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Saturday, 04 July 2009

  • School.

    So, after logging in today, on this lovly Fourth of July, I read the post about uniforms and weither I thought they were a good thing or bad. (http://www.lovelyish.com/706332289/school-uniforms-positive-or-pointless/)

    I'm totally against. The next points I will be address are going to totally directed at my school, and from my experience.

    So, we have definitly had journal topics on this issues, if we should resort to uniforms or stay casual. Some kid, thinking they are uber smart, always points out "that if we had uniforms, kids can't pick on each other for their clothes." I've noticed that the one smart kid that says that is the kid that I always hear bagging on other's clothe's. Fail. How I see it is the teachers should man up and address bulling kids on their clothe's. I go to the sex and drugs and adduse talks all the time all through the year, but never once have I really heard any thing about clothe's. If a kid thinks that clothe's is an issue, we need an assimbly on it! I'd love to sit through that one. Hell, I'd love to be one giving it.

    -clears throught- Good evening fellow school goers...There seems to be an issue with you all publicly displaying your dislike of other people's clothes. WELL FOR GODS SAKE ATLEAST THEY ARE WEARING DAMN CLOTHES! DAMN IT!!!!

    Thank you. -storms off-

    I personally would rather see kids in walmart brand tshirts then their natural given birthday suit. Maybe I'm the only one that believes this. Oh, but the students aren't the only one discriminating, far from. The teachers do, as well. Pretty shady, huh? But I'm not going to pick up on that, in fear this some how will get around to any teacher. I'll just stick to them all thinking I'm the nice, quite kid, and that I'm really not paying attention when they are lowly conversating with other students. Yeah, I'll just do that.

    So, now, let me give you a glimps into my school's dress code.

    No unnatural hair colors! For me, this is an issue. I want to have red hair so bad I can't stand it. For years, ever since the sixth grade (now being a senior) I streaked my hair red, and sure the teachers cringed at me, and had little sly remarks, but I jsut smiled and redyed it when it started to faid. Then, at the end of the school year, some how a principal or admin would talk to my mom and explain how thats not allowed. Well, she knew that, she's the one that dyed it for me. But if Cheyenne wants to do something, by god cheyenne does it. I got tired of all the contravery and gave up on that, and went with a natural blonde and black. I then got told by students that that too was illegal. Screw that, it's natural colors is it not? and I've kept my hair with way for years now. I don't see the issue with unnatural hair colors. They say it's distracting. Well, put me in the back of the room, and then it would be completely the other kids fault for turning to glare at me. Easy fix.

    Guys hair can't in their eyes or touching the color! Yeah, so sorry if you're stuck in the grunge erra. This is a lame rule. I just think the balding teachers are tired of looking at full headed boys. It's their eye sight they are hindering, let them do what they please, for god's sake. They all shouldn't have the same hair cut anyhow! I'm going to start confuseing guys...Also, they all have SHORT hair, let them express themselves as much as possible with the SHORT hair. I get to have hair down to my feet, I don't believe it's fair to discriminate on guys.

    No holes in pants! You know what, I could care less about this. I buy my pants in one peice, personally. But it annoys other kids. As long as no viginas, penises, or ass cracks are visible whats it matter? Like we all haven't seen skin before? COME ON!!!

    No peircings! I can have my ears peirced, and thats it. Guys can't even have that. Fair? No. But yet, I see these girls in the halls with FULLY visible nose rings. I got brave and wore mine once, I think I might have gotten to 3rd or fourth period and I got told to LEAVE from takeing a TESTTT and take it out. Yeah, obviously I was hindering everyone THAT much. Considering I was sitting in the front row and NO ONE couls see my front side. By oh boy did I cause a scene. I asked if I could go to restroom to take it out, and mission accomplished. EVERYONE looked up at me as I slowly trotted out of the room. I really hope I "distracted" someone.

