Dont you dare not dance - Rachelle

I understand why parents would be against grinding. My parents for one are and have made it very well known that they disapprove. I also understand the student bodys argument, partly because I have grinded a few times in my life. My freshman year had the best dances, before the dance policy had interrupted the growing school spirit (which Rock Canyon desperatly needs) This year, less and less people are showing excitement for homecoming week. Half the school hates the theme, the other half loves the theme but would rather party for free then pay to leave the dance. The school officals sent out an email to my parents this weekend, and all the other parents as well. I had to laugh at the irony of some of things. It was stated that they were not promotting a nightclub atmosphere, yet they held prom last year at a nightclub. They wanted to promote good, clean, fun, yet they know the majority of the student body will go to a party thats promoting weed, alchohal, and the end all, grinding. They say not to grind and I ask how else are we supposed to dance. Sure theres ballroom, but theres hardly enough room on the dance floor for something so eleborate, yes I could try to tengo or salsa but they wont be playing that kind of music, sure we could sway our hips side to side but that might be considered sexual. I could try jumping up and down while fist pumping but apperently my feet are not allowed to leave the ground. Am I attending homecoming? Of course, but I also plan on leaving. I am not saying there shouldnt be a dance policy, I am just pointing out the flaws of the current one. Do people need to be whipping out condoms? HELL NO. Do the dance rules need to loosen up a bit and allow the student body to have a homecoming again? HELL YES.
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I am not afraid

For those that dont know, I work at Camp Bow Wow castle rock and i love it! I love working, I love the dogs, and I even love cleaning because I find it oddly relaxing. Last weekend though, I helped break up one of the more minor dog fights that theyve had. It was crazy, everything happened so quickly, one second were putting dogs in there kennels the next second a dog opens the gate and a fight broke out. Because of the quick reaction of my fellow workers none of the dogs were injured, none of the workers were injured, and most importantly we broke it up quick enough that the pack mentality didnt even have one second to set in. The veterans at camp bow wow probably didnt even consider it a fight because of all of the reasons previously stated, but never have I seen a dog for no particular reason attack another dog at random. Maybe in dog world the tension had been mounting up between the two but from an outsiders vantage point it was completely at random. This made me look at how humans judge other cultures and although an outsider they decide to attack. Maybe there was never a build up, a simple desire to be alpha...this can even be seen throughout history when Europe decided to settle in America and attacked the settlers to todays world when people fight wars and eachother because of the color of their skin or they god they choose to worship. The fight indirectly brought me to a simple question: Who am I to judge another? Who am I to tell people that their god (or lack of god) is wrong? Who am I to tell someone I am better than them because the color of my skin or the neighborhood I come from?
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Rachelle Art

So this weekend I went to a street market/farmers market and I met this super cool artist lady name Rachelle. She had these wicked awesome quotes that she created and the drawings were adorable. I am pretty much obsessed now. So, I decided that every week I am going to pick one of her quotes that match how my week has been and put it somewhere in my post. I guess you could say wow, thats way to lame, but I dont know, I think it might help me learn to express myself or itll help keep me optimistic (did you know that optimistic people live longer then pesstimists? Its proven!) or maybe itll just get me through high school. "Sometimes she cries and has big, sloppy emotions...and it's okay" Everyone reading this has know idea how accuratly this fits my week.
ps. if you want to check her out heres her website: http://rachelleart.com/
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Relationships

Relationships are rough. Today I found myself wondering how far I would go for my boyfriend. My friend was telling me a story about how she drove herself all the way to Wyoming for her dearly beloveded, to buy him nothing more than illegal fireworks. Another friend once told me she had written down every answer on a test then gave her boyfriend the answer key because he just had to score an A. Many people have extreme stories for the things they do for their significant others and it made me wonder, is that really love? Am I depriving my boyfriend by not showing extreme signs of affection by driving 4 or more hours or helping him cheat? Or perhaps I need to be more affectionate in general, because the couples that are so "in love" seem to be the couples that practically are having sex in the hallway, when I barely give him a kiss and consider holding hands enough PDA for the day. I guess I always thought love could be expressed through simplier things, such as respect, kindness, jokes, teasing, and being there for one another when no one else is. Apparently, times are changing and I am having trouble keeping up with these new socially acceptable norms.
Just a random thought.