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Oh em gee.
It seems like it's been a long week, but in a way, it's gone by fast.
I know that doesn't make ANY sense. Sorry!
So tonight was my pageant rehearsal, and that was interesting. I am SOOO nervous now! But since I've done one before, everyone was like, oh come on Liza, you're the veteran! And I just laughed and said, yeah...um, about that. I felt so intimidated by most of the girls there...even though they were people I see every day and don't usually compare myself to. But at least Mallory and Danielle are in it, and we realized that our groups are going to the same places for Homecoming, so we're just going to combine them all and have a humongous monster group. Yeah, we want to eat at Aqua Terra. I don't think we'll all fit in that crazy small resturaunt, but it would be awesomely fun.
On a completely different note, tonight was one of those nights when I felt like I wasn't myself. I found myself saying things I don't usually say and agreeing with things I would otherwise never approve of. I hate it whenever I go along with what everyone else is saying just so I don't get a funny look from people. So here, let me clarify myself.
I am 100% good girl. I have never done drugs. I have never gotten drunk. I have not had sex, and I won't until I get married. Just in case you ever have a discussion with me and I lead you to think otherwise, refer back to this. I think drugs are bad. I think you look stupid when you get drunk. And I think that no one my age is completely mature enough to have sex. At all. So there!
Just thought I'd let everyone know my morals in case you wanted to know. I just hate it when I give off a completely different impression of myself to be like other people.
Everyone always says how they want to be original. I thought I was pretty...well, not original, but I thought I was at least set apart from most people in some ways. But if I keep giving people these ideas that I'm someone I'm not, then what good does that do me? None.
So the moral of this story is to be yourself, even when no one else believes what you believe.
Wow, did you know that you were going to get a little episode of Mr. Roger's when you started reading this? Probably not.
BYE!
-Me
It seems like it's been a long week, but in a way, it's gone by fast.
I know that doesn't make ANY sense. Sorry!
So tonight was my pageant rehearsal, and that was interesting. I am SOOO nervous now! But since I've done one before, everyone was like, oh come on Liza, you're the veteran! And I just laughed and said, yeah...um, about that. I felt so intimidated by most of the girls there...even though they were people I see every day and don't usually compare myself to. But at least Mallory and Danielle are in it, and we realized that our groups are going to the same places for Homecoming, so we're just going to combine them all and have a humongous monster group. Yeah, we want to eat at Aqua Terra. I don't think we'll all fit in that crazy small resturaunt, but it would be awesomely fun.
On a completely different note, tonight was one of those nights when I felt like I wasn't myself. I found myself saying things I don't usually say and agreeing with things I would otherwise never approve of. I hate it whenever I go along with what everyone else is saying just so I don't get a funny look from people. So here, let me clarify myself.
I am 100% good girl. I have never done drugs. I have never gotten drunk. I have not had sex, and I won't until I get married. Just in case you ever have a discussion with me and I lead you to think otherwise, refer back to this. I think drugs are bad. I think you look stupid when you get drunk. And I think that no one my age is completely mature enough to have sex. At all. So there!
Just thought I'd let everyone know my morals in case you wanted to know. I just hate it when I give off a completely different impression of myself to be like other people.
Everyone always says how they want to be original. I thought I was pretty...well, not original, but I thought I was at least set apart from most people in some ways. But if I keep giving people these ideas that I'm someone I'm not, then what good does that do me? None.
So the moral of this story is to be yourself, even when no one else believes what you believe.
Wow, did you know that you were going to get a little episode of Mr. Roger's when you started reading this? Probably not.
BYE!
-Me