Kemp makes fun of me ALL the time for using Wattpad (even though he read an article about someone who got published because of Wattpad), but really, what's so wrong with Wattpad? What's so wrong with writing a story, poem, anything? Wattpad is a great place to go and share your thoughts. I like Wattpad mostly to read other peoples things. I've read 9 stories already and they're good quality stories. They aren't novel length so they're easy to read on a phone or on a boring night. 
Wattpad is awesome and I don't understand why Kemp doesn't think it's legit. Even when 12 million people are reading just one story.

Promposal's! Those are the cutest things!! Girls like pormposal's, we like when guys ask us on dates, we like mushy romantic things!
Speaking as a girl, nothing melts a girl's heart like guys planning and taking time to do something cute and romantic! Mr. Kemp could not be more wrong when he says girls don't like cute things.
No, not all girls are like this, but most girls go NUTS over that kind of stuff!
But most girls who say they don't like romantic things, well they sit on a throne of lies.
Being asked out on a date (on an actual date, not just "hai, wanna b mi gf?") cutest thing I've ever seen! (not experienced, but seen)
Basically, the bigger show it is, the more likely she is to say yes. She wants a show. 

For the past couple days I've been doing some interviews and filming for my summative video (on mental health) and it's extremely surprising to find how many people have struggled with depression and/or other mental illnesses. Some statistics I found were that 20% of Canadians personally experience mental illness. That may not sound like that much (most people I interviewed thought it would be more like 50%) but when you think about it, that's 6 896 000 people! Six million eight hundred and ninety-six thousand people who struggle with mental health. 24% of deaths are due to suicide, just for people aged 15-24 years old. 8 275 200 teenagers die by suicide. Gone, never to see another day, never to laugh again, and they'll 100% never get to see things get better. 

Why is there not more attention to this? Not to suicide, because when someone dies by suicide, schools and media are all over that. But to mental health? Why don't we do more to bring attention to mental health? Mental illness indirectly affects all Canadians at some time through a family member, friend, or colleague. So why are we not doing more to prevent suicide? Why are we not doing more to help each other?


Signs: http://www.helpguide.org/mental/depression_signs_types_diagnosis_treatment.htm 
Help hotline: http://www.suicidehotlines.com/canada.html 

I've been doing a lot of self-reflection lately and I've come to the conclusion of why I'm so shy. I have a crippling fear of rejection. You might say, "How does that make you shy?" It's pretty obvious though... My fear prevents me from meeting anyone new, saying anything that might be controversial, putting myself out there in any way. Stage fright? I'm terrified they won't like me. Single? I'm worried no one could love me. Scared? I've been shot down to many times to ever try again.
This is just me. I don't think I'll ever be able to get over the fear of rejection. I don't think I'll ever be able to put myself out there as much as other people do. 

I'd like to start this post off by saying a very Happy Mother's Day to all those awesome moms out there!
My mom's awesome and I'm not going to pretend like I don't love her. It's hard to explain why my mom is so awesome, and obviously I fight with her sometimes, but what kind of teenage daughter would I be if I didn't?
Like I said before, it's hard to explain all the reasons why my mom is so awesome, but one of the reasons why she's the best is because she's such a great role model. She never gave up on her dream. And by "never gave up", I mean never gave up! She literally just finished going back through university to become a midwife, something I remember her wanting to be since.... well, as far back as I can remember. She also just got a position at Cambridge Midwives, and that's pretty awesome if you ask me.
My mom has proved to me that no matter how long it takes, your dreams can be achieved. This sounds so cliche, but it's true! I've witnessed first hand someone who knew what they wanted and refused to give up on it. And guess what? It paid off, big time!
Next time I'm in a fight with my mom (I'm almost 16, of course there will be a next fight!) I'll never tell her she's a bad mom, because she isn't!
My mom is awesome and I love her.

This years House of Commons was actually so horrible. First of all, none of the class was listening to me (as I am the speaker of the house) and I was put on the spot in such an awful way. Me, being the extremely shy person that I am, was put on the spot to be the deciding vote on quite a few pretty large bills and I ended up having an anxiety attack after a couple students in this class said some pretty.... less than nice things to me while I was trying to make my decision.
Again, the dictatorship bill got turned down and a non-confidence vote was issued. Nathan is no longer Prime Minister.
I no longer want to be in the government, having the very tiny amount of self-esteem that I have, I cannot deal AT ALL with the entire class telling me how much I "suck". That was just ridiculous.

