Wednesday, December 26, 2012

NBC Forums down? Come to The Evicted!

I just recently found out that the NBC forums went down. I want to say that we, at The Evicted, know how that feels. We felt that one year ago when the CW forums went down. We did not want to lose the connections we’ve made over the years. So, within minutes of hearing the news, we jumped into action. We are inviting all of you who were members of the NBC forums to join our family and make The Evicted your home. We have a place for all the shows (and if we don’t have it already, we will certainly make it). We want you guys to be able to keep the connections you've made over the years. 

So, feel free to make yourself at home here at The Evicted. We would love to welcome you in as our brothers and sisters.

Here is the link to our home:

I hope to see you all there soon!

- MissNiChloe

Tuesday, September 11, 2012

Remembering 9/11

I had another post planned for today, but after realizing what day it was, I felt this was more appropriate. It’s been 11 years. I still remember the day, 11 years ago. I don’t think any of us will ever forget.

Like I said, I remember exactly what happened on that day. I was in school, struggling as usual to hear and understand the teacher. Then, we overhear an announcement saying that the school was on lockdown and for the teachers to turn on the television. I think my classroom was the only one who did not do as told, and I think it had something to do with the fact that my teacher knew there was someone with major anxiety issues in the classroom. It happened to be me, but my anxiety is only heightened when I don’t know what is going on at the moment, so by trying to protect me, they scared the ever living crap out of me. So, even when the school lifted the lockdown, I was afraid to do anything because I didn’t know what went on. So, when I saw kids crying, it made me even more scared. I was just glad that a friend of mine explained things a little, told me not to worry, and to just ask my parents for details. After school, I was picked up by dad. I immediately asked what happened. Dad explained in detail what had happened. I was saddened. They even let me stay up just that once to watch the late news that night. It was that day that I learned how evil the world was. Over the years, I've heard details about people’s experiences that day, and I don’t think any of us will ever forget. Today, I bowed my head in silence for victims that have lost their lives on that day.

I know this post is short, but I don't think there are any words to say. I want to ask this, where were you 11 years ago, when this happened?

Until next time, God Bless. God Bless America.
- MissNiChloe

Friday, August 31, 2012

Happiness is a choice

A friend of mine said that the other day, and you know what? It’s true! It’s one of the hardest lessons to learn, I’m still trying to learn that myself. I wanted to apologize for not blogging as much this month. I haven’t abandoned this blog; I’ve just been going through a period of depression.

Depression hurts. You know the feeling where it takes all of your energy just to get out of bed and get through the day? You feel like you’re stuck with no way out. If you really truly are stuck, think of the positives in your life. No matter how bad life may seem, there’s always something positive to focus on. Bear with me here. I’m trying to learn this myself. Here are a few things that I find positive in this negative experience.

1.  I have aches and pains sometimes, mostly back pains and headaches, but overall, I do have my health; my body still functions like there’s nothing wrong.

2. I may be poor, but at least I have shelter and I never go hungry. I am comfortable most of the time.

3. My family may be very dysfunctional, they may be wrong, I may be wrong, we may have fights, but at least I know I’m loved.

4. I may not have very many friends and I don't get out of the house much, but at least I have a second family at The Evicted, the forum I usually spend time at, therefore, I'm never lonely and at least I'm able to spend time with my second family.

Things will get better, they did before and they will again. Let's focus on the positives and I will be sure to start blogging more often again. Oh, and I did set up an About Me page not too long ago. I have put the link to my Facebook page and my Twitter on that page, so be sure to check them out. I will start keeping up my Facebook page more often as well. You can contact me via Facebook or Twitter.

