Tuesday, June 13, 2017

Summer #30

       Summer is officially here. The weather warmer, the town crowded with visitors, the water warming, etc. It is odd that school is coming to a close but I do not mind at all. This summer is going to be one to remember. Rather than sitting at home each day, I plan to spent most time with friends. Whether it be lounging on the beach to a trip to a water park, I just desire to make the most of my time. It is the summer before my senior year, and the last before I am a graduate. The thought is frightening but it has only encouraged me to partake in more activities. I have already established a few activities for the summer, such as camping. The week after school ends, my family is going to visit Myles Standish. In the beginning of July, I am traveling to New Hampshire with my family to celebrate the fourth of July. This doesn't include all of the little things that I am going to do. I just cannot wait for school to end so I have the ability to do such things. 

Monday, June 12, 2017

Rotation 30

I'm kind of running out of things to blog about as they end of the year is approaching, so I decided to tell you all about my dog, Chicken. We got him a month after my brother was born, they're both eleven now. He was abused as a puppy and the owner was going to drown the litter if they didn't have a home so we decided to take him home one day because I wouldn't let my family leave him behind. He is a Chihuahua-Beagle mix which is called a Cheagle. He looks like a hot dog type of dog, only fatter. He's very lazy and only plays with me about once a week, otherwise he just eats and sleeps all day. He's not the nicest dog and the hair on his spine stands up when growls at strangers because he thinks he's a huge guard dog, but he's scared of frogs and birds. He doesn't know how to sit like a normal dog so he sits like a human when he begs, my Grandma calls it "sitting pretty". He has three dog beds in the house but only sleeps on the couch because he thinks he's better than other dogs and he can't sleep unless he is wrapped in a blanket. He's a pretty weird dog, but everybody loves him and we can't imagine our house without him.
 Here's a picture of Chicken attempting to cocoon himself into his blankets.

Here's a picture of Chicken sitting... I said he was weird.

Sunday, June 11, 2017

III. Life: The Biggest Troll

It's been a pretty chaotic year for me. I have pushed myself in many ways that I never had before, and most of it has payed off pretty well. I pushed myself academically and finally made it into Top 10, a goal I've had since Freshman year. I dropped 20 pounds and dropped my mile time down to 6:53. I am stronger and healthier than ever, and have never been so confident and happy with myself and where I am going. That is not to say it has been perfect. The year started off very rough.I knew I needed to make a change in my life, and I decided it was time to make it. I'm happy with the choices I have made and the things that have happened to me. I have always been a bit of a paradox of sorts. I'm a centrist in just about everything, and just when I think I support something the other argument pulls me back in. (Usually) I am both excited and intensely worried for the future. I'm not exactly sure how I want to pursue my life, whether it be family, career or money. I want all three for sure, I'm not ashamed of it. I hope that in the pursuit of progress I do not lose sight of what is truly important and life, and forget how to enjoy myself. Values and noble intentions are easily corrupted in the modern world. I am ecstatic to join it and fear its existence at the same time. Oh well. Time passes whether or not I'm for it. The train will always roll by on its timetable, the plane will still take off tomorrow whether or not I'm not ready to fly it. As Donald Glover said in his song of of because the internet.: "Life the biggest troll but the joke is on us."

Friday, June 9, 2017

I really liked this year in general.  Most of my classes were interesting, and I learned a lot about what I want to do when I grow up and where my interests lie.  I'm still a little conflicted of what I want to do a bit, but at least I've narrowed it down to chemistry, physics, or engineering.  I'm happy that this year's English focused a lot on essays, and analyzing them because I think it's a useful skill for life in general.  Math was the best it's ever been this year because things started having a lot more intuitive meaning than formula memorization.  Let's see.  I took Physics and Chemistry this year, and I thought I wouldn't like chemistry but it turned out to be really cool, well cool enough to think of as a career anyway.  I like history, but I really disliked history because of how it was taught this year (only taught to the test, never any room for interesting deviation).  Spanish was the hardest class I've ever had this year, but I don't think it's worth giving up because I've already dedicated four years to it.  Am I missing any class?  Not any that are vastly important anyway.  This was a good year, and I hope it translates to a good year next year.

