today was a good day : )

i found some amazing stories about people with dyslexica. i am very amazed. and very glad that i was daignosed. even if it was late on in my life. thank you so much. and keep trying

have you ever had a good day?

have you ever had one of those days that just works out? one of those days that everything just worked?
well the other day wasn't that day : (

So yeah i couldn't say anything the way i wanted, and well my typeing was really off. and all that jazz. someone please tell me if this has happend to you. because my mom tells me because i am excited for something. but there was nothing to be excited about. and i wasn't typing really fast.
i just cried. that is how i fixed it. i know very lame and girly but what else can you do? nothing you say is coming out right, meaning that i would mix sounds and letters up to make different words.

people can be so cool

people can be so cool and so understanding!

i signed up for this e-pal website thing. and i told my new friend flat out that i am not the greatest speller. and that i was dyslexic. her response was that is fine. i am not the greatest speller either. i guess we will be fine. i was so excited!

i am glad people around the world are understanding. people here.. not so much.

they lost my reading class.

they lost my reading class.
this is a class to help me understand the reading material for history and science. this class was going to be a one on one thing, one me. and one teacher. this was going to be 3rd period every other day. well they lost it. i don't have that class any more. and really wanted to take this class so i can do more for it, i'll be able to really solidly know what is going on in that class. and without this class i am thinking this year is going to suck.
speaking of school, it sucks too. i am sure this is the one thing my whole grade can agree on. isn't that great? yeah not even alittle.

today:

i am going to take today by the start and not let it take charge of me. i hope. =/
i love going shopping i really do. and i am going with my aunt today. but when ever i go to pay for things i get flustered. and then i drop my wallet and then screw up the number and insted of like "62.50" i give them "26.05" which they don't like and i feel like a three year old again. infact paying for everything bothers me. and at the movies. some woman was like you gave me a 20 dollar bill i only needed ten how much was that. and of corse colin was right behind me. (my boyfriend for those who don't know) and i blanked. she should know. i just looked at her thinking "why in the world she was asking me?" she obiously got that i wasn't going to tell her. and then just went on giving me my change. well yeah i hate people that do that. so i am going to go and have a good day and not worry about anything.. i think. X0

school comes around again.

yay? yeah i know everyone hates the start of school. but really is a pain! for anyone. well i really don't mind much except the fact that i have to learn a new locker combo this year. that is the only real thing that buggs me. and the fact that at my whole experence at hampshire i have never not once had a good day. not once. so this year i am not expecting much other than a crappy bad day that will end with tears. and most of it because of that stupid locker. or when ever you ask a teacher "where is this classroom?" they give you a number! who the hell memorizes these numbers!? not me. last year they gave me a number and it was very close in number sequence to the room down the hall.. guess which classroom i went to. yeah the wrong one, the one down the hall. so can they give you the directions? really that wouldn't help much anyway. but whatever. just remember when you see that middle schooler in the hall. always give them directions not classroom numbers, (for the four students who memorize the freakin' numbers?!) for all you know they could be dyslexic too. and that could ruin the first day at a really cool school.

twister!

well the dyslexic chick played twister...with a little help from her friends. : )

one simple R and one simple L on her hands and feet, (drawn by someone who knew which was which) made the game flow so much smoother than ever before. : ) now it was just the colors she really had to worry about. and in the end she would have prob. won too... except for the flying pillows..: )
thanks friends you made twister, a dreaded game seem like just another game!

video games.

so i got this wicked amazing video game!

it is one of my all time favorites. and with this game you move with one joystick, and then move the camera with the other joystick. fine.. if you know your left from your write...uhm right. sorry. so my youngest sister is watching me play the game. i am having a grand old time with it. sshe says look to your left. i thought i looked to the left but slipped and looked up, she laughed and side your other left, so i looked to the right. (i guess it was the right becuase..well read on) so then she flips out at me, saying that i should know this stuff i am going into the 10th grade, and yadda yadda yadda, suddenly she looked at me horrified then left. she just remembered that can't tell my right and left often. so at that point i saved, i stopped and went to my room. i really felt like crying. when i was little i had always wanted to be the perfect big sister, straight A's protective, understanding, and well perfect for what my sisters needed from a big sister. and well the only "normal" one is my youngest sister and sometimes she forgets that i am not everything she needs. i am no where near perfect. and i am thinking that i let her down.. because i can't do simple, first grade things. like tell my right from left.

phones

okay the story with phones.