Until next time, God Bless.
- MissNiChloe

Tuesday, August 14, 2012

Back to School (Part 2)

There are more ways to be assertive and/or request accommodations, but you have to provide a solid reason, so don’t request anything unless there’s a good solid reason. There are some accommodations that schools do not supply automatically, or schools need to make an exception for. I’ve had one friend in high school who needed to use a rolling backpack even though the school ruled against that. She got to use one. I’ve had another friend in college who used a scooter to get to and from campus. That sounds crazy, doesn’t it? It’s not crazy, as long as you need it. He needed it. I don’t have very strong leg muscles, so always bending up and down was a little painful for me. During work study, when I had to do things where I had to kneel down to get to the lower shelf often, I sat down onto a stepping stool or if I had to, sat down on the floor. I worked in the school library, so I had to get to the lower shelf when shelving books or doing inventory. Now, why didn’t I think of that when I volunteered at my library during high school?

It was not until college when I found out some of the many things I could do. Freshman year was the year I learned a lot of lessons and made many mistakes. One thing though, I was always assertive. If I wasn’t assertive, I would not have been able to graduate with my Associate’s, but I’ll get to that in a minute. Sometimes, you need to be assertive to be able to get to where you need to be or to get the job done. For instance, my college has apartments, not dorms. If you needed a downstairs apartment, you had to specifically request one. Being assertive doesn’t work 100% of the time, some of the time, you’ll have to figure out another way to succeed in getting what you need or want.

There was one major time where being assertive has helped, in my experience. There may have been others that I do not remember at the moment, but this one is one of the biggest achievements I never gave up on.

First semester of my Sophomore year, I thought I was still set for the four years I had planned to be there. It was nearing mid-terms and that’s about the same time we had to go sign up for classes for the next semester. I forget how I found out I couldn’t come back the next semester. I just remember being upset about not coming back even to at least graduate with my Associate’s. Yeah, I moped for a couple of days, but then I had the mentality that if you want something done, you had to do it yourself. I knew I had to at least graduate if anything. I went right up to my academic advisor. She told me I’d have to take six classes. I was fine with that. But there was the issue with money. My mom kept saying no, but I kept fighting back so much, just to finish one more semester that I got the attention of the president of my college. I guess she was impressed, because she pulled some major strings for me to finish.

It wasn’t an easy road, but I reached my goal. It was worth it. I have no regrets about fighting to go back that last semester. I survived. I graduated. I’m proud of myself to at least have my Associate’s.

Sometimes, you just have to be more assertive. You may surprise yourself with how far you’ve come.

Until next time, God Bless.
- MissNiChloe

Sunday, August 12, 2012

Back to School (Part 1)

It’s that time of the year again. I personally think this is second busiest time of the year because of all the school shopping that needs to be done, especially for college because you need to get more than just supplies, you also need to get books and if you’re going away to college, possibly stuff for your apartment or dorm.

One of the reasons I started this blog was to be an advocate. I had to learn for myself how to advocate for myself or be assertive early in life. Because of this, I’ve made sure I had what I needed and over the years, I’ve been somewhat an advocate or mediator for others.

One of the things I had to advocate for myself about was my hearing impediment. I have a moderate to severe hearing impairment and I’ve had it since birth and yes, I wear hearing aids. So, being hearing impaired on top of having a disability was very difficult. I think I annoyed the other classmates when I raise my hand to tell the teacher to repeat what they said or speak a little louder and sitting in front of the class. My choices at seating were somewhat limited, depending on how the classroom was set up. The trick is to learn which area you think you would hear best at. This is tricky and it’s a trial and error process, but having done this for years, I’ve learned exactly where to sit right when I walk into the classroom for the first time. If you are unsure of where to sit, try to visit the classroom beforehand or try to get to the classroom early so you can figure out where you need to be. Also, you should always talk to the teacher. Communicating with the teacher can be a big help, especially if you don’t want to feel like you’re being a jerk if someone sitting in the one seat that would be best for you. I’ve been there, done that, it helps, trust me.

There are two things I absolutely hated about school, taking notes and having to change my hearing aid battery right in the middle of class. Fortunately, I was able to eliminate taking notes. In middle and high school, I had a friend who took notes so well it looked more like what a detailed lesson plan was. And she always let me borrow or copy them. Thank you, my friend! During college, I didn’t have that type of friend, but at least the college was willing to hand out written notes for those that needed it, so I requested that accommodation, so I would at least have notes.