Prodigy (Act 1 Scene 1)

Act 1 Scene 1:
Story on stage from left to right stage. She has a bit of a an emotionless face. She passes everyone going the opposite way of the traffic of people in the hallway that pays her no mind. They all pass by some nudging her. She arrives at the auditorium door where she slowly opens the door and walks in.  
Finally. I been waiting all day for this.
She walks slowly to the piano and sits down. The auditorium is dark with only a spotlight on her as she plays flawlessly a song on the piano, spotlight slowly fades out. Story is at home now her dad is passed out on the front step. He is wearing a white shirt, brown jacket, and tattered pants. He has his house keys in his hands, Story uses them to open the door and drag her dad inside to the living room. Story takes a small black leather bound book out of her back pack and begins to write.

I found my dad passed out on the stoop again. He never knows when enough is enough. It has been this way my whole life every since that day. The day (beat) you know that we lost her. The doctors say it was complication during childbirth, but after that day daddy has never looked at me with any type of kindness. He blames me for her death, it haunts me every day knowing I killed her(tears up). I never really knew her and dad never talks about her and I don’t like to bring it up because of his anger. I feel like nothing will ever change around her unless I’m gone.
(Fade out)
Story is in the living room enter stage right the living room also dulls as the kitchen. She takes the eggs out of the small fridge cooks them up and leaves them next to her passed out father on the floor. (Fade out)
Story is in class asleep as the teacher is talking.
So doctors have proven that music can heal, (Bell rings) I want you all to write me some song lyrics over the weekend I want it to be about something important to you.
Story was jolted awake by the bell and is leaving the class with the crowd of kids, when Mrs.Green stops to talk to her.
Story can you stay a few minutes after the bell I need to talk to you.
Story walks down the row of desks and stops when she reaches Mrs. Green’s desk.
Mrs. Green
Story this is the second time this week you fell asleep in my class and you haven’t participated once all year.
I know, I promise it won’t happen again.
You said that the last time, is there something going on at home that you need to talk abo--
Flustered at Mrs. green comment Story quickly ends the conversation and leaves.
I’m sorry again Mrs. Green for falling asleep in class it won’t happen again and I will try to participate more in class.
Story quickly leaves the room and heads for her locker, she opens it and grabs some books she shoves in her bag. As Story does this she looks over at the other end of the hallway where a group of boys from the football team are standing talking about last night’s game. Story is looking at only one of the kids Zadyn he is the tallest in the group of boys and he’s wearing his letterman with his name and number on the front.
I can’t believe you made that catch last night Zadyn, you won the game for us.
Thanks I was just leaving it all out there for the team.  
Well Jessica’s party last night was turnt I saw you talking to her last night does that mean you’re getting back together.
He smirks,nudges Zadyn implying that they should get back together.
She’s bad I might just have to take her then.
Be my guest.
As Zadyn says this he looks over at the end of the hallway where he sees Story looking. Their eyes meet.  Story stunned like a deer in headlights turns and runs off stage right. (Fade out)


In 2006, my dog Ole, passed away. My mom said she couldn't get another dog. But about two weeks later she was walking on the canal and these people passed her walking Irish Setters. She stopped to pet them and instantly fell in love. About a month later we drove to New Hampshire to pick up our New Irish Setter. My dad always wanted to name someone Otis. My mom refused to let him name me or my brother, Otis, so she decided it would be okay. The only reason he wanted to name the dog Otis, was so when he walked in to the house and Otis ran up to him, he could say "Otis my man!" We've had Otis for about 11 years now and he's the best. He the calmest dog ever, all her does is sleep and play. So happy my mom decided to get another dog, it wouldn't be the same without a dog. 

