F***in Perfect guest post by Chlo

Why can't I be the best at anything?  Is that soooo bad?  I mean, I work ten times as hard as everyone else, in everything, but I can't get anything right.  Pooooo.  When will somebody besides my mother appreciate all the work I'm doing its a bit rididcoulas.  I even left dance because no one liked me there.  I'm never called pretty, or complimented.  It isn't fair.  I wonder if someday, my luck will change and everyone else will suck and I will rise to the top, but for now, I will just listen to P!nk and I will feel better.
 -chlo

It's Over.

  Freshman year is over.  I just want to look back and see what I've accomplished.  List time!  ( I love lists)
1. A in both semesters of math.  Take that you mofo Ms. W!
2. Some newish friends.  Or at least friends that have been there but now I just noticed.
3. Tolerance of the English teacher.  This was very hard but I managed to do it.  And get an A on my final.  Not sure about the final grade, though.
4. Over 1000 followers total on the infinite fake instagram accounts I have created.
5. I didn't gain any weight.  With my tendencies of over-eating....I suppose this is an accomplishment.  And no I am no bulimic, if that's what you're thinking!!!!
6. I turned 15 in February, I actually made it.
7. Read Shakespeare and owned the freaking $hit...
8. Got asked out by a 7th grader and said no.
9. Visited Virginia, the state that sounds like vagina and got in trouble from my aunts for saying that.
10. Made it out alive.

I can be really negative, so it's nice to look at the bright side of things.  But my freshman year wasn't kitties and rainbows.  Far from it actually.  I was dealt a bad hand of teachers, had to deal with fake and plastic friends, listen to them bitch and moan, get shoved into walls, lockers and sharp things, made several trips to the nurses, principals and counselor a offices, feel alone, feel crappy, feel stupid, feel lots of things that I shouldn't, almost hit by cars, made fun of and a bunch of things that honestly do not do any good.  I'm just glad it's summer, so I don't have to worry about it all.  Let the tanning, swimming and vacationing begin.

Farewell for now dawgs,
Dahlia

Perky Girls: Part 2

 Another perky girl I know is Avalon.  But Avalon is my friend.  And she is annoying.  Well, were sort of friends.  I kind of have no choice cause our brothers are really good friends and we have to watch all their sports games together and go on all those tournament trips.   I really like Avalon as a person, but sometimes you wish even your friends could improve themselves a little bit.  ( not Shannon and Hailee, they are perf.)
Here's what Avalon must change.
1. Intentionally being perky.  She's shy by nature for lots of reasons, and when she purposefully tries to be perky, she is too awkward to pull it off.  Only Reese can pull it off.  Only Reese.
2.  Over-dressing.  Avalon has mostly cute clothes.  But she tends to get too fancy for a real casual occasion,  like once at a basketball practice she wore a semi formal dress, and once at a pool party she wore coach ballet flats and and another semi formal dress with a fancy clutch.  She also mixes colors very poorly.  Okay, so maybe she has really bad vision problems, but someone must tell her that yellow shorts with orange shirts do not work.
3.  She publicly embarrasses me.  Once we went to an outlet because it was near our brothers baseball and she spilled her smoothie on a jacket at Aeropostale and then told the worker I did it.  Then I was at her house and made me do gymnastics with her and then cute boys from her school walked by and well, it was awkward.  That brings me to number four.
4.  She's boy crazy.  Avalon really needs to stop caring about boys.  Sure, she's lucky to have some good looking ones at her school, but that doesn't mean she needs to be obsessed with them.  She feels as if the point of high school is to have fun and date boys.  She doesn't go to my school.  But if she did, shed realize the point of high school is to make it out alive.

Okay, I'm done talking about Avalon.  It's a little unfair to her because I know she has major problems with stunted growth, vision and other stuff but yeah.  I'm not a bad person guys!!!!
No matter how crazy she is, well still be friends.

Those Perky Girls

I'm sorry, perky people, but I don't like you.  I feel like there are personalities that are impossible for  me to handle, and perkiness is at the top of that list.  Perky people are typically oblivious, fake, unintelligent and generally disliked by the populus.  Unless you're Reese Witherspoon.  But she doesn't really count.  But back to perky people.  There are just too many.  One girl, this very perky girl whose first name happens to be my middle name, so I'll call her Lulu.  Lulu is new to my dance studio.  Fairly new.  I've seen her at summer camp and field trips before, and never liked her.  Fake, fake, fake.  And she's one of those comp girls.  She's used to over the top performances and stuff.  That little conniving @$$&0!"....  My dance studio is one of the few traditional dance studios in the entire state.  We tried going to a comp once, and we won a group number, but the other studios were so rude so we never went back.  Anyways lulu is one of those perky girls with no manners, no technique, no poise and no class.  Part 2 of my perky girls rant coming soon. We're not finished, Lulu.