The other thing I hated, I don’t think that can be helped at all and personally, I dread having to do it when I finally get a job. In class, my hearing aid battery would go dead and I’d have to change it. I didn’t want to go to the bathroom to change it because I didn’t want to drop it. The thing cost a fortune! I didn’t want to risk breaking it! The only option I could see was to do it right there in my seat where others can see. It was either that or not being able to hear the rest of the lecture. So, I did it right there. Yeah, there were a couple of times one of my classmates who saw me doing it asked what I was doing, but after seeing me do it a few times, they just didn’t ask anymore. I’ve even had a few teachers who were nice enough to stop the lecture for the few minutes when they saw me changing my hearing aid battery, and it really does take just a few minutes to do it. They would watch me and look at me when they think I was done for confirmation that they can continue. No, they didn’t think I was disrupting the class, I didn’t even expect them to, but sometimes, teachers can surprise you with how understanding they are.

For those that don’t know what a hearing aid looks like, here’s a model I found at

These are the different models. I’ve had two of these shown in the model, B and C. Personally, I like B the best. Taking care of a hearing aid can be a pain but it’s worth it.

There are other ways I’ve had to advocate for myself, but I think I’ll continue this in part two, coming soon!

Until next time, God Bless.
- MissNiChloe

Friday, July 27, 2012

The Special Olympics

Today is the start of the Olympics. I’ll admit, I’m not really a fan of the Olympics, but if I find it on I’ll probably watch some of it. If anything though, I am on team USA. I have a question though. Has anyone heard of the Special Olympics? I’ll admit that I had no idea until I met a friend that has been in the Special Olympics. That was three years ago, now?

The Special Olympics provides year-round sports training and Olympic-type sports for people with disabilities. It was founded by Eunice Kennedy Shriver in the early 1960s. She had noticed how people with intellectual disabilities were treated unfairly and how many children with disabilities did not have a place to play. Therefore, she had decided to take action. It started as a summer camp in her backyard to discover what their strengths are and soon became globally known as the Special Olympics.

There are over 32 Olympic-style games. Some include games like: basketball, bowling, cycling, tennis, table tennis, volleyball, gymnastics, and more. Being active in sports plays a very important role for everyone, especially those with disabilities. Well, being active, period, plays an important role for everyone. I’ll say more on that at a later date.

Now, there are many events worldwide and there are many ways to get involved. Here is the link to the official website:

From there, you can see their mission and learn more about the Special Olympics. You can also donate and find out ways to get involved. You can also like them on Facebook, follow them on Twitter and subscribe to their channel on Youtube.

Here are the links.


Until next time, God Bless.
- MissNiChloe

Tuesday, July 24, 2012

Everyday Heroes

When you see or hear the word, heroes, what’s the first thing that comes to mind? Superheroes, like Superman or Spiderman or the many other superheroes we look up to? Or do you think of the real heroes, the firefighters, police officers, and the guys in the military who risks their lives every day? What about everyday heroes, people like you and me? I think this is what a friend of mine has been trying to tell me, but I’m only just now getting it. An everyday hero is someone that goes out of their way to help someone out. No, I’m not talking about getting someone coffee or helping someone move in or anything like that, to be honest, I am not sure if that’s part of the meaning of an everyday hero.

In the midst of the tragedy that happened Friday, I found a few articles that talks about a couple of heroes. One was a teen who saved a mother and her two kids, getting shot in the process. One was also a teen who tried to save others. And there was a story about friends or boyfriends who jumped in front of others to save them while they escaped. My thoughts and prayers continue to go out to the victims and their families and friends.

Being an everyday hero doesn’t always mean risking your life for others… it can mean going above and beyond for complete strangers, as a random act of kindness. One such example is this:

These two men held up a boy who was bound to a wheelchair in a Blake Shelton concert so the boy could see his idol. They held him up for about a half an hour. There are times where I’ve gone above and beyond for others. At my college, I helped someone get around when he was lost. That sentence alone hardly says I’ve done something above and beyond, I’ll admit that, but there’s more to that story, something I’d rather keep to myself, but I’ve done random acts of kindness. I don’t know if it qualifies me as being an everyday hero, but I always try to do the right thing and I hope to inspire others.

