Speaking Your Mind

Hey guys welcome back. I have no clue what to blog about today. None. Zip. Zero.

This is like the hardest thing I have to do every day.

Oaky I wrote those sentences like 15 minutes ago, because my friends and I were just discussing Halloween and I realized something.

Basically I was originally told that we were trick-or-treating on my street, and now we’re going on my friends street. All of my close friends, the people I trust more than anyone, live on the other side of a busy road. All of the stuck up, intimidating, people who make me feel so horrible live on my side.

My friends refuse to come trick-or-treating on my side because of all those people. So I just spent the last 10 minutes rolling the thought around my mind and being really sad. Sad because all the people who live within 2 blocks of me make me feel inferior.

This is an issue that has come up a lot lately, especially with a certain girl on the bus who we shall call FGB. I’ll let you decide what that stands for and no, swear words were not involved. But this girl is super mean to a couple of my friends, and my brothers. I’ve chosen to stay out of her way and only speak to her when absolutely necessary. There are 3 other girls who we shall call Fake Squad, Jerk Face and another boy. Then there are 6 girls i’m kind of friends with, and me. That’s just in my grade. Everyone, except the 6 kind of friends, are super mean, rude, and annoying.

I haven’t been trick-or-treating on my street in 2 years and in all honesty, I want to be close to home on my street. I feel more uncomfortable on the other street, even though everyone bad lives over here. on my street, the mean people don’t even stick around for Halloween, most of their friends live on the other side. They go over there.  I get pretty bad anxiety on the other street.

But of course, me being me, I didn’t tell any of my friends this because, idk.

My point in this is speak your mind. Don’t be like me. You’re problems won’t be solved unless you speak up and say how you really feel. I remember one year in dance we were picking costumes and I hated the dress everyone else loved. It was the final week and we had to pick. When we got to the dress, I said that I didn’t really like it. Turns out nobody else did either. They all just said they did because they thought everyone else liked it. We ended up getting the dress I really liked. I’m going to try to tell my friends now.

As far as Why I Hate Shopping goes, I will try. I can’t make any promises.

See ya soon!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

-Dani

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