Wednesday, 26 August 2015

I Blog Like a Girl

Sometimes, you just gotta take a step back.
You gotta take a step back and ask yourself... why do I say the things I say? Why do I act the way I do? 

I asked myself this question over and over while watching this video.

When they asked people to run like a girl, for a split second, I laughed. I laughed at the idea of running like a girl, because the first image that popped into my brain was that stereotype: A girl, holding her hair, sort of skipping, and complaining about how difficult it was.

But then, maybe three seconds later, I realized that no, I don't run like that, and most girls I know don't run like that. Why would I laugh at the way girls run, when I myself am a girl, and I don't find the way I run funny at all? 

And that's when I realized that society has programmed me to think that way. It's not entirely my fault to laugh at the idea of a girl running. Society, the media, the images, have programmed me into thinking that running like a girl is something to be mocked.

And going even deeper than that, society has programmed us to think that running like a girl, throwing like a girl, fighting like a an insult. 

Does that mean being a girl is an insult? Does that mean that I, myself, am something to be mocked, stereotyped, placed into a box with pink sparkles, white gloves for my dainty hands. cute little white kittens, and jean miniskirts... because that's what my identity is supposed to be?

People claim that misogyny and inequality have died down recently, but tell me this: Why is it still considered improper for a girl to ask a guy out? Why can a multi-gender crowd be addressed as guys without second thought, but when addressed as girls, people would be insulted and confused?

Well, I know that one person with a different mindset CAN make a difference. So from here on out, when someone says I blog like a girl, run like a girl, fight like a girl, or just simply act like a girl, I'm going to smile real wide and say "Aw, thanks." Because I am a girl, and the phrase"like a girl" means something different for all girls.

But for me, it's a compliment.


Sunday, 23 August 2015

Must We...

I think I'm going to start a little post series named "Must We". I've just started toying with this little idea of mine, and I think by writing about it, it will give me insight on why, in society today, we must do certain things and act certain ways  in order to fit in and be normal.

Over the next month or so, I'm planning to cover seven ideas. For example, on of them is, "Must We Follow Trends".

I hope that through the course of this mini project, I'll be more and more able to define myself and not conform to social norms. And who knows, maybe I'll inspire some of you as well!

So, what do you think of this challenge? Do you have any ideas of what topics I can write about?? Let me know in the comments!

Not mine

Wednesday, 19 August 2015

How To Handle Chatty Teenage Girls at a Camp Sleepover

1. Make an assessment. Are they usually quiet? How loud are they now? Are they nice to people outside their squad?

2. Find a friend who's also up. Have them come on over to your bunk and commiserate with you on how loud the teenagers are being.

3. Proceed to throw gummy bears at sleeping friends for entertainment.

4. Wait until a sleeper starts snoring. When one the chatty teenagers starts yelling, "WHO THE HELL IS SNORING TELL THEM TO SHUT THE (insert swear word here) UP!!!" Say in a slightly sassy voice, "She can't just shut up. However, it's two in the morning. You can."

5. Wait as they try to figure out your wit, and as they come up with a really stupid comeback like "YOU shut up, you're younger than us, you can't tell us what to do!"

6. Give them a few minutes for the chatting to start again, more likely at a higher volume.

7. Eat a pringle.

8. Offer them some pringles, if they shut up. They will refuse the offer.

9. Wait another five minutes as you play 5 Nights at Freddys on your friends phone.

10. Make a fake phone call to your imaginary friend Chelsea in England.

11. Tell them that Chelsea wants them to stop talking.

12. Try to fall asleep for 25 minutes, tossing and turning because the teenagers won't shut up.

13. After half an hour, get up again. Tell the teenagers that they're actually being really disrespectful, and people are actually trying to fall asleep.

14. Listen to the gossip the teenagers are just bound to start spewing at around 4:00 am.

15. When the time seems appropriate, yell: "Like, seriously!" at them. using your best valley girl impression.

16. Play 5 Nights at Freddys. Offer your friend a pringle.

17. Watch the sun rise.

18. Watch your friend as she gets up to brush her teeth.

19. Force yourself into a slightly comfortable position.

20. Close your eyes and pretend to be in a coma. Focus all your concentrations on the blackness in front of you. You probably will not fall asleep, but at least you're up to date on everything that's happened, gossip-wise over the last year.

21. When all the teenage girls run into the bathroom to put their makeup on in the morning, proceed to write a note pretending to be a burnt zombie zucchini and place it on one of their bunks. Bonus points for sprinkling some zucchini seeds.


Sunday, 16 August 2015


Hey bloggers! This is just a quick update to show you that I'm fully alive and well.