Until next time, God Bless.
- MissNiChloe

Saturday, July 21, 2012

My thoughts on life…

First of all, I’d like to say that my thoughts and prayers go out to the families that were affected by what happened early Friday morning. This was just a senseless tragedy. So many innocent lives were taken away. I wish this did not have to happen. This kind of thing saddens me. I… I have no words for this, really. I’m just… deeply saddened that this kind of thing happens. Has the world gone mad?

This week alone had me thinking about life more than I ever had in my young life. Earlier this week, I had posted about a friend’s friend that decided to take his own life. Right before that, I had a conversation with one of my friends that made me think about life. It was then that I started thinking about life differently and all week, I was just deep in thought about this. So, I guess you could say this week has been kind of rough, but I don’t think it’s anywhere near what some of those families and friends are feeling.

We never know when our time is up and we never know when one of our friends or loved ones will be gone. We should appreciate the people in our lives while we can, because we don’t know what life will bring. We never know what tomorrow will bring. Be with people you love and who loves you. Forgive easily, so there are no regrets. Let your loved ones know how much you love them or how much they mean to you. Be thankful for the people in your life today, for they may be gone tomorrow.

Today, I’m thankful for the people that are still in my life. I’ve forgiven people that have done me wrong. There’s some that I’ve forgiven that are not in my life anymore, but sometimes, you just have to forgive and forget. I’ve apologized to the people who I’ve hurt, whether they forgive me or not, that’s their choice. I just focus on one day at a time.

Until next time, God Bless.
- MissNiChloe 

Wednesday, July 18, 2012

How to save a life…

Yeah, this title is a reference to the song, How to save a life by The Fray. Whenever I hear about a suicide, this song comes to mind. I never knew the person, but a friend did. Yesterday, when I came home from the library, I get on my Facebook and find out that someone decided to end their life. It saddens me to hear about those things; because I’m sure they had hopes and dreams. I’m sure they had goals they wanted to reach, but sometimes life gets too overwhelming. My thoughts and prayers go out to his family and friends; I know he’ll be missed.

If you’re thinking about suicide, please don’t do it. There’s so many people that care, even if you don’t see it, there’s more people that care than you would think. Talk to someone you trust. If they’re not available, call a suicide hotline. I’ve included a link that lists some of the hotlines.

If you know anyone that wants to commit suicide, there are ways to help them. I’ve included a link with some tips for helping someone who is suicidal, but the most important thing to know, is to get them some help.

Suicide is a permanent solution to a temporary problem. For those of you who are thinking of suicide, know that there are ways to get help, and it’s okay to ask for help. For those who know someone that may be considering suicide, be there for them, get them some help, and you just might save their life.

Until next time, God Bless.
- MissNiChloe

Saturday, July 14, 2012

A Beautiful Memory

Not too long ago, my friends have helped me re-discover my lost talent of writing. Recently, I was reminded of one memory back in 3rd grade, when I first started writing. Since then, I have written a few things, but never thought I was a writer, but I always knew I was a writer at heart. I still remember that day like it was yesterday, and I cherish the memory everyday now.

I was in third grade... and I did not have my hearing aid yet therefore, I could not hear very much. My third grade teacher took us to the small hiking trail in the back of the school. She wanted us to use our hearing and sense of smell... that was difficult for me... not only could I not hear very well, I cannot smell, at all. So, instead, I tried to listen, but I could not hear much aside from the crunching of the leaves under my feet. Since I could not smell, I just ended up looking around at the trees, oh what a beautiful color they were. It was the middle of autumn and all I could think of was how pretty the leaves were, especially with the sun shining on them... and the warmth of the sun in contrast to the chilly breeze...

