To The World

E N T R Y 1

hi. for everyone that has been living under a rock, my name is iliana. yes, like eliana, but with an I. (ill-ee-yah-nuh)

there is so much to talk about in this world, and i want to talk about it in public. a lot of my friends think i'm weird for liking, more like loving, poetry, and call me awkward for reading as much as i do.

well, hello people. i am unique, and i will not let petty distractions direct me from being any different than i already know. 

i'm sounding so rude. hahahha lol.

i am going to treat this book like my diary. i already have been treating it the exact same way. but this time, i'm going to write about everything. not at school. not at home. but about everything. and be free to talk about it with me too.

this will still be a poetry book, it has to, because why not? but every once in a while, i'll let off some steam in here, and i really hope you can relate!

many of you should know that i am a young teen, barely amidst my years of existence, and i have a lot to learn in life, so join me as i ride this mountain called life.

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here's a cool fact about me. as a young baby, i was diagnosed with a pretty deadly version of heart disease. now, not a lot of people don't know about that because i don't tell them. but i'm alive and well, as you probably know because i'm writing this right now. hahahah that's funny.

so when anyone every talks about those types of medical things, or insults those things, i get mad. so, there's a cool fact about me.

anyways, today's topic i want to write about is something i do that is not a good thing. as my family knows, i am an emotion-hider. yes, i smile and laugh, and that's all genuine and real. but the one emotion you don't really see me expose is sadness, or crying. i haven't done much of what we call crying. actually, i haven't cried in two years. and that's bad.

it'a a small weakness that i want to overcome in the future, and for those who think crying a lot or expressing feelings of pain is bad, then you're wrong. enormously wrong.

think of how strong you have to be to let those emotions out instead of letting them claw away at you? i mean c'mon, i didn't even cry when one of my relatives passed away. how much of a stone-cold-bitch am i? haha, you see? expressing emotion is a whole different level of strength that is one of the strongest. and so for those that pour your emotions out and don't fake them all the time, praise for you! and for those that stay a stone-cold-bitches like, me (no offense)? let's work on it together. because the world, and the people of our world, needs a shoulder to lean on. what would we truly be without friends, love, and family? well, nothing, really.

to end this small note, here is an old victorian quote. just because i love that era.

"I am not afraid of storms, 

for I am learning how to sail my ship."

~Louisa May Alcott

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To the world, from Iliana.