movie party with Sarah,Geoff,gin,colleen,Erin,and petting….and my puppy.
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From this picture you can assume that I have a dog and I am outside somewhere. That’s about it. This is a picture that was taken during a moment that was just a normal day. I was up north, with my friend, enjoying the summer weather. The things you can’t see from this picture are infinite. You can’t see that the dog isn’t even my own dog. I had a broken leg at the time. Or the fact that I was sun burnt beyond belief. What pictures don’t show about people are their true personality. What they like and dislike. Who they like to spend their time with, and why. How they spend their free time. A picture is just a snap shot of a time where someone fakes a smile to make it look like they’re happy.
What has always fascinated me about pictures was why we smile. In every picture people smile…..it doesn’t matter what they are doing a fake smile will be plastered on their face. It makes me wonder that if it were normal to frown while taking a picture if people would still do it. Or would people choose to look back at a picture and remember their past as if it was fun and free.
Stereotypes
Stereotypes in highschool run wild. Movies always portray the same situation: a queen-bee cheerleader, her dumb, football playing jock boyfriend, the nerd, the stoner, blah blah blah. All of the stereotypes in movies have been overplayed. They have become so strong that people expect highschool to be how exactly how it is portrayed in movies. In our school I don’t think these stereotypes are as strong. Being in a smaller more diverse school I think that the typical cliques are made between people that have similar interests. In addition, we don’t have the kids who rule the school and are mean. Personally, I have had experience with nice and smart.football players and really nice popular girls. In the end, not all stereotypes are true.
Rebels Witthout a Cause
The title of the movie is very fitting to how teenagers act. The majority of the teens nowadays, including the kids in our school, have no reason to rebel. For the most part we all have all of our needs met, a safe home, money to spare, a car, parents who take care of us, and an iPhone in our pocket. However, we still feel like we need to make a name for ourselves and rebel against our parents. Small things like drinking are our way of making a name for ourselves in the world and being able to “control our own lives.” These tendencies are increased especially when we are in a group. When we have other people around us we feel more confident and unstoppable. This also increases our behavior because as a teen we are rarely out in public alone. With this being said I think that the movie didn’t portray life as a teenager accurately. Teens have more common sense than to drive their cars off a cliff. We also aren’t that violent. Especially, for no reason. The teens in the movie did not have a good reason to bully Jim. I think that recently bullying has been decreased drastically in schools.
Anneliese’s post
I wanted to reblog Anneliese’s post but I couldn’t figure out how…..
Anyway, When I first read this I thought of my cousin and aunt who are just about the same ages apart as Anneliese and her family is. I have a simliar situation as well. However, it made me sad that I never thought to make a journal. Right now, I think it could be so useful to have something to read from a girl that has gone through similiar situations as me. I wish I could go back in time and make a journal for my cousin. Oh, and Anneliese wrote pretty good. I thought it was interesting :)
Waddup AP Lang Blog: Losing My Religion
I wasn’t always like this. As a child, I was very polite, obedient, and mild-mannered- I was a believer. For as long as I can remember, Sunday mornings were spent in the front pew at St. Elizabeth Ann Seton. My parents prided themselves on that front row pew. Their four children were always…
This is the kind of story about the church that breaks my heart. As Christians, we’re (I’m) supposed to love everybody, but so many times we (I) judge others as if we’re (I’m) any better. We’re (I’m) not any better. We were all born into darkness, into an eternal separation from God, with our own sins and our own faults. It’s only through Christ that we find life and unity with God. With that being said, how can we (I) reach others with our cause if we’re (I’m) busy looking down on them? We (I) can’t. Jesus makes this pretty clear in John 8:7 when Jesus says “Let he who is without sin cast the first stone.” The other questions in this blog about God are all really normal questions. I’ve asked them and I think pretty much anybody who thinks for themselves has asked them before. This world is a broken place; however, it’s not God that broke it, it’s us. At the same time, God may let bad things happen, but it’s never more than you can handle (1 Corinthians 10:13). For your final question about why God “made you gay”, I often ask myself a similar question, “why did God give me a mind that over-complicates everything?” (over-complicating is not a sin, but it may result in unbelief, which definitely is separation from God and therefore sin) I see all these people who can go about their lives and they seem really happy and their faiths look really strong, but mine feels weak. I’m always questioning and doubting and I wonder why in the heck was I made this way? The thing is, God didn’t make me like this; He made me more susceptible to different sins through my life, but He doesn’t make me doubt. Because of this, I believe that if I fight it as the Bible says I can (Philippians 4:13), it may suck, but God will give me the help I need. Yeah it sucks. It sucks really bad and some days I wonder why I even fight it; but I believe that, after all, God will get me through. I’m sorry if you feel like this is some sort of religious rant, that’s really not my aim. And I’m really sorry about your situation with the church, because that’s definitely not how it’s supposed to be. As for myself, if it seems like I’m just another one of those people, I don’t try to be, but sometimes I have a really hard time relating to people, which would make me seem as awful as the rest. Just know, God still loves you, He’s pursuing you with everything He has, and He will never give up on you.