We got back to the classroom and I told the teacher I could not smell and I could not hear a thing... she then pointed out that I could hear the leaves crunching under my feet. And she was right, but I was still confused. She told me to at least give that a try... so I did. I went back to my desk, and as I thought back to that hike, the creativity, the words, just flowed right through me and I just started to write. It was... a word picture of sorts. I wrote about the crunch of the leaves, the warmth of the sun in contrast to the chilly breeze, the beautiful colors of the leaves, especially when the sun shined onto them. And what I had written was the best one out of the whole class; it was one of the three papers that was put up for display.

And when I think back to that day, I look at how far I've come, and I remember all the other writings I've ever done, but unfortunately, I have not saved... but I have the memories... it's a wonder how I've never thought I was a writer until now, but subconsciously, I've always said, I was a writer at heart. I think back to that day, and all I can do is smile. Anyone can write, but when you write from the heart, when you can feel the words flowing through you, that’s how you know you are a writer.

Until next time, God Bless.
- MissNiChloe

Monday, June 4, 2012

Occupy JRC

This is a response from seeing the horrors that go on at the Judge Rotenburg Center (JRC). If you google this center, you'll see quite a few blogs along with the official website for the place. But just recently, I found out what this center was all about. Apparently, they use electro-shock therapy on their students who have special needs. The Judge Rotenburg Center uses this as a therapy, but in reality, they are using it as punishment. The end result is the student is so traumatized, he or she will never be the same. The student would have to go through years and years of therapy. No person should have to go through that, especially those with disabilities.

The first incident I've heard about is when the JRC was put on trial for the abuse of Andre McCollins. He was tied down and shocked 31 times. Here is the link to the video shown in court, but I will warn you, it is very graphic:

Are you guys still with me? I know this stuff is pretty heavy. You're disgusted, right? I am too. I have included all the links from the video description here if you don't think you'll be able to watch that video. I don't blame ya, I could hardly stand watching it myself.

Here is another news article about this:

Here is the first-hand coverage from a blogger that attended the trial:

Here is the occupy JRC link, in which unfortunately, I did not know about until after it was over... but the job is not done yet, which is why I've made this entry title: Occupy JRC. The job will not be done until the abuse is stopped:

And here is the petition (the petition has since been closed, but that doesn't mean we can't still fight):

Here is more information on this subject:

I am sorry that this entry is heavy with links, but I felt it was crucial to getting my point across. I ask you guys to please sign the petition, and end the abuse.

Until next time, God Bless.
~ MissNiChloe

Saturday, June 2, 2012

How Superheroes bring us hope

For years, superheroes have given people hope for the future, to the young, and the old, to the males and the females, to the gifted and the disabled... Superheroes of all kinds have given us hope over the years. I've heard news stories about how loved ones have been creative with using these heroes to make life better. The most recent story I heard is how a mother used The Avengers to help her comic book loving son. If you have't seen The Avengers yet, I'd strongly recommend it, it's a very good movie.

Here is the story:

I was touched by this story. I have a hearing impairment and an active imagination. The one superhero I've always looked up to was Superman, but I loved all the superheroes. I remember when I was a little girl, I was bullied back then too. I used to pretend I was either one of the superheroes to fight alongside Superman, or I was the one behind the scenes giving information to the Superheroes, both times, pretending my hearing aid was a communicator (think Watchtower from Smallville). What's funny is that in my favorite show, Smallville, there was a character named Chloe Sullivan who became Watchtower and did exactly what I pretended to do as a little girl. I did not write the character of Chloe Sullivan though.

Chloe Sullivan may only be a supporting character to the Superman mythology, in fact, she wasn't in the original mythology, but the character of Chloe Sullivan gives me hope because of the hurt she's been through and how she survived and succeeded. In a way, she's a hero as well. She makes a difference and that's what I hope to do someday. Before Chloe Sullivan, I've always thought of myself as a Supergirl or Lois Lane and even now, whenever I'm faced with something, I ask myself, what would Supergirl or Superman do or what would Chloe Sullivan or Lois Lane do?