Thursday, June 8, 2017

Chasing Lightning Moments

This year I’ve been working really hard on a special video, that can be seen as emotional, exciting, and fun.  I put myself out there, and it was really cool.  First I had no idea what direction I wanted to take the video until one day my dad played me a song that he and his band had been working on.  I legitimately cried hearing it.  It was about two outcasts enjoying a night out, going to their prom, except they were walking through people's laughs and mocks.  They didn’t care, they continued to listen to their music and dance.  This song could be about you, me, someone in your family, anyone.  We are all different and we should accept it rather than changing to become like everyone else.  Peter who is the singer of the band is someone who is crazy and clearly does not care about anyones opinion.  He is such a creative and unique person.  He can create dark, yet uplifting music that can be incredibly catchy.  From lyrics of “Heard some people talking, I know who's my friends, They say I’m a dreamer, But they’re off by far, Suspended my license to dream, For driving without a car.”  The song I was moved by was called “Living Life.”  This was the initial beginning to the video I wanted to change people with it, change their points of view, maybe even hit their heartstrings.  So I decided to make a documentary about my dad’s band except create an edge.  I tied myself into it…  

I would absolutely love for you guys to watch it!  I worked incredibly hard to make it, and am excited about how it turned out. :) <3

Share it, show it to your pals, fam, person on the street, spread the woooord.



Wednesday, June 7, 2017

Failure: the Most Important Lesson to Learn

When I was younger I was very shy.  So shy that in third grade my teacher sat my best friend next to me so that when the teacher called on me in class, my friend could clarify what I had said.  I wasn't shy at home, of course.  I was loud as can be at home, so whenever my teachers told my mom they were concerned about how quiet I was, she was surprised.  It wasn't just at school that I was shy, I was shy whenever I went anywhere except home.  At parties, I was the type of child that would hide behind my moms shoulder until I warmed up to the crowd.  I tried to be more confident, but I couldn't help it.  I was excruciatingly shy.  At the beginning of sixth grade my shyness proved to have consequences.  We were just about a month into school when my English teacher assigned us a paper to write.  After having written this paper, we were to read it aloud to the class.  My nightmare.  When the time came to present, my stomach was in knots.  I spoke incoherently behind the shield of my paper.  I knew I had done terribly, but I hoped my teacher would cut me some slack.  I was wrong.  When our grades were handed back to us I was met with my worst nightmare, even worse than having to speak up in front of the class:  the letter "C" scrawled on the paper.  I was appalled.  I had never dreamed of getting a "C", it was as good as failing in my eyes.  I cried.  Since then there has been the occasional time that I have gotten a similar grade on an assignment and, although I am never happy with it, I am not devastated in the same way as I was the first time.  I thank that teacher for teaching me that I will not always be perfect.  That is still a lesson I am learning and coming to terms with throughout my education, but with every sub par grade I get, the easier it becomes.  Now, this lesson does not condone being okay with not doing good, what it does is teaches me how to accept when I don't do perfectly as long as I put in my best effort.

Junior year #29

          There are only seven days left of school and I'm speechless. It is difficult to imagine that my junior year is coming to an end. The year I expected to be an ordeal was rather eventful. Although there was an abundance of homework, I thoroughly enjoyed the year. I feel as though I have matured greatly, regarding some aspects at least. Junior year has taught me how to prioritize the differing features in my life. What I'm worried about is becoming a senior. When I first arrived at the high school, at the age of fourteen, senior year seemed so far away. There are only a matter of days before I technically become a senior. I do not know how to react. It is astonishing how fast time passed by. Before I know it, summer will flash by and senior year will be starting. Not long after that, I will have to apply to the colleges I hope to attend. Soon after that, I will be graduating. It is a frightening thought, but it is my reality. 

