That's right, I caved.
I officially have a twitter account.
yes, i am ashamed. yes, i am in fact a little dead inside. and yes, I am addicted.
It is useful for getting news on my favourite bands and stuff , since I have yet to get any of my friend's accounts.
and...oh my god. I'm like a talking twitter commercial or something O.o
kill me!!
oh, and here is a link!
http://twitter.com/PredictMePixie
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~~Corrupted Pixie
Jun 23, 2009
Jun 18, 2009
confession
Confessing is hard. Sometimes, things happen that weren't supposed to. Sometimes, things just get out of hand, and it becomes hard to stop it.
Well, I did manage to end my problem. And let me tell you, it hurts like hell.
You see, In English class we were working on our poetry unit. and I LOVE poetry. Our teacher wanted us to write a poem in class, and usually I have no problem with this, but for some reason, I couldn't think. So i took a song that was in my head and made some stupid changes, and voila . a poem.
The thing is everyone loved it. My teacher made me submit it into our school literary magazine, he was offering extra marks, so I said yes.
Well, the magazine was entered into some contest, we didn't win but the magazine which our school magazine was submitted to loved my poem to.
So they asked to use it in their next issue of their magazine.
That's when things got out of hand. Because, I really wanted to say yes!
you know, just because I wanted to feel special. who doesn't?
But i kept thinking, what if someone finds out? what if they know it wasn't mine?
so i told the magazine fine, use my poem, but let it stay anonymous. I thought, if I did that, no one would know.
Then I told my mom that i was planning to submit it anonymously, and she said I shouldn't because I would be missing out on alot of opportunities.
So i asked my dad. and he said "well, was it original?"
and that's all it took.
I confessed, and told him everything.
And it was really hard, because it makes you feel incredibly worthless. then i had to go, and email back the magazine that I wouldn't let them use the poem. And I just felt so stupid. And I hate it.
But whats worse?
I submitted 8 other poems into the magazine, poems that were mine, that I was so proud of. And they didn't care.
The only way any one will ever look at my poems, is if they aren't even my own.
It just shows, I am worthless.
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~~Pixie
Well, I did manage to end my problem. And let me tell you, it hurts like hell.
You see, In English class we were working on our poetry unit. and I LOVE poetry. Our teacher wanted us to write a poem in class, and usually I have no problem with this, but for some reason, I couldn't think. So i took a song that was in my head and made some stupid changes, and voila . a poem.
The thing is everyone loved it. My teacher made me submit it into our school literary magazine, he was offering extra marks, so I said yes.
Well, the magazine was entered into some contest, we didn't win but the magazine which our school magazine was submitted to loved my poem to.
So they asked to use it in their next issue of their magazine.
That's when things got out of hand. Because, I really wanted to say yes!
you know, just because I wanted to feel special. who doesn't?
But i kept thinking, what if someone finds out? what if they know it wasn't mine?
so i told the magazine fine, use my poem, but let it stay anonymous. I thought, if I did that, no one would know.
Then I told my mom that i was planning to submit it anonymously, and she said I shouldn't because I would be missing out on alot of opportunities.
So i asked my dad. and he said "well, was it original?"
and that's all it took.
I confessed, and told him everything.
And it was really hard, because it makes you feel incredibly worthless. then i had to go, and email back the magazine that I wouldn't let them use the poem. And I just felt so stupid. And I hate it.
But whats worse?
I submitted 8 other poems into the magazine, poems that were mine, that I was so proud of. And they didn't care.
The only way any one will ever look at my poems, is if they aren't even my own.
It just shows, I am worthless.
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~~Pixie
Golden Circle
Today's rant is about the "Golden Circle" yeah, you heard me.
Every school or workplace has them. That group of people that everyone loves. well, everyone that matters.
Such as Teachers and Employers, important, influential people.
The exact people that fall into the :golden Circles" trap.
You see, these golden people will always get what they want, simple because they are popular. Despite possible lack of skill and talent.
These people are the ones stealing opportunities away from people who deserve them. They are loved, so they get the job, or grade.
For example I was at my brothers graduation. Guess who won every award? That's right, those sickening golden group. Those5 people who all the teachers love.
I doesn't matter who is more talented or skillful, its ALL about charisma.
and who did the music for the assembly? the student who is actually going to music school? no. The one guy who has delusioned the entire school into believing he has talent. (which must be why he is going to Western to study Sciences)
I for one, absolutely hate these stupid golden people.
