Natural beauty not enough?

I’m starting to notice that I’m being affected and commercialized to the fancy world of being flawless and fake beauty. Other people around me sure have, too. There are perhaps five out of every fifty girls at the high school who don’t wear the least bit of make up.

But why? Is it because we’re too scared to let other people be more beautiful then us, that we women are constantly competing against each other behind the façade of friendly smiles and laughter? That maybe we need to be beautiful for others to accept us, to not judge us and think, “Wow, she’s ugly.”

But that’s the thing, though. People are too scared by other people’s opinions, and women don’t think highly of themselves enough. That’s why we put on a face load of foundation, blush, mascara, lip gloss, and eyeliner. Maybe less, maybe more. The point still is is that women need to be able to look in the mirror and say, “I am beautiful” without makeup.

 

I mean, even little girls are wearing makeup.

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And the worst part about it is that makeup companies thrive on a woman’s low self esteem and her desire for perfection. On television, they show the most glamorous women that every woman would like to be able to mimic, and teenagers are sitting there and thinking on how they must be like them.  I wish that people didn’t give in to these glossy advertisements, so that these companies could go away forever and ever like the antagonists in your fairy tale stories and people would be much better off. Happily ever after. The end.

I wish women, myself included, could develop the confidence and go around and act like they know they’re all that and a bag of chips. Because in reality, the ugliest person can get the prettiest girl or guy because of the way the act. Confidence is like makeup, but it’s completely real and you show off the real you.

And soon, you’ll be dressing the way you want to dress, because it makes yourself feel good, not because other people want you to wear it. You can go around without makeup and be more lovely then the supermodel on screen, who really has the worst self esteem you could ever imagine.

I encourage women everywhere to have one week, just one, where they don’t wear makeup. In that one week, they look in the mirror and say, “Daaang I look good today!” They walk with a confident stride and a smile that’s uplifting and encouraging. And by the end of that week, if you really act like you’re confident, you will become confident.

That’s my challenge, and I dare you to try to be successful.

Problems with girls’ self esteem?

Girls, at such young ages, crave attention. Whether they will openly admit it or not, or even if they claim not to be that way, all girls would like just to be appreciated and viewed in a positive light. When they do not get the attention they want so desperately, though, they’ll do the most outrageous things.

Nine times out of ten, girls will do whatever they can do to get attention out of boys. Most of them wear a lot of makeup and do their hair a certain way, or pick out a revealing outfit to make themselves look more appealing. However, some girls will go along these lines, as well as starve themselves to get the body they want so that it will attract the opposite sex. They will also have no problems with sending naked photos, or go past certain physical boundaries that shouldn’t be crossed until marriage.

Girls will become bulimic, anorexic, or look like a prostitute….just for the attention of someone else?

This makes me question greatly about why and how girls’ self esteem are just so low that they can’t muster up dignity for themselves. I mean, it’s because of their self esteem that they would do certain things, which leads to pregnancies or getting STD’s, and a whole lot more.

The most likely reason is because of how they were raised. Some parents don’t enforce certain limits because they want to be the “cool” parents. Some parents just hang around their child as if they were just best friends and don’t really teach their daughter(s) anything. Some just don’t care.

If parents were to actively engage their child’s life and set expectations and rules, then the girl probably wouldn’t dress like a slut, or become bulimic. If a parent were to constantly remind her that she is special, beautiful, and talented, then maybe she would somehow deep inside begin to believe that too.

Not only that, but the media is pressuring girls to do these things. You see women having sex with men they just met, and in the view of the males, that woman they’re sleeping with is sexy, the very thing these girls want to be, which also sparks another concern. These girls are 13-17, they shouldn’t be trying to be sexy at all in the first place.

Maybe if kids didn’t make fun of girls for not looking old enough, or being too short, or having weird hair, or not dressing right, then we could actually have a community of young women who are primarily viewed based on their intelligence and attitude. Not a bunch of girls who try so desperately to become women and are using the wrong resources to reach that goal. Not a community of young women who are viewed only on their looks.

It saddens me to walk through the halls of high school, and even through middle school, to see probably very smart, talented, beautiful girls act and dress the way they do.

Award Shows= MAJOR Disappointment

I watched the Teen Choice Awards on Fox last night, and I’m really kind of disappointed.

Here are the nominees for Choice Music: Male Artist.

• Jason Derulo
• Bruno Mars
• Cee Lo Green
• Enrique Iglesias
• Justin Bieber

We all know where this is going.

