A Little Different

“If you’re lucky enough to be different, don’t ever change.”

-Taylor Swift

I tend to dance to the beat of a different drum when it comes to life, mostly in subtle ways. I’m okay with feeling different from the people around me, whether it’s my Vans versus their Keds, my paying attention in class versus their sleeping, or the words I say versus theirs. Differences are one of the main things I have noticed since my switch to public school.

One of those “differences” led to a bit of frustration today. I was trying to find an article for chemistry class. Simple, right? Well, if you’re looking for any old article, it is. I, however, had to go through, like, five articles (that I accidentally printed before reading) before I found one that did not support evolutionary beliefs. Thankfully, I was able to find an article that didn’t counter my faith before the bell. Protecting what are the most important things to you can be difficult, especially when someone is waving a water bottle in your face and telling you just how badly they need to visit the bathroom while you’re trying to do it (and I don’t even really know him).

This had me thinking, though, about the way Christians are supposed to be visibly different form the rest of the world. A fellow Christian in my Spanish class was once explaining to another student that he brings his Bible in his backpack everyday simply because he can. Hearing that made me think, “And why shouldn’t we?” So, I have started carrying my Bible in my backpack because I can. It’s just one of the ways I can remind myself that we are to be “in this world and not of it”.

I think that “different” is something we should actually strive to be. I try to do this by working with integrity, not just giving up or copying someone else’s answers (which I actually see people doing way too often!). I pray before I eat. I dress in a way that is respectable. I follow the rules.  It’s simple, and I wonder why more people my age don’t try. I find” staying away from what is evil and clinging to what is good” to be freeing, actually. 

So, I say that being “different” is a good thing. Why would I change for anyone?

Stay strong and fearless,

Kristen

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Quite the Character

     I feel like a character.

     I began reading a new book yesterday. Ten Miles Past Normal isn’t a very interesting or even a very well-written book (how it got on the ‘best teen reads’ list, I have no clue). However, the aspect that made me read it so intently was the parallels between the life of the main character Janie and my own life. Like me on A days, she had B lunch, while all of her friends were in A lunch. We both spend that time in the library. She was learning to play the bass, kind of like I’m learning to play the guitar (main difference- she was good at it, I am not). She, too, is quiet and socially awkward. So, Janie is a typical book character. I am like Janie. Conclusion- I am a character.

     This is far from the first time I have compared myself or my life to a character. Maybe it comes from an unaverage amount of reading, or maybe it comes from contemplating the idea of being like a character too much, but, still I could compile an entire list of the characters I feel I resemble. And so I will.

     First up, in English class, I am (though I try with all my might not to be!) Harry Potter‘s Hermione Granger. Like Hermione, I know most of the answers in my English class. Granted, I don’t bounce up and down when I raise my hand like she did, but I still feel like that irritating know-it-all at times! Seriously, I’m the kid who when the teacher says, “You all did terribly on this test, except we had one perfect score,” is that one perfect score (really, there was a Twizzler stapled to my test and everything!). But I wouldn’t mind mirroring Hermione’s finer qualities, though. Her intelligence, mixed with courage, carried her far in life and helped win the battles against the evil Voldemort. I hope that I can use intelligence and bravery to one day help the world.  We have that messy hair thing in common, though, too.

     Next is Brick from the ABC sitcom The Middle. He’s a little boy with a big appetite for reading. While I was reading today, I laughed to myself, picturing Brick holding up his “just a second” finger when someone bothers his reading time. Maybe I’ll have to pull that trick next time I’m bothered in the library 🙂

     Finally, I am Quinn from Nickelodeon’s Zoey 101. She had little nerdy glasses, much like my own. I see her sometimes when I look into the mirror. Also like Quinn, I’m just a little off-beat. But thankfully, I’m not running around all the time trying to “invent” banana-apple trees or “Loganator” robots. Hey, maybe I should try!

     So, yes, basically, in my life that plays out like a movie, I am quite a character. I have my quirks, I have my flaws, but I’ll also have my happy ending. I can’t wait to see how the entire story plays out, because it will end up sweet than fiction, right?  🙂

Stay strong and fearless,

Kristen

     

Sweeter Than Fiction

“There you’ll stand, ten feet tall,

I’ll say I knew it all along.

