World Peace... As if staying in one spot were normal, the definition of aberrant would be by life. Once again i am leaving my home for the next 7 days to embark on a journey of unknown proportions. is she going to new york again? no no. Is she leaving the country to save the lives of young children as a missionary? no. I, Junior Miss Hillsboro, am going to Salem for a week to compete in a pagent. Although under the title in all of it's brosures states "focus on scholastics", I am not fooled. This is a pagent and a week of preparation. I'll be staying with a host family and another exhuberant young independant woman who has met the standards and regulations of the National Junior Miss Association. Now, i am not unusally one to endorse such an activity. I tend to prefer to stick with individual, non-competitive sports and endorse my time into self-developement and such. But the allure of experience and money has lassoed me in, and as they say, the show must go on....
But of all the promises and implications the program brags about developing the individual and encouraging young women, I find it curious that we are told in strict and bold writting what exactly we must wear every day and how to act at different meeting places. The days are packed with interveiws and rehersals where our group is put on display for only names sake and recognition. I ask, if this is to bettter the individual, then why cant i wear sweatpants? If a graphics tee describes me, why do i have to wear a collard shirt? On wednesday it says 'nice shorts and top'. What if I am uncomfrotable with my legs and feel that I would better represent my normal self in slacks or a skirt? I just done get it.

PS It was recently pointed out to me that i dont spell check or grammar check and it is distracting. Well, quiet honestly, i like it. I type once, dont read it, and just let it go.....
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