Things that annoy me- rotation #30

This is another blog post that i think I have already done before but i am doing it again because it is on my mind. Here is a list of pet peeves or things that annoy me.
1. When people make a post on social media and their punctuation is typed a space away from the ending work like: "Fight me !" I have no clue why this annoys me so much but it actually drives me insane.
2. My sister just got her license (she's 19, and she doesn't have a car) And now she keeps acting like she has some type of RIGHT to drive my car (that I spent around 8 months saving money for to buy on my own) and when I tell her no she gets so upset. Now that she has her license she's making a million more plans because she figures that she can drive herself places... but i'm not letting her drive my car by herself. She's a crazy driver and I have trust issues when it comes to my car.
3. I work at Rue21, and NOTHING drives me more insane than when people try on clothes, and they put the clothes back on the hanger INSIDE OUT! What is wrong with you???? It is literally not even worth the effort of putting it back on the hanger because I will just have to take it off and flip it the right way and put it back. Please, don't even bother.
4. When people touch my head/my hair. Just don't do it.
5. Getting wet. I hate being wet, it is the most uncomfortable feeling for me. Obviously showering isn't the issue that i'm taking about. I'm taking about washing my hands and then there aren't paper towels, or spilling a quarter sized amount of water on myself, or going to a beach or pool and being forced to swim and then sitting in my soaking wet bathing suit afterwards. It makes me beyond uncomfortable.
6. When my sister screams at me for leaving a single fork in the sink and not cleaning it when she leaves a pot, strainer, wooden spoon, bowl, spoon, and Tupperware container.
7. When there are dishes in the sink and my sister only washes the EXACT ones she used. That is literally the pettiest and most immature things... whenever there is a full sink of dishes I just clean them all. It makes everyone's lives easier and its easier than sorting through all the dirty dishes just to find my own.
8. When people post a selfie or whatever that is captioned "prob gonna delete later." If you're going to delete it why post it in the first place?
9. When people stare at my septum ring and say "oh why did you do that" or, when older people look at it and say "why would you do that to yourself??? Why are your ear holes so big?" It doesn't bother me because they are noticing it or staring at them, but it bothers me because sometimes people can be rude when they ask and because I honestly have NO CLUE how to respond to that.
10. When people make plans to hang out in the bathroom (peep my tweet @lillypierro)
11. When I am clearly not in the mood to talk and people keep talking to me and then go "are you okay?" and I say "i'm just annoyed" and then they disregard it and keep talking about their life.
12. When I accidentally use a colored pen knowing for a fact that a teacher uses the same color pen to grade. I don't know why I do this but i do it a lot and i know it drives me insane so it probably drives them insane too.
13. When people make illegal passes while driving. God forbid I actually do the speed limit. Go past me illegal and go 50 in a 35, have fun.
14. When in parking lots (happens a lot in the wareham crossing) people are walking to their cars and they don't make sure to hold their 2-6 year old's hand while they are walking and running all around. You have a child, you're in a parking lot, vehicles are constantly going in and out, watch your child. It gives me so much anxiety, whether or not I am the driver.
15. When people do things to you that you know for a fact if you did it to them it would be the actual end of the world.
16. When moms use the lines "I am the only one that ever does anything around this house," "If i were dead you sure as hell would miss me" "other kids don't have parents" etc etc.
17. When my mom (who moved out to live with her bf) comes over and yells at me for having a messy room... like home girl you left you have no right to complain about any mess in this house.
18. when my mom makes super petty and dramatic posts on facebook (this could actually be the majority of moms on facebook)
19. When I'm with my family and for once I get a single text and they all yell about children always being on their phones now-a-days
