Irony and My New Phone

Ah, today I'm going to simulate your minds with talk about phones.

I'm a 17 year old female teenager and I talk on the phone, text and type. Surprised? You shouldn't be. Stereotypical? In most cases. To only little white girls that live in big houses? No. I talk on the phone like I'm a addict to communication. I don't know why, I'm just a talkative person. I always have been. I would be the most popular girl in school, if it wasn't for my size and my low self-esteem. Now, you might be saying, "big girls are popular too!" Uhm. That's rarely actually true. In all truth, no overweight girl is happy with their size. They are not! I'm sorry but that's the truth. Any heavy-set girl that actually tells you with a smile that they are happy, is telling a lie. Oh, believe me, I wish they were telling the truth. That would give me immense hope. But, things aren't so. Society today and for quite a while has looked down on heavy children as outcasts in a sense. We can't necessarily run, climb a rope, dance, look forward to gym, sit in class and not expect the snickering and eyes aimlessly pointing at you to not be about you, ride the bus comfortably, and be social. Many people that are thin don't even have the smallest fathom of how school is like for overweight kids. Teachers will try to understand, principals will try to make you feel better, but unless you were at one point and time or still are a big girl, or even a big boy, you can never really understand the immense package that it comes with. People are cruel. They always were, are, and will be. You have to pick out the people that can give a big dump about your size; the people that love you for YOU. Like, for example, my best friend Kimmie, whose blog is also on here, she could careless about my weight. We don't talk about it cause it's not a issue. That's a true friend. People, teenagers in particular, have to realize that there is a big difference between a friend and someone that you know. In high school, a friend will sit beside you all the time during lunch. It's the person that you are always seen with. That person that when we are all walking in the huge conglomerate in the hallway, that you instantly run to catch up with, or break the smooth flow with a hug and a squeal that going to piss off somebody that doesn't have friends, and that person who you will do something crazy with, and remember for quite a while. A person that you know is someone that you sit beside one day, don't or hardly talk to, and if you pass them in the hallway, you more than likely don't say anything too. I have more people that I know than friends. And actually that's okay! My friends are amazing and I love them to death. The people that I know, they are nice to be around, but we don't talk outside of school. Friends and popularity are not measured by how many people are on your myspace and facebook, it's measured on who is going to comfort you when you are feeling sad or when you need a shoulder.

Anyway, so now I have a new cell phone and it's amazing but also so begins the inevitable -do I really want to give you my number??- phase. Gah, it's sickening but it's customary. I'll tell you all about it as soon as it's over with.

Ignorance In All It's Beauty [[part 1]]

Today was a pretty okay day. Let me elaborate

It's always interesting to watch ignorance in it's happiest state. On my school bus, the village idiot is on the bus, feeling happy, sitting by the next in a long line of brainless young girls that will fall victim to his smile, aimlessly talking and hitting on the bus driver. I've known this village idiot for a quite a while, his older sister and his younger brother as well. It's mind boggling to watch someone that's about 20 years old as a junior in high school actually happy that it's so. That's why I call him the village idiot. I listened to my morning mix of Anita Baker and Taking Back Sunday on mp3 trying to think about what I have to do today. I know that above all else, I have to concentrate and get work done. Getting off the bus was a struggle this morning. Some black people and shoes, I'll never quite know what the deal is. The village idiot had his shoes out in the aisle and would not move them as people was trying get by. A touch of my anger came down as I was wanted to take his shoes off and throw them in a puddle of mud, just to get through his non-talking head that his shoes are not as important as courtesy for others. How would you like it if I put my huge thigh in the aisle with only a sliver of space to go through?

Speaking of struggles, Latin class. If you are really good in English, Latin is going to be a little trying for you. As it is with me. Add to the stress that you have to understand this material.....fellow classmates. The majority of my classmates in Latin are deliciously preppy and conservative. My complete opposite. I am outspoken, real, and liberal with morals that are fair to people not religion. This past election has came up in my class so many times. The ignorance that comes out of their mouths are very laughable sometimes. Yesterday however, it came to it's breaking point. I won't say exactly what happened, but I know that politics won't be coming up anytime soon in our class. Thank goodness, cause it's becoming too much. Whiners about politics are the most repulsive mainly b/c if they so strongly wanted it to be this way, they should have been out campaigning for that person/and or party. I did, and what I wanted to happen came true. So, please stop whining. There is nothing you can do about it now. Just wait for another year, and when you get all your precious money back, you can finally shut. up. I did, however, take the pledge of allegiance today. I'm doing so b/c I am proud of my country again. I did see however, a lot of the McCain supporters unnaturally lazy these last two days. Hmmm.............


The leaves of change always picks everyone up, but always leaves someone behind.

My First Official Blog!

Wow, this is the first!

Hey Guys, let me introduce myself. My name is Alexandria Mone't Coburn. I am a 17 year old, Anita Baker fanatic (www.adoringanitabaker.ning.com I created this site!), High school senior, and aspiring writer, lawyer, senator, and Political correspondent.

While I'm on the subject of politics.......Barack. Obama. Our 44th President of the United States, the first african-american president, the only president since Franklin D. Rooselvelt to bring a country out of a terrible recession and downfall.

As you will see later on in my blogs, I am also a extremely staunch democrat and I talk about politics like it's going out of style.

I decided to create this blog so I can, for lack of a better word, document my journey into the world from a insecure, but yet secure, overweight, but fabulous in her mind, beautiful, intelligent, young black lady, to what I hope to be: A self assured, sucessful in everything, happy, Young and Mature Black Woman.
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I am also a very funny, fun-loving girl, but I can get really passionate, and sometimes crazy angry on some subjects. But I know that this blog I'm starting will be exciting to read!!!!