One of my first few blog posts was me ranting (like most of my blogs) about rude people on the bus, and I found a meme picture that just fit so perfectly. It describes the people on my bus so perfectly.

Generally I'm the kind of person that won't ever speak up if something is bothering me, but that doesn't mean nothing bothers me. Actually, a lot of things bother me. So I've decided to make a list of some of the things that bother me the most.

1. People who continue to do something after I've asked them to stop. Honestly, it's not funny it's annoying.
2. Being ignored.
3. PDA on the bus or in the hallways.
4. People who chew gum like cows.
5. When people retweet fake celebrity accounts on twitter. They're not real and retweeting them won't get you a follow from the real account!
6. When the TV guide says something awesome is going to be on but then it isn't... DON'T LIE TO ME!
7. Being really excited to eat something you left in the fridge only to find out someone else ate it.
8. People who sing along to musicals louder than the actual characters.
9. YOLO.
10. Movies with extremely loud music and quiet dialogue.
11. Loud chewing.
12. People who listen to weird music, out loud, in public.
13. When my earphones get tangled after being in my pockets for not even 5 minutes.
14. People who have no regard for everyone else in movie theaters. (ie. talking on their phone, talking very loud to the people they're with, laughing/screaming/crying way louder than necessary)
15. Slow walkers in crowded places.
16. The duck face.

Do you ever get that feeling right between your chest and your throat? Like it's being squeezed just a little too tight. Or it's closing up, but not all the way.

Sometimes I get that feeling and I know what the feeling means. It means I just need to cry.

Life is like a puzzle, but all the pieces look way too similar and you can't find any of the edge pieces. No it doesn't always mean you're sad, or depressed, or angry. It just happens.

Today is one of those days where I want to curl up in a ball and watch movies all day. But I can't. I have to find all the pieces that match together. I have to put the puzzle that is life in order.

No matter how much I don't want to get dressed or how much I don't want to do my homework, I have to. That's just the way it is.

When I've finished what I need to do, then I can lay about and watch a cry-worthy movie. Maybe tonight after I've finished all my chores I'll put on my pajamas and watch Cyberbully or Raise Your Voice (two of my "need-a-good-cry" movies).

Sometimes, no matter how strong you are, you just need a good cry. For no good reason you just need to wrap yourself up in a blanket with popcorn and watch a movie that will just rip out your heart and hand it to you because hey, we're all human and we all just need to cry sometimes.

The other day in class, Mr. Kemp asked us if we knew what our long term goals were. Most people were saying like "Get an 80%" or "Get my story published." But the only thing that came into my head when he asked us wasn't for school, it was much more long-term than that. My thoughts immediately went to what I want for my life.

Most teenagers want an exciting and adventurous job. Not me. Some kids would say they want to be a firefighter, a police officer, an astronaut, or a lawyer. Interesting jobs like that.

Most people would say what I want to do with my life is plain, maybe even boring. I really don't think it is. You see, I want to open my own bakery.

As you can see with the pictures I've put with this post, I like to make some pretty intricate thing. And yes, I did make both of the things in the pictures.

Quite a few people have doubted me when I said that I wanted to go to culinary school and take business classes. Even my mother asked me if I'm sure that's really what I want to do with my life and that maybe I should look up what the pay is.

Honestly I don't care what the pay is. My cousin and I both want to be pastry chefs so her and I were planning on doing this together. Some people out there might think that I haven't put very much thought into this, when in actuality I've put a lot of thought into this. Enough thought that my entire high school electives for grades 11 and 12 are revolving around my dream.

Financial accounting for both years, intro to entrepreneurship, I've taken or am taking all the foods courses available, I've spent countless amounts of time looking up different Universities in Canada that offer culinary programs and I've even decided I want to go to Niagara University.

So although some people may say my dream is boring or even silly, it's what I want to do with my life. No matter what anyone says I've chose my dream and I'm sticking to it.