Hey Adam, I don’t think Adam needs and “help” He is perfect the way he is and I think the god that I believe him loves him the way that he is. In my mind being gay isn’t a sin. I have never been a very big religous person but hearing that people that are very religous think that my best friend never should be married makes me sick to my stomach. It’s situations like that, that also make me move father and farther away from faith.
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No one ever directly yelled “Ewwwwww, boys have cooties!” but that sentence sums up everything I heard when I was in elementary school. At a time when girls cliqued together and played Barbie’s and house I was swimming in the pool and painting pictures with my best friend: Adam.
I have been friends with Adam since right around Kindergarten; however, we didn’t go to the same school until first grade. On my first day, in a new school, I was quickly attached to the only kid I knew in school. Being the new kid and having no friends, except Adam, when we spent every second at school together I didn’t find it weird at all. (us as kids) That is until people started saying things to me. “Why are you friends with a boy?” “Is he your boyfriend?” “That’s weird.” The answer was always simply that Adam was my best friend and always has been. As we started to get older and older for it became weirder and weirder that my best friend was a boy. In Middle School everything began to change. I was the typical Middle School girl; all I wanted to do was fit in with all the girls around me and be “popular”. While I was busy learning how to fix my hair and do my makeup my friendship with Adam began to be pushed to the side. Although I know I was very busy I also know that at that time I thought that in order for me to fit in I had to not be the only girl with a best friend that was a boy. I can remember a time in Middle School when I was walking down the hall and Adam was walking the other way. We said hey to each other but I also remember thinking how tall Adam had gotten and how he looked nothing like the chubby 1st grader that use to be my best friend. I didn’t stress out too much about losing my best friend until I got into high school and Adam was in the majority of my classes. When we started talking we picked up right where we left off. On the night of the Sadie’s Dance I couldn’t go because I had to leave for soccer the next morning bright and early. I remember being sad thinking about how all my friends would be having a blast and I would be stuck at home bored. Adam realized this and said that he would ditch Sadie’s and come hang out with me. We ended up having a blast eating a bunch of junk food and playing Mario Kart all night.
It was at this time that I realized that life isn’t about being popular and fitting in. If I wanted to be happy all I need to do is pick my friends based on who loves me and will have my back no matter what. Two years later when I look at my friend group it consists of a small group of kids that I know, no matter what, make me a better person and support me. Although it took me awhile to realize this I know I am in the right place at the moment. I am grateful for my family and friends and especially my friends that have become so close that they are considered family.
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Sullivan- Inner Voice
Right now my inner voice is starting to mature. It tells me that although I am in highschool I need to start thinking for myself and preparing for the future. My inner voice is what drives me to be better at everything I do. When nobody is around to push me further it makes me push myself. However, my inner voice also helps me to live a little. I love and care about my friends and family because of it and I also love my life. Although I don’t know exactly where I am going my inner voice tells me I am on the right path.
Tannen
I agree with Tannen’s assertion. Men definitely make it easy for women to be marked. At the same time, women also make it easy for other women to be marked. It isn’t anybody’s fault, it is just how we have all been brought up. In order for it to change society will need to be echanged.