    Colorguard! maybe a year or so ago, the color guard got their red shorts to wear on fridays for the pep rallies. Low and behold someone says they are out of dress code. Keep in mind, our cheerleader's skirts are way shorter then then these shorts our color guard had. But no one dare say we didn't like seeing the cheerleader's ass cheecks hanging out. (keep in mind not all the cheerleaders shirts are hawked up as some are. I wasin class one day and this one natourious cheerleader, that had her skirt hauked up WAY to high proceeds to bend over the desk and stay that way for minutes, to expose her ass to us all. Sorry, I wasn't impressed by that in teh least. ok? Got a problem with my not liking to see back meat? Thats just too bad.) Needless to say te auxiliary aren't alowed to wear their shorts, but no one EVER trying to tell the cheerleaders they couldn't wear their skirts. By then again, I'm probably in the wrong. I'm probably being totaly hostile, and just takeing up for my band members. NO.

    Anyway, I'm getting off topic. The school is stripping me of my rights. I'm a teenager I crave to express myself. We all do. We all want to espress out OWN individuality and the school does nothing but try to make us all cardon copies. They say our image reflects on teh community. That seems SHALLOW to me. I was always tought not to judge my looks by my school, but now it's ok? Now it's ok to let someone's exterior to over ride their actually achievements and goals? That really hurts my feelings. That offends me.

    So them makeing me wear a uniform would completly put the iceing on the cake. They would totally and completly have control over me. Thats scary. I'm not signing up.

     

Tuesday, 30 June 2009

  • Is respect old fashioned?

    It was a cloudy Sunday morning. I woke up, showered, and got ready to take my brother to the movie at 1:30 to see the New Transformer movie. We load up and we're off. The whole time I'm just praying that it doesn't rain. The reasoning is because I have to put the top down to put my brother's wheel chain in the back seat. (being an eclipse sypder, the trunk is mico mini, and barely holds my tenor saxaphone much less a wheel chair.) We get there. It's actually sunny and few clouds. We both get out of the car and we walk over across the street and I older the tickets. I walk over and open the narrow doors, while helping guide my brother in the door with out banging up the doors. We're in. But, as soon as you walk in you're staring at the concessions. This little consession room is about to the size of any adverage living room, possibly smaller. And all be damned if everyone didn't automatically line up from one side to other leaving us no passage way to get to the actually theater. I just stoud there, behind my brother mumbleing under my breath and picking out who's heels I'd bruise up first. (Because I know we all hate when we're in the grocery store and someone runs up on the back of your foot with the buggy...wheelchairs give that same effect.) After I'd say about ten minutes someone finally moves JUST enought to let us kind of fit through. We walk over to the correct screen (being onlt two, it was reasonably easy to determine) and we walk through the curtened passage way to the theater. I look around, there are ALOT of people here. I ask my brother "Is there not one of those aisles for wheelchairs?" He says "yes....but somone's sitting in it", as we easied up on the seats. I just stopped. I stared. There where only two seats, so there would be room for wheel chairs where the other about 6 seats should be. Both seats were occupied but women that were VERY capible of walking. (Note, I did say there were alot of people, but there were PLEANTY of places the pare of ladies couls have sat. We sat at a completly empty row...) I parked my brother in the aisle across from them, hopeing they would see him and give their seats up, so he wouldn't have to be sitting out in the walking aisle. Did they even notice him? No. I asked my brother is he gave them the stink eye and he said no. I don't think he was as ticked as I was. He was just excited to be out of the house and seeing Transformers. (he's been begging for me to take him the whole week.)

    So, call me old school, but if I see someone that is in any form or fashion disabled, or hindered, or ANYTHING along those lines; I hold the door open for them, I'll help them in an resonable manner, I deffinantly would move out of their way, (even motion others to step aside) and I would DEFINANTLY give up my seat, if I was sitting in the (ONLY) handicap assecible seating. Maybe thats because thats how I've been raised and I've grown up with someone that is in a wheel chair. But it is not COMMON sense? What are parents teaching their children? If you see someone in a wheel chair, ignore them and look the other way? (sometimes I wish that would be the case, because there are always those people that gack and stare. He's in a wheel chair because he can't WALK, not because he's blind. He sees you staring at him.) I don't know. We're all with in the same human race, help each other out, you know? Show respect and smile.

Sunday, 28 June 2009

  • Well, Hello.

    By default it just seems that all first time meet and greats have to be awkward. But, there are things that people do that really add to the awkward levels.

    1. Saying sup.

    Heres me.....