Because of them, no matter how hard I work, no matter how talented I am, I can never get a lead role in a play, or become the head of a club. I will ALWAYS be in the background, behind these stupid, egotistical golden circle.
Well, I would rant more (and I probably will in "Golden Circle Part II" which we all know is coming, But it IS almost 1:00 a.m. so I will go to bed now.
Tchuss!
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~~Pissed off Pixie
Every school or workplace has them. That group of people that everyone loves. well, everyone that matters.
Such as Teachers and Employers, important, influential people.
The exact people that fall into the :golden Circles" trap.
You see, these golden people will always get what they want, simple because they are popular. Despite possible lack of skill and talent.
These people are the ones stealing opportunities away from people who deserve them. They are loved, so they get the job, or grade.
For example I was at my brothers graduation. Guess who won every award? That's right, those sickening golden group. Those5 people who all the teachers love.
I doesn't matter who is more talented or skillful, its ALL about charisma.
and who did the music for the assembly? the student who is actually going to music school? no. The one guy who has delusioned the entire school into believing he has talent. (which must be why he is going to Western to study Sciences)
I for one, absolutely hate these stupid golden people.
Because of them, no matter how hard I work, no matter how talented I am, I can never get a lead role in a play, or become the head of a club. I will ALWAYS be in the background, behind these stupid, egotistical golden circle.
Well, I would rant more (and I probably will in "Golden Circle Part II" which we all know is coming, But it IS almost 1:00 a.m. so I will go to bed now.
Tchuss!
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~~Pissed off Pixie
Jun 13, 2009
NEW POLICY!!!
OK, I have a new blogging policy(hopefully)!
I will, (hopefully) without fail, post at least ONE blog a week.....I hope, so check my blog every Friday from now on, and there will be at least ONE weekly (hopefully) post!!!!!!!!!!!
if I do not post, I promise, I will have a VERY valid explanation (hopefully).
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~~ Hopefull Policy Pixie
I will, (hopefully) without fail, post at least ONE blog a week.....I hope, so check my blog every Friday from now on, and there will be at least ONE weekly (hopefully) post!!!!!!!!!!!
if I do not post, I promise, I will have a VERY valid explanation (hopefully).
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~~ Hopefull Policy Pixie
Jun 12, 2009
Let it Out
This is hard. I hate It.
Its like...the world stopped spinning, and its to heavy for me to push it back into orbit.
Like, I have no control over anything.
I hate it.
I feel completely helpless, because all I can do to help anyone is smile, and hope it will all be alright.
I'm sorry im so incredibly unspecific, I would rather not get into details, its just... one of those moment that you have to get your feeling out, and writing them down is my only way. And it sucks.
And i have so much to say, but i cant put any of it into words. And that of course just gets me more frustrated.
Oh, thats the emotion. frustration, thats what I feel.
Frustration over being helpless, and being pushed aside, and having to allow it because I dont know any other way to be.
And now i just got myself more annoyed.
God, this sucks. What the hell do I do?
I'm trying my hardest to be perfect for everyone, but I dont know any other way to make things better. Somebody help me.
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~~ frustrated pixie
Its like...the world stopped spinning, and its to heavy for me to push it back into orbit.
Like, I have no control over anything.
I hate it.
I feel completely helpless, because all I can do to help anyone is smile, and hope it will all be alright.
I'm sorry im so incredibly unspecific, I would rather not get into details, its just... one of those moment that you have to get your feeling out, and writing them down is my only way. And it sucks.
And i have so much to say, but i cant put any of it into words. And that of course just gets me more frustrated.
Oh, thats the emotion. frustration, thats what I feel.
Frustration over being helpless, and being pushed aside, and having to allow it because I dont know any other way to be.
And now i just got myself more annoyed.
God, this sucks. What the hell do I do?
I'm trying my hardest to be perfect for everyone, but I dont know any other way to make things better. Somebody help me.
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~~ frustrated pixie
Worlds Shortest Blog Post #2
I failed my exam....T_T
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~~Predict Me Pixie
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~~Predict Me Pixie
Jun 10, 2009
Worlds Shortest Blog Post
I AM GOING TO FAIL MY EXAM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SAVE ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
O.o
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~~Terrified Pixie
O.o
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~~Terrified Pixie
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