There's quite a few stories that's still very clear to my mind where I asked what would Chloe Sullivan do or what would Supergirl do, stories where I feel I've made a difference. But for now, everyone thinks of me as a clumsy college student.

What superhero or supporting character gives you hope for the future? Do you have any stories in which you have asked what your hero would do?

Until next time, God Bless.
- MissNiChloe

Monday, May 28, 2012

Writing as an outlet

For anyone that suffers through mental health issues, we look for an outlet, sometimes it's talking to a friend, or your counselor, or your teacher, or anyone else you would trust. But, what happens if at the moment, when you're at your lowest, there is no one available? It can happen, and it's happened to me quite a few times in my life. That's when we try to look for outlets we can do by ourselves to make us feel better, at least until we can talk to someone if nothing else.

Almost every time I'm at my lowest, I'm suicidal. Half the time, there is no one available for me to get help at that crucial moment. Why? Because unfortunately, that crucial moment happens when I have a bout of insomnia. I'm up in the middle of the night, it's 3am, thoughts running through my mind, my mind is going a mile a minute and I just want to sleep! I'm not saying that that's when the crucial moment usually happens or that it happens every single time I have a sleepless night. It's just something that happens. And unfortunately, it can make you feel even more alone.

So, what can you do about it? There's no one you can reach, so what can you do? First thing you should do is just take a deep breath and just remember to breathe and relax. This is the time that you can search within yourself, while everything else is quiet. Search within yourself and find out what would make you feel better. For me, an outlet, especially at night, is reading or writing. A few of my friends were especially helpful when I had my last bout of depression, and I was ready to give up. They told me that there is hope that life will get better. And knowing that I was always a writer at heart, they insisted that I try writing again. And so, I did.

I posted a couple of poems that I had written in college, they said those were great and wanted more. So I just kept writing and I still am writing. Have you ever felt that Eureka moment? It's a feeling that you cannot describe, but it's one of the best feelings in life. I've had one of those moments, it was a moment where I finally discovered I was a writer and all the writing I did in the past made more sense. My earliest writing memory was in 3rd grade. And I once wrote a story in one night while in college. I just could not sleep, and my story ended up being 100+ pages. I had since lost the story, but I still have the memory. At this moment, I am working on a novel that I hope will be published someday.

At night, I'm usually adding to my current story or writing in my journal. Writing in a journal is a good way to make yourself feel better. Sometimes, you may want to write out what you're feeling, and then crumble up the paper and throw it away. I've been writing in journals on and off my whole life. I have had about five journals that I've kept. Writing gives you a piece of mind. It is a way to let out your troubles or to celebrate your happiness. I talk to myself sometimes, so sometimes I write as if I'm talking to myself. You don't have to write a specific way or even stay on topic when you're writing a journal.

Regardless, writing always makes you feel better, that's the beauty of it.

Until next time, God Bless.
- MissNiChloe

Wednesday, May 16, 2012

Dealing with Mental Illness

Most of my friends know already that I have a disability. I've mentioned it a few times here on my blog. But did you know, I also suffer from Generalized Anxiety Disorder and Bipolar Disorder 2? I've had a difficult time with life. But, as time went on, I had gotten more control with my mental illness with better medications and such, but not without making some mistakes that I still regret. Right now, I still suffer from depression, deep depression, but I take it one day at a time. I've taken up writing again as an outlet. And I know, I have my friends that I can count on.

I know just as well as the next person that life is tough. Depression or any other kind of mental illness can make life tougher. Add a disability on top of that and you've got my life, just tough. I think, that what I've been through in my life have shaped what I want to do in life. I've taken psychology and I want to do something in that field.

If I could give you guys advice right now, especially regarding depression, NEVER give up hope. There is always hope, even if you don't see it right now. If you're lonely or stuck in one place, try to find a hobby or try to go volunteer somewhere. My hobbies mainly are reading, writing, and photography. I always do one of those whenever I get the chance. Writing is a great outlet, no matter how good or bad you feel. Photography helps you capture beauty just about anywhere. Beauty is everywhere. Just remember, no matter where you are in life, never give up, there is always hope. There is a poem I want to share here, that I have written especially for this post. It was inspired by my good friends.


