Day 5 - How important is it for you to be part of the crowd?

Really, it's not at all. I don't care anything about being one of the "popular kids", if we can revert back to middle school for a moment. It doesn't matter to me what your last name is, it doesn't matter to me how cool you dress or how big your wallet is. All that matters to me is how well we get along and how much fun we have together.
And, if you don't want to hang out with me because of the people I hang out with, that's your loss. I don't have time to deal with close minded people with that.
Another thing, which only moderately is related to this topic, is name brands. Like, why does it what brand it is you're wearing, as long as it looks good? Who cares if I bought it at Walmart, it still fits, right? Sure, sometimes the name brand stuff is better. As a Christmas gift to myself, I ordered a Vera Bradley bag (and it is ULTRA adorable :D), but only because they last. I would have been just fine getting the same bag for 10 dollars from Wally-world, if I could have found it there. I don't understand the whole hang up on fitting in. If everyone just did their own thing, we would all fit in just fine.

Day 4 - How important is it for you to look right?

I really don't care how I look. It makes no difference to me what other people think of me when they look at me, as you can pretty much see on a daily basis. I very rarely wear makeup or do anything substantial to my hair. I put on whatever I grab first thing in the morning and hope that it looks good. If people care how I look, then they can just look the other way, because if they only like me for the way I dress something is wrong.

Day 3 - Do skin and/or hair color really make someone more worthy?

Uh.
No.

Skin and hair color do not make any difference in a person. It does not make you a better person because you are white or black or oriental or hispanic. It doesn't matter if you have blond hair or black hair or brown hair or whatever. What you look like does not make a person. What is inside is what matters.

Day 2 - What does it feel like to be an insider?

Standing backstage, with my headset on, is the best example I can give of being an insider. I have helped shape this performance going on infront of me, helped it grow from a script in to a full fleged play, complete with set changes and light ques. I know exactly what is going to happen and at exactly what point it should happen. I have all of the inside information that I need in order to succced. This is something that not everyone gets to feel, something not everyone can relate with.
Most people spend most of their life wanting to be on the inside. To be involved with anything and everything they can, in any capicity that they are able. They need to feel like they belong. It's a hard thing to become, and an even harder thing to maintain. But there is nothing on this earth to compare to feeling like you belong.

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Day 1 - What does it feel like to be an outsider?

Being an oustider is not a fun experience. Sitting with a group of people and only knowing one of them is one of the best examples a teenager can know of this. You sit and everyone else talks and laughs and makes inside jokes, and you're just there in the back, not knowing what's going on and being parinoid that they're laughing at you. You feel hurt, that no one is talking to you, and scared that it's because they don't like you. You want to leave, but can't because you don't want to look like an idiot, but you can't stay because you know you already do.
There are many other places, though, you can be an outsider. I am very often reminded of just how different I am from my classmates. Between a younger brother with severe medical needs, and a father with stage four colon cancer, I was forced to mature very young, and even more so in the last year. There are times when I look at the people around me and feel very much alone. I don't find pleasure in a lot of the things that people my age do, like partying, pop music and Will Ferrel movies. That's just not my cup of tea, and that very much makes me an outsider.