oh wait.. we're supposed to be the mature ones..

I honestly feel like the issue isn’t being handled in the way that it should be. It’s clear that there are some problems present within our group and the fact that no one aside from me and Ashley are addressing is stupid. My group obviously feels like we are being pushed aside and ignored, whether or not that was the intention doesn’t matter because the fact remains that we are not happy. Yes our idea was undeveloped and yes we didn’t exactly know how to explain it and given some time we would've gladly come up with something to show but our ideas were shot down and it can be said that they weren't shot down a thousand times over but that still wont make it true. I would've been fine just listening to everything but as I looked around I watched some of the others completely disregarded and disrespect the conversation we were having, they were talking, they were on the computer looking at dresses, they were texting.....aren’t we supposed to set an example for the other grades?  Aren’t we supposed to be the mature ones? I'm not trying to make the other groups bad or wrong they are just as entitled to their opinion as anyone else is and it's just as much their project as it is mine.... but you know its a problem when someone as strong as Ashley to start crying. After I left I called her to make sure she was okay, I listened to the pain in her voice and I was awestruck by the fact that she had been pushed this far. She also explained how one of the other seniors  came up to her later on and said that her ideas were of no benefit to the group. I'm all for trying to make this project  something  amazing... but there are some major obstacles we're gonna need to get over first.

Life is.... strange

I've begun to notice that the world works in very mysterious ways.  Like I've shared several times in class what I want to do as a career is become a chorus teacher my family happens to have a different view. they want me to become a scientist. Why a scientist? i have absolutely no idea but their hearts are set on it.  I lik the sciences but not enough to spend the rest of my life with them. I love music so much and it's gotten to the point where I've been pushed to tears by the screaming my father and I have done, I'm surprised Caitlin hasn't heard it from down the block. I love my father very very much but its really difficult to remain calm when your dreams are being shattered like sugar glass in a Michael Bay film. he says that he doesnt want me to get out of college and not be able to find a job and i understand that... but isnt that something i should face on my own. One of the parts of the STAC code is Bold Optimism... how can someone have bold optimism without risks?