Your eyes are wider than distance,

This life is sweeter than fiction.”

– “Sweeter Than Fiction” by Taylor Swift

     I may have noted before the deep affinity I have for reading. So, you can imagine how the thought of life being considered “sweeter than fiction” would appeal to me. It’s a phrase that’s been on my mind since yesterday morning when I downloaded the new Taylor Swift song by the same name (And let me tell you, it was quite a good way to start off my week 🙂 ). One of my favorite lines says, “Now in this perfect weather, it’s like we don’t remember the rain we thought would last forever and ever.” I smile when I hear that line, because I love the realization that the “rain” doesn’t last forever, and life is always brighter after the storm. That’s when the rainbows come out, right?

      I think that I’ve seen a lot more rainbows this year. Not just because it rains more in this region of the country, but because I’m so happy. If you had asked me back in August, I would have only been able to tell you that I was terrified about starting all over again (again!) at a brand-new school. But now, I’m happy to say I know I made the right choice. 🙂

     Today is the last day of the nine weeks, meaning grades will come out and I have survived my first quarter of public high school! <insert applause here> Wow….

     So, what can I say? It’s good. Other than being pre-distracted by the fact that my favorite band Heffron Drive is FINALLY going on an American tour and tickets are on sale and really really wanting to go (to the point where I accidentally threw papers at my geometry teacher! 🙂 ), I’m doing well. When my sister and I received our quarter grades of 100 in geometry yesterday, several of our classmates chorused astonishment, like we had done the impossible (just mentioning, we had Algebra II last year, which I think is making geometry easier since we went over the basics, and our Algebra I class was really good about the constructions and graphing!!). I’ve finished reading my library book, and so I’ll get a new one sometime tomorrow (ahh, the things that excite us nerds!). And, to top it all off, I actually did well on my guitar proficiency today!

     Speaking of guitar class, have I mentioned before that I’m basically the resident pick-dealer? Whenever someone needs to borrow a pick, they come to me, for I own a plethora of guitar picks for some odd reason. So, like usual, I’d lent out a few today, and I had one non-decorative pick left. Well, I lost it. And, right as I realized that I had lost it, the teacher asks the class, “Does anyone have a pick I can borrow?” All eyes turned to me. My name was said. I hesitantly selected what I hoped would be the least strange pick to lend him, choosing a Taylor Swift pick with the RED album cover art on it. (Hey, it was either that or one of my Big Time Rush two, and nobody touches my Kendall Schmidt pick! 🙂 ). I brought it up to him, apologizing for the kind of pick it was. He only thanked me. And then, literally right after he returned my Taylor pick, I found the Fender one I’d lost. That’s the trouble with Swifties…

  

     So, in a nutshell, as these first nine weeks wind down,  I am “happy, free, confused, and lonely in the best way” (another T. Swift quote, from “22”). But, yeah, it’s good. I think I like where I’m at in life, and where I’m headed. It can only go up from here. And one day…

“There you’ll stand, next to me,

All at once, the rest is history.

Your eyes, wider than distance,

This life is sweeter than fiction!”

– “Sweeter Than Fiction” by Taylor Swift

    And with a life sweeter than fiction, any lemons it throws my way will be turned into some pretty tasty lemonade 🙂

Stay strong and fearless,

Kristen

 

 

Who You Are

     Over the past week, I have been asked if I was a twin, telepathic, and Jewish. Only one of these, of course, is true for me (As for the other two, it was a twin-telephatic joke, and I was the only person in my Spanish class who knew the word for “bar mitzvah”.). Things like that have got me thinking- “who are you, really?” 

      To some, such as the security guards in the cafeteria, I am the girl who brings a jar of Nutella everyday for lunch. To others, I’m the person who spends way too much time in the library (what can I say? I have a very bad book habit 🙂 ). In my guitar class, I’m the girl who loves Taylor Swift and always has an extra pick you can borrow. I’ve been, “WOAH! Are you twins?!” quite a lot this year. In English class, I have to try not to be Hermione Granger ( if you don’t get it- a literary figure who “knew it all” and was constantly raising her hand to answer every question the teacher asked).