20.How dunkin donuts makes bottled coffee with creamer and flavors in it but they don't make any with almond milk or coconut milk etc etc
21. When people make snide comments on what or how i eat... just... don't
22. When my mom sends me a text and i don't answer within 5 minutes and she'll send another one that ALWAYS says "helllloooo???????????"
23. When people come into work at 8:53 knowing damn well we close at 9.
24. When my manager stalks my time card every time i go on break and says "you took an extra 3 minutes on your break." Bro i didn't have to pee until the end of my break #chill.
25. When my manager makes me take my break an hour into my 6 hour shift because it's more convenient for them and so they won't have to worry about me taking my break.
26. When my manager makes me stay at work until 9:55 to close when the store was in PERFECT condition at 8:03. #IHateYou
27. When I'm eating my food and my dog doesn't just stare at me and begs, but whines and cries.
28. when my dog barks at me to put him outside and then I let him out and he stares at the door to let him back in.
29. When my dogs have a bowl full of dog food but they scratch the cat food bin like crazy and cry because they (DOGS) want cat food instead of dog food.
30. When people ask me for help on something that they didn't even 1. look at doing or 2. make any sort of attempt to do.
31. When I'm in the kitchen and my sister comes up the stairs, doesn't even take the time to call out my parents name, and just looks at me and goes "where's dad?" Do I look like dad's tracking device to you????
32. When I just walk in the door from school and Kayla asks me where dad is? This one actually makes no sense #31 was just me being over annoyed with kayla.
33. When my dad buys generic brand toothpaste. I am FINE with him buying ANYTHING else store brand... but toothpaste is totally different.
34. When I ask my dad to buy diet soda and he buys regular... boi i won't drink that.
35. When teachers all plan to do a million tests the week before finals (s/o to the teachers that decide the final unit taught doesn't need a test and it can just be on the final... you da greatest of them all)
36. People who assume my life is perfect because i have good grades, a job, and car.
37. When I want to be out of my room and in the living room (doesn't happen often) and my sister makes a joke that I didn't laugh at and she makes a huge attitude and sayd that I'm in the bad mood (when shes the one getting super angry over me not laughing at her joke) and then she yells at me to go back to my room.
38. When my sister acts like she has some type of authority over me (ex in #37) when the majority of the time I'm the one that's more mature.
39. When people do something bad or mean to someone and then they get sad that they made them mad and they act like the victim
40. Planned obsolescence- literally every iPhone ever
41. When people take my phone. I have nothing to hide on my phone, but there are to many gross germs on peoples hands as it is... I want to limit the amount of nasty germs on my phone as much as possible.
42. When my sister asks for a sip of my water. Anyone else can ask me and it won't bother me, but for some reason it really bothers me when she asks. Probably because of the majority of the time she asks me when there's a sink about 5 feet away.
43. Procrastinating- I do this so much and it always annoys me to no extent
44. When people try to make plans and I tell them I'm working and they tell me to take the day off or call in... not that easy.
45. When I actually do call into work for being sick and they yell at me saying that I HAVE to find coverage when 1. if i am sick it is the managers job to find coverage, 2. they never yell or make a big deal for any other associates. and 3. we have worked the store with less than 3 people being there, me not being there does not make a bog difference.
46. When people yell at me for not replying to a text or snap chat... I'm annoyed bc they're yelling at me but i am also annoyed because I am really bad at responding back to people #I'mNotThatSorryThough
47. When people type "tho" instead of "though"
48. When people scream in the hallway/classroom/bathroom... pls... just don't
49. When I say "I don't want to blah blah blah" and someone replies with "do you think anyone wants to?" Like I wasn't talking about everyone else's feelings I was saying what I felt in that moment bye
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50. Taking up and ENTIRE class period to make this list because I am procrastinating because there is one week of school left

