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Heads up from PB

Posted by Pixie Bug on November 23, 2011 at 8:10 PM Comments comments (0)

Hey, hey, hey! It’s me, Pixie Bug, creator of this site. Sorry to intrude on Saphire’s Blog, but I just wanted to let all you faithful readers out there now that I was going to make a little blog of my own, too. I was going to just let Saphire do all the writing because she is so good at it, but then I realized that we both could. She is my role model, and she inspires me. This time, she inspired me to give out some advice of my own. It kind of feels good to let your feelings come out through your words. I really shouldn’t ramble on because this is Saphire’s Blog after all, but I just wanted to give you a heads up. Thanks for reading!

Oh and Saphire, I hope you don’t mind. <

What Makes You Happy?

Posted by Saphire on November 14, 2011 at 7:20 PM Comments comments (1)

I look up at the sky every night and wonder whats up there. 

I love the look of the millions of stars that glisten in the sky like a tons of diamonds that had been thrown into the star by some magical force. Its the only thing that helps me get to sleep and makes me happy. 

What makes you happy? Maybe the splash of paint on a canvas. Or posibly the wonder of the black and white beauty of the words on a paige. Tell me, I want to know.

Be the *Real* You

Posted by Saphire on November 13, 2011 at 8:50 PM Comments comments (0)

Why do we put on acts for other people? 

Thats what i want to know. We act like we are someone else all of the time. And for what? To make other people like us, 

Now isn't that stupid. Isn't that a stupid reason to not be the funny, truthful, amazing people we really are? 

I have an answer for that. Yes. Yes it is. We, as a whole, need to forget what other people might think about us and just BE WHO WE ARE!!! 

I mean come on people. How many times have you caught yourself acting diferently when someone else comes in the room (maybe standing a bit straiter or being quieter). 

And i know that sometimes it can get hard to control that. Maybe its because you like that person in a *special* way. But thats no excuse for throwing the real you out the window. And if that person really liked you back, they would have to like the REAL you.

Writing. . . Try it now, Thank me later.

Posted by Saphire on November 13, 2011 at 7:00 PM Comments comments (2)

I like to write. In fact I wrote that I would like it to be my career in my last post. And that is still true.

Have you ever tried to write something a teacher told you to and had it end up as crap? Well maybe you should try writing something you WANT to write. 

Personally, I believe that everyone has a story in them. Even if they dont particularly know how to word it. 

Try what i do sometimes (maybe when your teacher is being insanely boring  ;) ;). Just put pen to paper and write. You may surprise yourself with what you come up with.

Try it now. . . . Thank me later. :)

What do YOU wanna be?

Posted by Saphire on November 10, 2011 at 3:15 PM Comments comments (8)

What do you wanna be when you grow up?

I know what I want to be. I have three things I want to be able to choose from. An actress. A author. Or an artist. Im good at all of them and I would like to make them my job.

What about you? What do you wanna be when you grow up? 

Boys . . . Aren't they just SO confusing?

Posted by Saphire on November 9, 2011 at 9:30 PM Comments comments (3)

I've been having boy problems. 

When I said that, did you think of a bubly girl with pigtails? Or a dorky girl with glasses and braces?

Truethfully, I'm niether of those. I'm just a normal girl that goes to a normal school and wishes she could be together with the cute, tall, tan boy that (OF COURSE!) already has a girlfriend.

Well, recently that boy had been dumped by his girlfriend. (Who was the normal, popular type that doesnt own anything that isn't pink.) I saw an oportunity to see if we had a chance. Our school had a dance soon, so i decided to ask him out then. Well, I was just too nervouse for that, so i had a friend ask him for me. She came back with her head shaking. And now its all over school that i like him.

Any advise to save me? (And the posibility of he and i getting together?)

Hopeful and Worried,