Yes, Justin Bieber won, based on his fan base of squealing girls who’d rather make out and do other things with him that aren’t age appropriate instead of listen to his music. And that’s the ONLY reason he won. I mean, you have Bruno Mars, who has one of the most beautiful voices in the world, which is so raw and powerful in live performances, and he didn’t win? Or what about Cee Lo, who is just so unique with his music AND with his voice? You’ve never heard anything like him, yet you award someone who is clearly unoriginal? And what about Enrique!?

I’m upset he changed his music style and his lyrics, but if you base your opinion on him on his older music, he’s sensational. People would rather go with “Baby”, a song that repeats the same three words over and over again, rather then “Hero”, which was an anthem in time of need during 9/11.

He also won for being a ‘hottie’ and for villain in CSI, when really he was just in one episode and didn’t really deserve that either.

 

Then we had Choice Music: Female Artist.

• Adele
• Lady Gaga
• Katy Perry
• Rihanna
• Taylor Swift

Yeah, she has a good voice and she’s really pretty, but her music is pretty much the same time and time again. In my opinion, Adele deserved this more then any other artist on there. She’s new, she has power in her voice, and isn’t auto tuned or fake like some of the artists up on there. If you listen to her songs, for example, “Someone Like You” or “Daydreamer”, you hear the emotion so clearly- the sweetness in “Daydreamer” and the pain in “Someone Like You”-and you can imagine the story she’s trying to tell you. Each one of her songs is brilliant. I mean, she even lost for break up song, “Rolling in the Deep.”

Taylor Swift won that too, by the way, for “Back to December.” (I’m also upset by that category because, “F*** You” by Cee Lo Green deserved to win.)

It’s okay, you won in my opinion.

Then there was music group.

• Far East Movement
• Selena Gomez and “The Scene”
• Black Eyed Peas
• Glee Cast
• The Script

And of course…

I mean, I guess dating Justin Bieber has its perks, right?

She is HORRIBLE live, and really, she should just stick to acting because she doesn’t have the power in voice nor does she have the qualifications to be a popular singer. She pretty much won because everyone loves her in “Wizards of Waverly Place” and the ‘hottie’ she’s dating.

Really, and I would hope that everyone would agree with me when I say that The Script clearly deserved to win the award. Their songs actually have meaning and they worked so hard to get where they are. I mean, all of them, especially Far East Movement, are just a bunch of auto-tuned groups who have no true singing ability.

Her single, “Who Says” also won over “Born This Way”, a song sung by a person that actually means what she sings and isn’t just singing it to be popular.

She also won for love song, “Love You Like A Love Song”, over “Just the Way You Are”, a song that told you you were beautiful and that you don’t need to change, and put the definition of ‘love’ in ‘love song’.

 

And I would tell you guys who won in the Rock category, but apparently the night was just about the auto tuned group who have no talents so I guess it’s not even that important to mention? The awards show was terrible with being thorough, whether that was based on time or they didn’t feel like giving credit to the people who won because more teens are interested in pop, I don’t know.

 

And the disappointment continues with Choice TV Show: Drama.

• Gossip Girl
• Bones
• House
• Make It or Break It
• The Secret Life of the American Teenager

Can anybody guess?

And the winner is…..!

No, it’s not Bones or House, the only two shows to deserve being nominated, but….

Yes, Gossip Girl! A show that should have been cancelled YEARS ago!

I’m not even going to rant about this, it should be pretty obvious why this show should have lost.

 

So, let’s move on to Choice TV Show: Drama. I mean, there shouldn’t be anymore disappointment should there, should it?

• The Vampire Diaries
• Fringe
• Smallville
• Supernatural
• Teen Wolf

And who wins, you dare ask? Well…

…The Vampire Diaries, of course! We all know how teens just love anything that has vampires in it.

Of course, if any of you have seen Fringe, Smallville, or Supernatural, you would be just as upset as I was to see this show win over them. Not Teen Wolf because really, it’s just like The Vampire Diaries, except it’s in werewolf style.

 

I am happy to say that Harry Potter won over Twilight, and it DID receive a farewell at the end of the show, so that made me pretty happy. Harry Potter is genius, and Twilight just sucks. Nothing more to say.

Plus Ellen DeGeneres won for comedian, which also made me happy! She’s just awesome ^^

 

But for everything else, just disappointment.

Award shows are like drugs. It’s going to feel good for part of it and the rest just makes you feel bad, and you know you probably shouldn’t watch, but you can’t help it.

Be Original, Creative, and Brilliant…No Pressure Here.

I don’t believe I’ve told you all, but I’m planning to become a novelist.

This aspiration comes with many obligations. Your work has to be original, because if you’re just messing around with someone’s idea and twisting it into your own little story, it’s not going to get published. You have to be creative. (Duh.) You’re idea must come from your very own inspiration, and molded and twisted with beautiful descriptions and a story plot that will wow you’re audience and make them begging for more. You’re book must be all this, along with brilliant, if you hope to get published and have a chance at hitting The New York Times Bestseller List.