Rotation 30

I was just elected as the Vice President of Career Development for the DECA club here at WHS. By being elected to this position I would like to help people succeed and be the best that they can be in the competitive aspect of this club. I want to begin to make a resource center so that people are able to study on their own as well as begin to go to the workshops after school. I also hope to make the club become more student run and have everyone become more involved, not just the executive board. All in all I would just like people to achieve what they are capable and have a good time.

Rotation 29

The year is almost at its end, and I couldn't be happier about it. In two weeks I will no longer even have to look at my tower of textbooks, or the sprawling keys of my Chromebook. I will no longer have to think about ions or parabolas. All that will effect me is the calluses on my feet and the bug bites that will soon form on my arms. Summer time is my favorite season, there is no time to worry or stress, its just about enjoying yourself and living in the moment. Some of my favorite memories occurred in the summer, whether it was card games with my cousins, or days on the beach, even parties and man hunt with my friends. I am ready to begin summer and have a relaxing couple of months after an especially stressful school year.

Tuesday, June 6, 2017

Take a Peak at My Gatsby Ceiling Tile!!!!!!!!

Take a look at my ceiling tile!!!!!! Can you take a guess at what it is trying to portray? Yep, it was inspired by The Great Gatsby, which was my favorite book that we read this year. On the bottom of the painting you can see a silhouette of a city skyline. There is also a sunset in the background, with hues of soft orange and yellow, with red violet and purple. You can see a pale yellow moon that is partly covered by a magical gust of wind, filled with lights shades of pink, purples, and reds. Towards the left of the picture, I created  a side profile of Daisy Buchanan, who is overlooking the billboard of the Eyes of T.J. Eckleburg. Eckleburg, you remember is symbolic gesture of god looking down at the characters in the city. Daisy is unfazed by the fact that god is watching, which is why she continues to act recklessly in the story.

I gave the ceiling tile to Ms. Anastasia, who wants to cover her whole ceiling with them. If you have any artistic ambitions and want to depict your favorite novel, I suggest that you make a ceiling tile. Students will marvel your creativity long after you leave Wareham High!

Monday, June 5, 2017

About Me Project- Week #29

In my business principles class, the final that we are doing is actually a project, and it is an "About Me" project. Am I excited for this project? No. Do I want to do this project? No. Do I want people to know about me? No. Do they even want to know about me? No. This is probably the worst project that I am ever going to take part in. I am very mad that we have to do this project, and the teacher wants it to be a really deep project. I would much rather just brush up and over most of my life and only say the good things. I am overall just really annoyed with this project and I thought that I would complain on here like I normally do.

Last Full Week- Rotation #28

It is the last full week of school with full school days for our junior year. I don't think I've ever been so ready fro the school year to end and for the summer. This year classes have just been really hard, and I'm excited for the classes and the courses that I plan on taking next year. But, even before that, over the summer I plan on working a lot and to save more money, this time for college (rather than a car or a new phone, those are already checked off my list). I still work at rue21, but I plan on finding a second summer job to take on over the summer. I also need to volunteer a lot more over the summer again, so I don't have to worry about finding the time over the school year to do it between work and school.

Friday, June 2, 2017


We are here, in the last few weeks of our junior year. These past few years have gone by so quickly, and every year seems to be going quicker than the last. I am very happy that this year is almost over because it has definitely been my most stressful year. I have had a lot of things in the past years of my life, but this one has just been real stressful and I have felt overworked the entire time. There has been a lot thrown at all of us this year. We do a lot and I know that the teachers and family know, but I sometimes feel like they just see the final product; at least my teachers and family. They know that it is a lot but no one really knows how much we all go through. My parents know that I work hard but they dont really get how much there is for us and the things we have to deal with. We all have school and some have jobs and clubs and family and just trying to have a life on top of that is hard. I know I have no time for myself. Once you do well in school, you are continuously expected to continue to do well, and even improve. How is it that I do my best and I am still expected to do better? How is it that I am expected to do better than ever during the years that get harder and more intense? I understand all of the things I am saying, and why people think that but I wish it wasnt what people thought and expected of us. Because I know that when I dont meet these expectations I am the one that feels bad about myself. And dont get me wrong, there are a lot of people and things in place that show us that we are good and that we do well, but I just feel like things are really hard and that families and some other adults dont show us the appreciate for all that we do.