I've been thinking about some fun post ideas I can't wait to get started on. I'm heading on an overnight camp that I will probably blog about, and I also have a few poems I'd like to post.

I've also been working out on my young writers' blog, if you haven't checked that out already, click here.


Saturday, 8 August 2015

Our Words, Our Voices

Before I even turned on the computer yesterday, set to write my last post, Words, I had been toying with an idea in my mind for a long while.

Then, as I wrote about the biggest part of me, writing, the idea grew bigger and bigger in my chest.

I didn't expect any comments, maybe one or two from my best blogging buddies.

But it was the most amount of comments I had gotten in a while. And every single one of them talked about how they felt the same way about writing, how it was hard, and frustrating, but how without it, they would be an entirely different person.

And that is how Our Words, Our Voices was born.

All of a sudden, I realized that I was not the only young writer trying to make it in this world, that I am part of a large, but small community of junior authors striving to reach their dreams.

There are many more of us than we think. We`re trying to learn and develop and become more successful, and we each fail, and we each succeed. Not many understand us, and online writing communities are always run by adults who don`t understand what it`s like to be young writers anymore. Some competitions aren`t fair, and none of them are run by kids.

My brand new website is called Our Words, Our Voices. It is run by me, and maybe, at some point, I will ask a co-owner or two. I`m using the wordpress domain name until I get my own website.

It is a sacred playe for young writers to share their love of writing with others, for their writing and themselves to be featured, to grow and learn and encourage each other together, as one.

We are the next generation of literature, and we have to nurture our talent. Why not do it together? I would like for one day young authors from all over the world come and visit my site and connect through the power of writing.

It would mean the world to me if you could check it out, and maybe subscribe? It's not just my project, it's all of ours. There will be improvements as the site grows, and young authors will be featured, contests will be held, writers will connect, and most importantly, stories will be written.

I will always post on this blog, so this won't change. But I'm so excited to get to work on this huge project!

Click here and here and here and here to visit it!



Friday, 7 August 2015


Like the doctor stitches an open wound

And rain will make a seedling bloom

A writer heals an empty page

With inspired words meant to be sage

Like laughter fills a dark sad house

And color livens a grey blouse

A writer fills the white blank space

With secrets and magic they can't erase

Like art is an escape for some 

And singers just cannot stay mum 

Writing makes my life complete

I have things in my mind I just can't delete


I might not be the most talented poet out there, but this poem represents only a fragment of how much I truly love writing. While I might enjoy baking, swimming, reading, photography, and singing, writing is my true passion, my calling. It helps me through matters I cannot handle on my own.

It helps me see things in an entirely different light, and it gives me energy. I breathe through writing, and when that is taken from me, I'll manage to thrive for a little while, but eventually, I need to turn back to it for me to fully be alive and free.

Writing is frustrating at times, and sometimes, my writing will turn out to be something I loathe. But no matter how much it puts me through and how many challenges I face with it, I will not give up on it.

Because giving up on writing is giving up on a huge part of me, my soul. I can't imagine that being lost. 

Writing speaks to me like nothing else can, and without it, I wouldn't be typing these words right now. I wouldn't be able to explore my mind or have the thoughts that I have. I wouldn't be able to face my fears or speak up for myself. Writing makes me stronger. It makes me who I am. I've made people cry, I've made people laugh. I love writing.

People say I have a way with words, but I know the truth. Words have a way with me.

Thursday, 6 August 2015

July Roundup!

Well, it's August, and I've decided to do a roundup of all the things that have been going on in the last month :)

Trips and Events

First was my trip to visit my best friend in Maine, then I took a road trip to the Pittsburgh area to reunite with some of my friends from the Discovery Girls Magazine. Both were so fun!

I also started a collab blog with Amelie B. and Girlradio! To check it out, click here! If you want to contact us about joining our collab or about anything at all, please email us at :)


Food: Definitely the Butterbeer drink from Starbucks! My friend Angel tipped me off about this and it is simply divine! You've gotta check it out!

Music: Fight Song (Christina Platten), Shut Up And Dance (Walk The Moon), and I Got You (Cimorelli).

Clothes: Let's all just take a moment to worship jean shorts, all day, everyday. And of course tee shirts and bathing suits, because as you may  know, I spend my life at the pool.

Books: The Art of Racing in the Rain is probably one of my favourite books of all time, ever. Period. I'll be doing a review pretty soon.

Movies: I adored Inside Out!


I had my very first blogaversary and gained two followers. What an amazing month!

I've been having a splendid summer, and I hope everyone else is as excited for school as I am! Yes, I like the beginning of school. I am enjoying my summer, though, so I'm happy to keep it the way it is for a little longer.