KM 3A

So I wasn’t actually in class last Wednesday, therefore I didn’t get to hear everyone else’s monologue 🙁

I honestly had no clue what to talk about when I was told that I would have to present this to the class. Being that I hardly have any classes with you guys, and although I’m in your block, I feel like you guys don’t really know me that well. This made it complicated for me to pick something to talk about. Something worth mentioning.

I”m a seemingly n average eighteen year old girl for the most part, I love to shop, spending time with those I love and I love adventures. I didn’t really know what to speak about in this monologue so I decided to talk about this, not to drive you guys away from me, but to give you guys some insight into me.

I tend to hurt the people I love most in my life. ALOT. My sister says I need anger management, I’m surprised my boyfriend hasn’t left me yet, and I’m unsure of how my parent tolerate my constant screaming and hollering when I’m agitated. Maybe it has to do with my impatience, which I have actually worked on. My anger, on the other hand, is something I feel is uncontrollable. One time I was so angry I told my mom I hated her. I truly have forgotten what I was angry about, but I remember how much it hurt her. We both know I didn’t mean it, but nonetheless it was hurtful. I remember how much I regretted saying this to her, and how bad I felt afterwards. Why would I be saying that to someone I cared about so much. All I remember was seeing her cry that night. It reminded me of when my grandfather died and how bad she hurt, only this time I caused the pain. As I had done when my grandfather died, I tried to comfort her by apologizing and as I had done many times to my boyfriend, I baked some cupcakes and wrote ,”I’m Sorry” on them. I truly did feel bad, and from that day on I decided to never say I hate you to someone no matter how enraged I feel. So even though I do have an “anger management” issue as my sister would call it, I learned to control one aspect of it; if only I could stop the yelling.

Self Portrait

One of the best nights of my life, my prom night. This picture captures me as a happy girl, which is the way I try to live my life, despite the angry moments 🙂