i love to talk on the phone. but i can't dial sometimes. even if i look at a number as i am dailing, i get the numbers mixed up. this is one reason i don't talk on the phone. i like when people call to talk to me. but calling them makes me fustered which then makes it harder to conentrate on the dailin gof the numbers, some days i have even called the same house like a million times trying to get to my friends, and then they get mad and i get mad and then i don't end up calling. and then i feel bad. the whole thing is a self confidence not. so that is why i don't call people often from my home phone, i call from my cell so i don't have to mess with numbers.
i hate phones.

just a normal day.

just a normal day.
that is what today. nothing has gone wrong.
i had fun with my friends the other day.
they goof around about my dyslexia sometimes.
but i know they know how hard this is. so i just laugh and find something
in them to laugh at. i look at my friends i i know that i do really get by with a little help with my friends. they have helped me get though a lot. but then i look at one of them and he and i are in the same specail ed. class room thingy. but the difference between us is that i know what i wrong (mostly) he has no idea. when someone asks "why are you here?" he has to say "something is wrong but we aren't sure what" or " something is up with my memory skills." but he gets along. just like i do. and then another girl who is my friend has the same servives that i do. but she also has no idea what is diffrent about her. so really i am the only one who gets picked on.. but i know that once they find out what they have problems with and except them, we will all be laughing at their own personal quirk.
today's lesson learn to laugh at yourself.

i wish by abigail torrey

i wrote this... (the IEP people say that english isn't my strong point it isn't but i have gotten much better)

i wish
i wish the world would understand
i wish the world could see
could see me for me.
not what i have.
i wish i didn't have what i have.
i wish i could just be free
free from myself.
to not be held down by someone's words.
i wish i couldn't feel the pain of those words.
i wish the world could see me.
for me.

this is the way life is.

yes it is true. we can't change who we are.

but we can adapt to ourselfs to make things easier. right?
i don't want this whole blog to be like whine whine whine we have this that or the other thing.. lets complain. no i want this to be about people with diffrent learning styles to share there triumphs, their hardships, and well anything they feel that others should know. and well i hope atleast some one understands that.
i love to write and maybe you do to. and maybe you can't oraganize things well (i can't or atleast not in writing) so instead of not writing i use one of those charts. or sometimes i just write and then later have my mom tell me that things are scattered out. and then she moves them.
I have been told that some of the skills i have.. adults don't even have! and i don't even remember saying "i need these skills.. i am going to learn them" i just gathered them over the years. and things are things people are people. and people are all stupid as a whole.. so in a way the poeple who have the "conditions" these "inpurities" theses "problems" maybe be the people you are really the smart ones. becuase we just need a new way of looking at things..
if anyone outside of my circle of friends read this.. and has an account leave a comment i like to know i am not spilling my heart out for nothing. even if you are in my circle of friends leave a comment.
keep working. you are amazing. you just need to find it within yourself.

well some days are better than others...

i went to my cousins jack and jill, and they had a raffle thing there to raise money for the wedding..or their honey moon. anyway i got a ticket...the tickets have numbers on them.

yes i mixed them up. i thought i had a basket and i was happy, then i found out i didn't, i wasn't upset about getting it. i was upset i mixed them up. and not one person their other than my mom and my cousin nick understood that. yeah.

to make things better, some of the family there isn't really mine. but the bride's dad and they were totally drunk. and they kept saying things like "wow that is the girl who screwed up, she must be stupid." and "wow what a retard" i except those things from teens and kids. not adults. i was so mad i cried. and i cried a lot. that wasn't fair. and now i may never do a raffle again. because of them.

dose this happen to anyone eles?

This is the start.

this is the start of something new.

For those of you who are reading, and have no idea what Dyslexia is:
"Dyslexia is a language-based learning disability. Dyslexia refers to a cluster of symptoms, which result in people having difficulties with specific language skills, particularly reading."
and i have it.
In normal terms, this mean that reading and language skills could be hard/difficult examples: spelling, reading, writing.
i have minor problems with all of these.

this blog isn't made to have to reader (you) feel bad for me. i would really like to just bring an awareness to the topic. and to stop the discrimination hat comes when you tell friends that this is what you have, or even teachers. I myself have been in both of these situations.

common questions that people ask:

can you cure dyslexia?: No, it is not a disease, there is no cure.
how does someone "get" dyslexia? : no. you are born with it. and there is a chance that other family members have it as well.

Part of what i am doing here is letting teens know that they aren't alone. when we finally found (this year) that this is what i had. i wasn't shocked or surprised. i just sorta' knew. and i have learned to live with it.. without ever really knowing what "it" was. i have managed the last few years, something still come at a challenge for me. like numbers. -shiver-

to end today's blogging
if you or someone you know has dyslexia and wants to tell their story. give them this link.
and if you want more info. on anything here, go to this link:http://www.interdys.org/index.htm
(also where i got this information)