Friday, May 3, 2013 @ 2:46 PM B-plus. The girl who got a b-plus is that girl in the middle of the road: She's solid, not necessarily the meat in a sandwich, but definitely not the crusts. She was probably the lettuce, unwanted and most likely to get stuck in your teeth. Strictly middle class.
This is not a blog about a girl who has a B-average. In fact, this blog has nothing to do with college admissions or mediocrity or averages or even the second letter of the alphabet. This is the B-plus Movement.
The B-plus Movement is my personal way to reach out to all men and women (and young girls and boys) because I want to yell at each and every person in every single continent that they are absolutely special the way they are. Being special does not necessarily mean that anyone is perfect, nor that they don't have to change. Change is inevitable, whether we try to prevent it or not.
The B-plus Movement is a rally to be positive--to have a positive self-image and intrinsic ability to handle solitude. Inside of us there are a infinite numbers of stories and ideas and thoughts that dictate how we touch our hair and how we touch each other's lives. There are journals blurry with tears and scars ringing our bodies, telling others to touch them. Or not to touch them. But never, never to ignore them.
This is a movement where we not only think we are beautiful through our flaws and mistakes, but we attempt to live our life with intention and deliberation.
I mean beautiful in the way that makes my skin cells sing like a choir when the sun hugs my body. I mean beautiful as in I will fall in love with every single one of your flaws and habits, because they created this unique individual that turns out to be... you. And you. And you.
We are not defined by our weight, GPA, or income. We are more than numbers; we are undefined and we were born indefatigable. We matter, and the meaning of life is to find out how we want to matter. How we actually will matter.
Challenge yourself. This is the B+ Movement.
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