to piss me the hell off- 1. Make me second to a fucking Xbox. 2. Go out without me and ask why I didn’t come. Hello, I wasn’t invited! It was not “implied”. 3. Call me babe thinking it will fix everything 4. Calling me another girl’s name. 5. Trying to make me your go-fer. It’s not my job to go pick things up for you. 6. Ignore me all day then ask for naked pictures.
Yes, this has all happened; and within a matter of like 2 hours. Needless to say he had a lot of redeeming to do. But bottom line, don’t piss me off; once you do you’re just digging yourself deeper and deeper into that hole.

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Sunday, January 13, 2013

True Life: I'm an Inner Whore


This is kind of a joke between me and a friend, and somehow there’s an inside joke within my friend group that I’m some sort of major whore. Let’s just clarify this right now- I am in no way a whore. I didn’t have my first kiss until I was 17. The only two guys I’ve ever kissed are two of my best friends. On the bases scale, the farthest I’ve gotten is to second. So yeah, I’m not actually a whore.
But god sometimes I really just wish I could go out and be a major whore for just one night, then return to my normal life like nothing ever happened. I wanna dress like a whore, act like a whore, and just let my inner whore out. Cause really, if I wanted to go out and be a whore all the time I could, but I don’t want to be known as one. I just want one night to let it all out and see what it’s like.

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Saturday, January 12, 2013

Sexting


So basically, we’re teenagers; we’re quickly developing sexual beings. Hormones going crazy, so obviously us teens just go crazy. And when you can’t be all over someone, the next best thing is porn or sexting. (Okay so “legally” you can’t watch porn until you’re 18, but we all do it so, oh well. It happens)
I don’t know about your life, but in my life there’s two kinds of sexting-- picture sexting and talking sexting. Personally, I hate picture sexting, I love talking sexting. As much as I’m comfortable with my body, I don’t feel comfortable flaunting it sexually. I have small boobs, bony sides, and a decent sized ass. And to my knowledge, two out of three of those are not sexually attractive qualities. And on top of that- guys, you’re dick is not attractive! Unless I’m already horny, it’s not gonna turn me on. Chiseled abs and a smile are so much more attractive, but that’s not “sexting”.
But talking sexting is like sharing my sexual fantasies. Trust me, it turns me on so much more. But it also lets me feel like I do have the perfectly sexy body. Cause I can say the right things, and act like I know exactly what I’m doing. It’s kind of the best of everything, role playing, sexting, and me feeling more confident.
Now is this just me, or is it a girl thing, or do other people actually feel this way? I mean guys push so much for naked pictures, and it’s not what I want to show you. I’d rather talk about how sexy I can be instead of try and impress you with my tiny boobs and bony sides. You’ll get so much more out of me if you don’t push me for pictures.

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Monday, November 5, 2012

Community Service- A Chance to Help Others


One of the most rewarding feelings you can ever have is knowing that you’ve helped those around you. As an active community service volunteer I try to find ways to do this all the time. From cooking and serving meals at local soup kitchens, to volunteering at events for the Special Olympics and Epilepsy Society, or teaching kids at church and Pop Warner, having fun is just a bonus on top of knowing that you’ve helped someone.
Getting involved is easy. Large organizations (such as the Special Olympics) have websites listing volunteer opportunities. Often school clubs set up community service opportunities, and youth groups may have activities too. Service to others will not only benefit them, but will also benefit yourself. A well rounded person is one who is able to put aside themselves to be able to assist those around them.
Helping others can be so simple, cook a meal for someone in need, donate old stuffed animals, help someone if you see them in need. It is rewarding for everyone.

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Tuesday, October 30, 2012

First World Problems


After Hurricane Sandy passed through yesterday, I had to get out of the house today. So I met a few friends at Froyo World. We get to the register to pay, I hand them my points card, and the girl says the system is shut down since it’s based in New Jersey. Like what the hell?! We just bought like 3 lbs of froyo and I can’t use my card. Do you know how many points that is??? Ughh, first world problems.

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