Releasing Me

Who am I? I feel like that is a question that has been on my mind a lot lately. I am a girl that hides behind her friends, never outspoken, never popular. I am the girl who sits in class with an iPod in, engulfed in whatever book I am reading that day. I am the girl whose name is not known. I am the girl that sees wrong every day and says nothing… Until now.

Let’s start off with the bear minimum and get the basics covered. I am a high school student and I intend on staying anonymous for now. This is not because I am worried about my name getting out, I have social media for that, but I feel like many girls in high school, or teenagers in general, are going through many of the struggles that I am, so why am I any different? I face bullies, jerks and just plain idiots every single day I walk this earth; I believe the things that I have heard, seen and experienced could help others who are in the same situation. Whether only my mom reads this or 20 people, if I can maybe make life better for or emotionally connect to one of those people, I have succeeded in my goal.

       What am I going to write about? I feel like there is a typical stereotype of what it is to be a high-schooler; people just assume that teens are all the same, rebels and punks who are spoiled rotten. Now I am not saying there are not any teens that are like this, but I am here to share my daily experiences and tid-bits for every one of all ages to hear. I’m sure I am not the first person to come up with this idea, but I have been reading some other blogs and realized that some people make their lives seem so perfect and flawless. Others take the opposite route and are pessimistic about everything in life. I am going to write about my life of flaws, struggles and happiness in my everyday occurrences.

                One of the things that inspired me to start this blog was some jerks in my AP Chemistry class, specifically picking on one of my friends for the whole class to hear during lecture. Two of the guys in my class called this girl (who, mind you, was two desks behind them), “One of the ugliest people I [the guys] have ever seen.” The boys’ buddies then continued to laugh throughout lecture obnoxiously, making it obvious to everyone in the class to know what they were talking about. If that is not bad enough, these same guys then continued to dig their hole deeper and say that the whole class is stupid.

There are many things wrong with this and I am done holding my opinion back. For starters, the girl that they were calling ugly is one of the most beautiful people I have ever met, both inside and out! If they would even take the time to talk to her they would realize this within minutes! But they don’t talk to her, because she is not popular and that would completely destroy their statuses. Earth to them, while the kids who are nice to one another are going to have lifelong friendships, their precious little status is going to be gone after high school. Secondly, who has the balls to insult a whole class during that class? I mean, how stupid can a person be? Not only have you pissed off the people around you just for talking during lecture, but you just pissed off 20 other people! They have to see all of us daily, so honestly they just screwed themselves over. Plus, it is an advanced placement chemistry course! Obviously all of us have some wits, otherwise we would be completely failing right now.

This is just the tip to the iceberg. I intend on exposing flaws and wrongs that society deems as unimportant, like the one above, just because we are young and every person has or will go through it. I hope to be able to express my opinion through diary like entries that are almost humorous to the observer. I hope to, one day, emotionally touch someone and really get them thinking about their life.

I am a shy girl. I am unpopular. I am opinionated. I am me. I am releasing me.