Yeah…I can do this. Maybe…

First, all I need is an original, creative, and brilliant idea. A book about vampires is definitely out. Publishers already have too many books that either revolve around some Stephanie Meyer fantasy or something around a Steven King playoff that isn’t as nearly as good but they tried their best to make it halfway decent. Or they have too many on teenager vampires, or a vampire school, or the whole book revolving around finding out that their true love is a vampire, or a vampire café, (seriously, there is a book about that!) or something about vampires. Point is, vampires are out.

And no wizards either. JK Rowling beat me at that years ago.

Angels? Nah.

Werewolves? Nada.

Mermaids? Definitely not.  (I don’t think some rendition of The Little Mermaid would suit my young adult based audience…)

So what to do?

There’s already been books on fairies, and Death, and dragons, and this and that, and whatnot.

I mean, I could do some sort of romance where a mythical creature falls in love with a human and they live happily ever after, and it might be popular, but then I’d loose my dignity as a serious writer. And plus, teenagers’ hormones are already raging so much that I wouldn’t be doing a good thing if I were to give them a story about a love that will never happen, which leads them to be inevitably unhappy with their love life.

I could do an action novel, but I suck at action descriptions.

I could just do poetry, but I’m not that great of a poet. And people would just look at it and say, “Well, it’s not that bad, seeing as she’s just fourteen.” To be honest, that’s not the kind of publicity I want for my work. ‘It’s not that bad.’

Which is another reason I’m writing this blog. To help me figure out what I want to do with my writing. I have no idea how I’m supposed to do that, I’m just kind of hoping that if I write down my thoughts a lot then it will just miraculously come to me.

 

And so the girl continued to sit at the computer screen, waiting for all her answers to come to her…

Sweet Revelation…Or Maybe Not So Sweet…

Have you ever just sat down somewhere, anywhere, and kind of reflected on your life?

I’ve been doing that a lot lately. The nonjudgmental silence and the peaceful atmosphere just envelop around me and my mind drifts off unto subjects I normally wouldn’t even bother thinking about. These subjects primarily focus on the outcome of my future, and if I’m doing enough to make sure that that outcome is the best it can possibly be.

I won’t lie. I’m stressed and terribly pessimistic all the time lately. I’m about to become a Freshman, which makes me realize I only have four years until college. My grades have always been just average, and the fact that I’m incredibly lazy just increases my worries about high school, which in return, adds more stress. College, unfortunately, isn’t nominal when it comes to price, and seeing as the economy sucks and my family is bourgeois, I feel it is entirely compulsory to obtain a scholarship from a highly respected education system. That way I can get a high paying job and assist with my sisters’ education, help my parents’ pay off some bills, buy a house and maybe be able to settle down without having to worry if I’m going to make it or not in this world.

Even more stress.

And this is what I do all the time. Worry, worry, worry. But I’m only fourteen, should I be worrying all the time? I mean, shouldn’t this be a time to not be entirely focused on adulthood and the real world, and be more involved in enjoying my time here, because it won’t last? Shouldn’t I make as many mistakes as possible and have a killer social life and find self identity rather then endlessly trying to be perfect and constantly cycling over what I want to do with my life?

You know, have a little fun? Just maybe? 

Also, when I reflect, I like to tell myself that it will all figure itself out in the end. Because that’s a common thing to do when ennui has set in and you’re mind is too perplexed with the situation at hand to figure out a solution.

And hopefully it will. All this stress building up is making me break out way too much.

Introduction to the Fantastic and Not So Fantastic Days of Being Fourteen

Hello all!

I’m sure you’re probably thinking, “Why should I be reading a blog written by a fourteen year old?”

Well…I have no idea why. In fact, if you don’t want to read this, then go click on something else. It’ll probably much more fascinating.

Though, for everyone that actually wants to take the time to read something written by me, I’m sure we’ll have a very…interesting ride.

See, middle school is tough. Real tough. You all have been there.

And high school? Oh buddy, I’m dreading it.

Though, perhaps if I write my little heart out to all of you people, even though I have no idea who you are, I can-hopefully-survive the upcoming four years of torture I’m about to experience.

And I expect all of these to happen: Tough teachers, a lot of homework, being picked on, hormones spinning out of control, a lot of acne, a lot of drama, making friends, losing friends, falling in love, falling out of love, break ups, getting back together, being heartbroken, fights, make-ups, difficult tests, and struggling to survive.

Yeah…this should be fun…

So, for all of you that want to join me on this crazy ride, welcome to the fantastic…and not so fantastic….days of being fourteen.