Smile - Backwards...

What's wrong with smiling and being happy? Why do some people think we have to see hell or have gone there and returned with scars in order to become something significant? For the last two years, in certain classes, I've been referred to as rainbow barbie. Anyone who really knows me knows that's the furthest thing from the truth. But what if I were all rainbows and butterflies? Isn't there enough moaning in the world without my adding to it? If you're up to date on my blog you know I have been excited about the up-coming poetry reading which I was assigned to lead. My committee has put little effort forth and I have taken the responsibility of doing things myself. NOTICE I say MYSELF!! True, very true. My teacher would like to think otherwise. Today, I was humiliated in front of my team by my teacher for not doing more to make the committee work. I've heard it said you can lead a horse to water, but you can't make him drink. This is exactly how I've felt. My leadership skills were attacked and to top things off, my teacher questioned my readiness for the college dorm life, due to the fact I could not get my team to work. I bit my tongue and screamed inside my head so loud I got a headache. Due to the fact that I was taught to respect authority I have been placed in the box of goody-two-shoes, add to that a positive attitude and I've just become someone unusual. To summarize, if you're disrespectful, wear a long face of tragedy, and cuss, you're regarded as someone capable of leading and held in great esteem. Sounds backwards to me...but that's High School.