Thursday, June 1, 2017


I feel like all my blogs are rants. Good rants, but this one in particular is one I am going to question.
So it just so happens that in psychology today we were watching a movie, and I recognized one of the scenes. It was a scene where Russell Crowe is out on the steps of a building with a young woman, having a conversation about the stars. He asks her to pick a shape, then continues to point into the stars, drawing a shape. She chooses an umbrella. I knew I had just watched this somewhere, but it took me a few minutes to pinpoint exactly where I had seen it- the weekly poem video! The movie was of course "A Beautiful Mind." The movie, as I am watching- is brilliant. I have not seen it before and I am thoroughly enjoying it.
Or should I say was enjoying it.
That was until I realized John Nash's entire life was basically one big hallucination. A good portion of the movie thus far has been a lie! How?? Schizophrenia. I mean, this is a psychology class and I probably should have eluded to some sort of psychological connection, but this one caught me off guard. I just assumed he was paranoid because of his work!
However, I am still finding the movie extremely entertaining, and despite the twist, I am still very much enjoying the movie (plus, no psych movie will ever throw me for more of a loop than Edward Norton's "Primal Fear" did). I do like the movie and I am excited to watch the ending!

Rotation 29

When us sophomores took MCAS a few weeks ago I started reading a book by Jodi Picoult called Picture Perfect. It's a mystery/romance, my favorite genre of books about a girl who lost her memory and is slowly gaining it back. She is married to the most famous actor in America, but doesn't remember and ends up falling in love with the cop in Beverly Hills that saved her from wandering to the middle of nowhere and helped her find her way back to her previous life. As she gains her memory she gets flashbacks of her childhood. This is as far as I have gotten so far in the book. I haven't really had time to read for pleasure now that the term is coming to an end.

It Takes Two- Rotation 29

I've seen a decent amount of movies over my lifetime and most movies are extremely predictable. The guy gets the girl, the person recovers from being sick, the little kid gets the toy, and the dog finds his way home. Ever since I was little, I loved the movie "It Takes Two" starring the Olsen twins. I just loved the idea of two kids working together (in secret) as matchmakers. However, this is also one of the first movies that I realized the predictability behind movies. I still love movies and always will. I love the concepts behind them and I love seeing the small details that other people see. They just watch what happens in the movie, I feel that I experience it as a whole and notice the little tiny details that are unseen to the normal eye.


I wonder about things in my life 
I have made some good and bad decisions
everything comes down to a moment
one second, 
one minute 
one hour
one day
one month
 one year
one decade
 one century
 one millennial
 at a time.
Every one ticking away.
We have clocks above our heads,
counting down. 
Tick Tock, Tick Tock  
Every moment we spend avoiding risk is the moment you stop truly living
Every person has only one 
Live, laugh, love and learn thats all you ask for
For if material things is all you seek then your wish is granted everlasting life without happiness.
It's true selfish people live longer, but never are truly happy.
Those who love and take risk live the richest life the fullest life 
Maybe poor, with very little to their names, but they can find true happiness. 
People never change, but they can when they realize their life is meaningless,
it is up to them to make that change for the better from
Money can buy you happiness, to love is the only true happiness.
 Only then can you find the light. 
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 This "poem" I wrote really a short story rather is just something I wanted to create to get my idea of life and happiness on a page. I may seem weird and hard to read, but the main idea is that love is the only real way for a person to find happiness and life is short so if you aren't looking for it you may miss your chance at happiness. I believe that people should pay attention to the little things in the things we do everyday because even though you don't notice it they are the things that bring you the most joy. I know that some people are with me on this and other people will believe their is more than one way to be happy. This is true but I find the happiness true happiness that stays with you even in death can only come from love, while the others are just temporary.


This past Tuesday I held the first ever National Organization for Women Club meeting at our school.  It was amazing.  There was a really good turnout at the meeting and a lot of other people had told me prior to the meeting that they want to be in the club but they had to stay after for teachers.  It was amazing to get to see so many like minded people get together to discuss important issues in women's rights.  We discussed what we want to do next school year and the goals we had.  We also discussed what feminism is and what it means to us.  I've never been so proud of a group of people as I was in that moment as I looked out at all the eager faces that came to the meeting.  A lot of people (even some that I didn't expect) took applications for office positions.  I can't wait to work with this group of people next year and work to spread feminist ideals and incite change.