I just had to write. I feel like im gonna explode.
Okay, there's this girl. Well, I like her. You know, she's smart, funny, and really nice. She might be reading this, and if she is she needs to know how nice she is.
School starts in a week and im stressing over it. I'm going into highschool. It's a new and bigger school so I'm not gonna know my way around. And of course, school it torture.
This year, I'm not gonna stand for being picked on. Yeah, thats right. I get picked on. I get picked on because I'm smart. I'm tired of it. I'm tired of the "popular" kids thinking they can diss anyone because they're different. But it doesn't matter. Race, age, height, weight, skills. None of it matters. Its whats inside, whats in your heart. I don't care who reads this. I don't care what you think of me. Make fun of me. Put me down. Because I'll get right back up. I'll keep going. Through thick, thin and anything in between. This started out as a normal journal entry, but just thinking about school brought back memories of the hardships, I, and all the other outcasts have gone through. And I've relized I have to take a stand. People might think I'm lame, or I'm a loser, but like I said, I don't care what you think. I'm gonna live my life, and try my hardest to stand up for all those that get pushed down. Now, what you do after reading this is up to you. But I ask if you could pass on my message: Stand up if you get pushed down.
 Tergan · Thu Aug 25, 2005 @ 07:57am · 1 Comments |