    Freind interduces me. "Cheyenne this is Jake, Jake; Cheyenne."

    Me "Hiya. -smile-"

    Jake. "whats up/ sup?"

    Me....-thinking- Do I tell him whats up? Or is that just a hip kid way of saying hi? What do I do? Am I being rude for not replying anymore? Or and I going to embarass myself when I tell him whats up? Really...what the heck?

    So, rule number one: When first meeting someone don't say "sup" or whats up". Keep is simple, say hi, and go on about your business.

    2. How are you's

    So, the after saying hi to each other, one party usually asks how the other is doing. Well, if you're ask, answer then follow that with "...and you?" It's so awkward, and the person that origianaly asked doesn't want ot look self obsorbed and say "well, I've been..."

    Also, for the FIRST time meeting, when asked how you are don't go into this long drawn out story "Well, I'm decent, but my back hurts and my husband is really pissing me off, and I think I'm bloated..." No. Say "I've been better" THEN, if the other person is interested they will ask, "Oh, whats the matter?" or if not they might just say "well, thats sad to hear." and drop it.

    So, rule number two: be considerate of the other person. They ask you a question, you ask back. Keep is clean and simple, don't be wordy. If they don't know you, they probably don't care much about your life story at this stage.

    3. The hand shake.

    Third grade was great for me. My teacher tought us life lessons and things we could REALLY use, along with the textbook and stuff, or course. She said that "It's rude for the male to offer a handshake first. If the lady holds her hand out first." May that be true and believed by others, I don't know. But since I had that driven in a young age, it's stuck. I don't like for a guy to offer the handshake. If I want to shake hands, I'll do it.

    So, rule number tree: Females, offer the handshake first. Males, if she's already easing away from you, a handshake probably isn't the best idea anyway, now is it?

    Of course one of these happen to me recently...and at that point I decided I would have to blog about this, hopeing someone will read it, and possibly pass the word. =P

Wednesday, 24 June 2009

  • So, I went to brush my teeth, just now.

    I could easly be mistaken for a hippy.

    My eyes are all veiney, pink, and bloody looking. Given thats from about a week or two of poor sleep. Sleep is something I took for granded. I now reaslize it's one of the best states to be in. It's like I was a junkie, and someone took my meds away, I crave sleep, serisously. But I just can't sleep....

    Also, adding to my hippy look I have hippy hair. Because when I let my hair just air dry it does this thing where the top (everything that touches my skull) is flat, and then at the bottom it either A. Curls up like no one's business or B. does this wavy messy looking number. Well, tonight is a B night....serisouly when I looked up in the mirror I just smirked and thought "My hair looks like a happie's...haha..." I tried to fix it, honestly I did, but it was no use..<img src="http://images.teamsugar.com/files/upl1/2/20652/28_2008/Hippieheadband.jpg">

    Throw a headband on me, and I'll just totally look the part, I guess.

    I probably would look like a junkie hippy from some on looker. My hair is all "free spirity" looking, my eyes sream that I either don't sleep, or I'm on some drug, and I have been haveing these random burst of excitement, wich could be comfused with being high, or maybe a withdrawel symptom. Dear God, I hole my eyes clean up and I can tame my hair before tomorrow. I'll be in public.

    On the topic of drugs. One of my friend's aunts asked my friend if I did drugs. Apparently my eyes are red, alot. Because she said thats why she asked, because of my eyes. Maybe I have shifty eyes? I don't know....No, I'm not on drugs, my eyes are just squinty and asain looking. Bite me, lady.

Sunday, 14 June 2009

  • So, I was a smart kid even in the 9th grade.

    I found an old notebook that had journal entries from my 9th grade English class. I'm guessing the topic was something along the lines of "If you have to be a kitch iteam, what would it be?" because my response what a Chine Plate. Wow...I must have been thinking that day. I said something along the lines of "China is usually displayed in most house houlds. I would be of the higher class within the kitchen and how it's an honor ro eat off the fine china" bahaha. I serisously laughed. Also, I know what you're thinking...China plates aren't exactly a kitchen tool. Oh well, it is now.

    I'm very glad to see how much my writeing has improved since then, that journal was horrific. I must have been spaced during a majority of the entries. But I never seemed to make below an A. =D

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