TBH. This expression, which exploded over social media in
the past year, still makes me laugh. Immature eighth graders posted their
Facebook status as, “TBH!! ;) Like & I will post what I think about u in ur
inbox lol.” The anxiously awaited message most likely read, “To be honest, I love
you soooo much and you’re soooooo pretty and sooooo cool.” Oh, the honest
truth! After trying to describe my blog entries for this semester, I can firmly
say that most of my posts were “TBH” material. It started with my life
ambitions and how I so desperately want my dreams to come true. The next blogs
consisted of how much I hate the term, Chagrin “lifers,” how I did not talk in
class and did not care, and how I realized that I feel stupid all the time. The
serious tone transitioned to a more embarrassing honesty, such as how I am
obsessed with eyelashes, and my unfaltering love for my Pembroke Welsh Corgi. Through
all of these honest writings, I believe my most well-written blog post, and
coincidentally my most truthful and heartfelt blog, remained “GUYS, I FIGURED
IT OUT!” This blog describes my obviously exciting discovery to the fact that I
feel inferior when surrounded by people who I believe retain a higher intelligence
level than myself. I wondered in the
past week’s blog as to why I did not talk in discussion, which completely juxtaposes
my personality. After soul searching and a little help from my dedicated
English teacher, I found the answer to my problem. And since writing the blog, I
regained my confidence to speak in class, which remains a plus. Even your own
writing will impact you, who knew?! Moreover, my most interesting blog post, “The
World Outside ‘The Bubble,’” also proves to highlight my honesty, even though
it might turn out to offend some of my peers. The blog describes my hatred of
the term “lifers,” which remains a highly celebrated term in the Chagrin Falls
community. The school celebrates the fact that the student has never lived
anywhere else other than the safe bubble of Chagrin Falls. It makes me nauseous.
I am outwardly proud of the fact that I resided somewhere else before I
unwillingly moved to the bubble. I feel
that this piece remains interesting due to my juxtaposing opinion, for most
Chagrin students feel that being a lifer remains something to be proud of.
Furthermore, after reading Jessica’s comment about her love for her animals, it
made the top of my list for best comments. Not only did her comment make me
laugh, describing her dog’s marital status and her belief that her dog is a reincarnation
of a 40 year old man, it made me feel less crazy about myself. My blog
described my obsession with my dog, Tootsie. I questioned whether or not my
obsession remained irrational, or if I possessed good reason to love my K9. And
reassuringly, Jessica told me that I did not remain crazy, but just possessed a
love for dogs, which she felt as well. And Jessica, you best believe I will
keep dressing Tootzers up in a hot dog costume every year!
