Be Yourself!

Sorry I haven't written in so long, guys! I've been SO busy! I had a chorus concert tonight, I'm currently planning for a band concert, my 1year anniversary is Thursday, I have ballet class, etc.

I just wanted to say, I'm proud of who I am, ok? I'm tired of people wanting me to live up to what THEY want me to be. Yesterday, my school held the "Million Words Party" at my school. I was invited since I read over 1.5 million words. Well, the party involved getting popcorn/sno-cones, and playing on the softball field outside. I brought a book, got the concessions, and sat against the wall in the shade. Immediately people started looking at me and saying I was weird and crazy for reading during a "Reading Party". I'm so shy, I simply mumbled, and kept reading.

My point is, don't call people names just because they aren't doing what you expect/want. I'm different, and I LOVE it. I don't want to be a cookie-cutter girl in a world of Sameness. (For you The Giver fans ;)) I am glad that I'm the way I am.

Sure, you're probably thinking that I'm overreacting, right? Well, I probably am. The thing is, I was bullied for nearly 2 years. It was so severe, that for a whole year, I stopped going to church, talking to ANYONE, and I only went out in public if I was forced. I basically became a hermit, hiding in my little shell. Before I was bullied, I was strong, brave, confident, and not at all shy. Now, I freak out at a simple look or comment, even if they aren't actually rude/mean. I take what people think very strongly, even if I don't like the person, because I'm afraid of not having friends and being hated. For those 1.5 years, my life was HELL. It ruined me, and the damage will NEVER go away. Along with the pain, there's also strength. I've grown stronger because of what I've gone through. Sure, I have my days when I feel like my heart is going to burst with fright, but I also have days when I feel like a Princess, and look like a Rockstar.

So, I'll say it again. I'm glad I went through what I did. It's made me who I am today, and I wouldn't want to change a thing. Because of my bullying, I can now help others who were/are hurt. I can show the world that even when life has become Hell, light always shines through the cracks. As the song says: If you're going through Hell, keep on going, don't slow down, if you're scared don't show it, you might get out, before the Devil even knows you're there.

On that note (literally), I bid you farewell, and goodnight.
Stay Beautiful,
Abbie <3

Happy Mother's Day!

Sorry I forgot to write yesterday (Couldn't find my laptop), but HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY! :D
Today is the day when mothers are remembered/loved on. Today, do something nice for your mom, or someone who is a mother-like figure to you.
Sorry I have to cut this short, I'm heading to my Aunt's Mother's Day party. I'll write more when we get back. :) Have a great Mother's Day, and everyone get ready for Summer!
Stay Beautiful,
Abbie <3

Inspiring Things

So, I've noticed quite a few people like my blog. Well, I want to share with you a poem that my student teacher Ms. Renshaw shared with my class, before she graduated and got her own teaching job. This poem was written by Taylor Mali, and I DON'T own it or it's rights.

Totally Like Whatever, You Know?
By: Talyor Mali

In case you hadn't noticed,
it has somehow become uncool
to sound like you know what you're talking about?
Or believe strongly in what you're saying?
Invisible question marks and parenthetical (you know)'s
have been attaching themselves to the end of our sentences?
Even when those sentences aren't, like, questions? You know?

DECLARITIVE SENTENCES - so-called
because they used to, like, DECLARE things to be true
have been infected by a totally hip
and tragically cool interrogative tone? You know?
Like, don't think I'm uncool just because I've noticed this;
this is just like the word on the street, you know?
It's like, what I've heard?
I have nothing personally invested in my own opinions, okay?
I'm just inviting you to join me in my uncertainty?

What has happened to our CONVICTION?
Where are the limbs on which we once walked?
Have they been, like, chopped down
with the rest of the rain forest?
Or do we have, like, n o t h i n g  t o  s a y?
Has society become so, like, totally...
I mean absolutely... You know?
That we've just gotten to the point where it's just, like...
whatever!

And so actually our disarticulation... ness
is just a clever sort of... thing
to disguise the fact that we've become
the most aggressively inarticulate generation
to come along since...
you know, A LONG, LONG TIME AGO!

I ENTREAT you, I IMPLORE you, I EXHORT you,
I CHALLENGE you: To speak with CONVICTION.
TO  SAY  WHAT  YOU  BELIEVE  IN  A  MANNER  THAT  BESPEAKS 
THE  DETERMINATION  WITH  WHICH  YOU  BELIEVE  IT.
Because contrary to the wisdom of the bumper sticker,
it is not enough to simply question authority.
You have to speak with it, too.

This poem inspires me, and I hope it inspires you too. Please, read this, and understand what it means. What it's saying about our generation, about the way we are. This is one of my more serious posts, but it's very important. I have adored this poem since the day, not to long ago, when we watched a video of this being read in ELA.
I'll write more soon. :)
Stay Beautiful,
Abbie <3

Meaning of my Blog-Name and Staying Positive :)

So grateful for nearly 30 page-views! I'm glad to see people like my blog so far!

Anyways, I figure since I'm starting to get a nice little audience, I should tell you what my blog's name (Life in the "Out-Crowd") actually means.
Ok, so you know how in every high-school/middle-school show EVER, there are cliques? Well, It's like that in the Real-World, too! There's your Jocks, Band Nerds, Techies, Geeks, Popular kids, etc.

Well, the one that isn't mentioned much is the "Out-Crowd". That's the group that never fits into one of the MAIN groups. (Not that it bothers us) The "Out-Crowd" has their own fun, without really caring about school labels. They wear what they like, not what others demand, and they don't stress about cute boys, what shoes, or how to fix their hair. They worry/wonder about things that matter, and don't stress if people don't like them...
I AM AN OUT-CROWDER.
I never CHOSE to be an "Outsider" it just kinda, happened. In 6th grade, one MeanGirl got at least 50 others to despise me, even though I'd done nothing wrong. But you didn't come here to hear my Sob-Stories, so I'll tell them some other time, in a different post. :)
Anyways, why don't I tell you something you WANT to hear. Leave your questions for me in the comments, and I'll answer them there or on the next post, depending on the question. Also, I'll make an effort to put out at LEAST 1 post a day, If not more. Well, gotta go get ready, I'm shadowing my Nana today at her Nursing job, since I want to be a Research Doctor someday, along with other things. (See post 1!) Bye, Lovelies!
Stay Beautiful,
Abbie <3

About Me :)

Hey, so, the name's Abbie. :) I'm 14, and I dream of someday being a Singer/Blogger/Writer/Actress/Ballerina. I know, a bit much, right? Well, what can I say? I have big dreams.
On this blog, I'll rate movies, books, songs, and give advice to others out there in the world. I'll share my bullying stories, along with other life experiences. I want to have a fun, blog that also covers serious things, without bumming people down. So please, leave comments, tell your friends, and enjoy. :) Also, if you have ANY questions, leave a comment, or email me directly at abbie.punkprincess@yahoo.com.
Abbie <3