Dahlia

Why I Can't Stand My School

I really do despise my school.  It's not even the school, mainly the idiots that occupy it.  Don't get me wrong, I don't hate EVERYONE, but it seems that the general trend is to be rude and unpleasant.  To set the record straight, here is my somewhat complete list of hates and not hates.
Faculty I can't stand:
Mr. Weinberg: he's mean, discouraging and makes gruesome threats.  Not even a good drama teacher.
Mrs. Davis: she is dehumanizing, rude and doesn't teach.  She knows virtually nothing.
Mrs. Wahder: she refuses to accept the fact students are smarter then her by assigning more homework.
Ms. Fuhr: probably on crack of some sort of drug.  She has a couch in her office while she takes naps and hires a sub.
Ms. Keeter: she's just to weird, and comes back from sad subjects too fast, a weakness that must be corrected.
Mrs. Poup: questioned ME about selling drugs.
The lunch ladies: In English, please.
CPt. Rould: ROTC man, he's a grouch and scary and mean.
Ms. Taxeria: does weird stretches in the hallway.  I just wanna go to class.
The principal:  I don't hate her, but the expectations she sets are way too lofty, and I don't think she has our best interests in mind.

Now these people I can stand:
Mrs. Gardemi: nice, rewarding and easygoing.
Mr. Renn: the assistant principal or something, but he's pretty nice and stuff.  I don't know if he can solve the mess that is this school.

I also really don't like the students here.  I only can stand just a handful.  The sluts annoy me the most.  One girl took a pic of her in bed with some guy and put it on Facebook.  Especially when those things happen, I wish I was homeschooled.  The behavior here is gross.  I have been tormented by the druggies, senior dgaffers, junior dbags, and lets not even start about girls.  Every where I go its PDA, PDA, PDA.  There are creepers everywhere.  They stare, them walk over and stand there, waiting for you to say something... So weird.  Anyways, I tired.  Ciao!

Creeper, or Peter Pan?

     There's a woman named Kendra at my dance studio, who takes kid classes instead of adult classes.  She has this annoyingly perky personality, and is always finding the bright side of things, even though there is no bright side.  Once, my friend Clare injured her Achille's, and she just smiled and said, "You're so tough, Clare-Bear!  I'm so proud of you!"   I wanted to hang myself right there and then.  I also don't understand why Kendra tries to hang out with the teenagers.  She's 30.  She doesn't have a job, she's just taking classes with her inheritance from her mom.  She's not in a relationship or anything.  She's at the studio all the time.  For people like me, Clare, and others who are actually serious about dance, this is normal.  But for a 30-year-old who has no career ahead of her, (come on, she can't even get onto the box of her pointe shoe.) it's a little weird.  My guess is that either she's a creeper, who doesn't have any friends, and tries to hang out with kids, and my dance teachers.  Or she has Peter Pan Syndrome, and doesn't want to be an adult.  I'm a list maker at heart, so I'm going to make a list about why Kendra should leave my studio.
1.  At the Nutcracker last year, after the Waltz of the Snowflakes, she ran off stage, said "F*** these damn shoes!" and ripped them off her feet.  She probably would've been kicked out then and there, but the teachers didn't hear her, and I didn't have the courage to say anything.
2.  She hits on one of the teachers, who is gay.  It just makes everything awkward, and he must bring up the fact that he is gay AGAIN, which has many conservative parents shaking their heads.
3.  She watches kids in the dressing room.  This is really awkward.
4.  She sucks at dance.  I know my teachers agree with me.  Come on, back me up here Miss K.

I wish she ( and Cece) would finally realize that there is absolutely no way they would make it in the dance world.  The End.

Sorry for the Long Wait...

     It's been a while since my last post, forgive me.  Not much has happened, though.  Ciaran had a Halloween/birthday party for his 9th birthday.  Me and Thea had to serve a bunch of bratty 3rd graders for 2 hours.  Fun.  Today was a very stressful day.  Apparently, Willow had somewhat caught on to what I'm doing, so before she finds out, I'm changing her name to Cece.  Sorry.  Cece is driving me nuts!  Plus, I was talking to a friend of mine, Faith, and "Cece" overheard me talking about her being really fake, and I think she got upset.  She is beginning to brag about her being skinny now.  She's like  "I'm 72 pounds."  That can't be possible, sorry.  She is 5'3".  She should be admitted to an anorexia treatment center, or take some Boost, at least.  Or she could just be honest, and I'd be perfectly happy with that.  Shelby, however, has gotten more tolerable.  Yet, Shelby tolerates Cece, even though Cece bags on her 24/7.  I really hope Cece quits.  She is making my life more frustrating than it already is.  We are in 3 scenes in the Nutcracker, and she doesn't even star in one.  Her acting is that terrible.  I'm sorry, it is.  Her fake smile, meaningless emotions, pointing at random things.  I want to just bang my head on the wall.