     There are things I strive to be, like a straight-A student and finished with all the standardized tests they make me take. There are also things I don’t want to be, like late for class or the bus, or hacked on Twitter, like yesterday 😛 Then, there are the things I’d like to be, like a  National Merit scholar, that probably won’t happen. For now, I’m just glad to be done with the PSATs for, like, ever!

     During my time in the library today, I decided to get a head start on something interesting- a contest to win a Kindle Fire tablet, which would do wonders for my book habit! All I have to do is read ten of the sixteen “teen read” books and take the AR tests on them, by spring. Ten books in six or seven months? Easy! So, I chose my first book today. The Latte Rebellion is a story about identity and standing up for who you are. I’m barely into it yet, but I have a feeling it is going to be good 🙂

     High school is generally where you do a lot of “discovering who you are.” You try new things, meet different people, decide what you want to do with your life… I’m far from having it all figured out, but, so far, I think I like what I’m finding. 

     I believe that staying true to who you are is one of the most important things you can do. 

“I am a flamingo in a flock of pigeons”

     -Confessions of A Teenage Drama Queen

     I don’t know about you, but I’d rather stay the flamingo than try to be a pigeon any day.

Stay strong and fearless,

Kristen

Can’t Think Of A Proper Title

     The last few minutes of Friday describes last week in a nutshell. I went to tutoring for the test I would be required to take this week, but I had already finished my online practice things for it a few days before. So, I got permission to go to my class. I went across the street to the elementary school. I finished the work for my teacher early and was alone in the room. Since I still had a few minutes, or so I thought, I entertained myself for a while before I left. According to the clock, I was fine.

     But the clock was wrong. I looked across the road at the high school and saw people pouring out. I fastwalked over as quickly as I could. When I finally got there, my bus was  nowhere to be found! I asked a security guard, and he pointed me towards the very back of the busline. Once I got to my bus, there was a line to get in, because we were being checked in by our substitute bus driver. I had made it just in time! 🙂

   Yesterday, Monday, test day… I had to report to a certain computer lab first thing yesterday morning for a required reading test make-up (because I didn’t take it in tenth grade). Like I expected, it was relatively easy, and I was finished before first period was even over. So, I got permission to return to my first period class, guitar. But of course, I hadn’t brought Earl that day because the test was supposed to take three hours.

     As I was walking in, I was just hoping I hadn’t missed much. But just my luck, they were talking about the test we’ll have tomorrow. Thankfully, my friends are good to me, and after he had finished talking they explained to me what they’d done. I was lent a book and a guitar, and I was able to practice. Exciting thing- one of the chords we’re learning this week is the last one I need to be able to play one of my current favorite songs- “I Want Crazy” by Hunter Hayes. 🙂

     After we cleaned up, I realized I was so hungry. I remembered my lunch plan- in my purse is a jar of Nutella and a bag of crackers. Yum… I sat by the door of the bandroom (where we are allowed to have food, away from the carpet!) and opened up my Nutella and ate my crackers. One of my friends came running over and asked if she could have some of it. She was so excited when I gave it to her that she was practically dancing. 🙂 

     I had the second half of that test today, and I am so relieved to just be able to finally wipe my hands of it. I thought I was done with tests, but just one more- PSAT next week. 😛 At least my schedule can go back to normal, though!

     I may have mentioned before that my geometry class is mostly comprised of freshman. Freshman can be really fun or really tiring. Last Friday we had a practice lockdown, and the teacher had all 25 of us hide in her large closet. To keep us quiet, she passed out lollipops. In a dark closet full of freshman eating a grape lollipop (yes, I am one of the strange people who actually like the grape ones)- definitely not how I’d expected to spend my Friday morning!

     Geometry today was insanity again. The teacher’s plans  and lesson had been erased by her computer, so she gave us a study hall day. For most people, that meant sitting on desks and talking or rolling around in the wheeled stool. But it was better than cutting and gluing for our “interactive notebooks” any day!

     But the highlight of my day is definitely having no homework (not including studying!). For me, that means I finally have time to do the things I want to do, like watch “Boy Meets World” and blog. 🙂

     Tomorrow’s a brand new day, and afterschool Bible study! Hopefully, my sister and I can find our way to the right pickup spot this time, not the middle of town or the short bus stop!

Stay strong and fearless,

Kristen