Anger and frustration
makes you want to scream
so you go to a therapy session
just to blow off some steam

Sadness and depression
creeps on you like a team
you want to get rid of the tension
and you wish this was just a bad dream

Content and hopefulness
when good things come our way
as long as we’re in business
we’ll always have words to say

Compassion and happiness
and hopes that friends will stay
we all need that closeness
to help us through the day

This is life, the good and the bad
don’t give up, there are so many memories to be had

Until next time, God Bless.
- MissNiChloe

Friday, May 4, 2012

An Inspirational Person

Today, I found out about someone who is a motivational speaker and author. She is a wonderful soul who doesn't let anyone bring her down. Her name is Lizzie Valesquaz, she is 23 years old, and she is living with a rare, undiagnosed syndrome. It is so rare, only three people in the world has this syndrome, her included. To this day, it is still a mystery.

She has dealt with bullies. She was once voted the ugliest girl in the world on youtube. She's been told she would not amount to anything. Do you know what she did? She proved to everyone that it's what on the inside that counts. She proved every single one of those haters wrong with her successes.

She recently made an inspirational video here:

She currently has two books out: Lizzie Beautiful and Be Beautiful, Be You. Lizzie Beautiful is available now on Amazon. Be Beautiful, Be You is set for release on October 1, 2012. For those who know my love for reading, I will be looking out for those books.

Her story has really hit home for me. It's not that I have the same syndrome, it's what I've had to deal with and my goals in life. I'm sure my troubles can't compare with hers, and I'm not saying I've had more troubles or she's had more troubles. Her story is just very relateable.

For those who know me, you know I want to speak out for awareness on certain subjects. I know I can't touch on everything, so I'm cautious about trying to speak out about everything. Just the other day, I was doubtful that I'd be able to reach out. So, as a child of God, I prayed for Him to show me some inspiration. Today, I got that inspiration and I want to say, God bless you, Lizzie, and thank you for being an inspiration. Keep doing what you do best.

She has a twitter, facebook, and a blog. It's all on her website here:!__home

I've already contacted her via her website to let her know she's doing an awesome job. I invite you to check out her website.

Until next time, God Bless.
~ MissNiChloe

Monday, April 30, 2012

Discrimination against people with disabilities

A school counselor of mine shared this article with me:

This is very frustrating. Yeah, there is still discrimination against all kids of people, whether they are black, white, gay, straight, etc. Of course, I can't touch on all of these subjects, but the subject I'd like to talk about is discrimination against people with disabilities.

Discrimination is just wrong. As stated in that article, a group of kids with autism were denied a visit to The Moscow Oceanarium because 'visitors don't want to see the disabled because it disappoints them. It is not acceptable.' And they were suggesting that those kids come on clean-up day, a day where the park would be closed to the public.

It's frustrating to be discriminated against. It makes us feel inferior to others. I know one example of that:

I think this was during my first year of college, but a group from the college, including me and a few friends, went to this place that had an obstacle course, it was like a ropes course where it was supposed to help build teamwork and such. As some of us got some gear to go up there, they pulled one of us aside. He told us we cannot go up and do the course and to come back during the week when there are more staff to help. We couldn't do that! We had class! We were upset! The director of the group then talked to the staff that worked there and we got to go up. I didn't go up because I'm afraid of heights, but my good friend went up, and he was the one they pulled aside. I just followed him around and cheered him on. I saw one of the staff just looking up at him and gaping like he was amazed. I just continued to cheer him on. Another friend of mine did the whole thing, the first and second part of the course, I think she was the only one to do so and boy was she fast! We thought we had lost her! I'm just glad we got the chance to prove to them that we could do it. Thanks again to the director of our group!

Discrimination against people with disabilities is a direct violation of our disability rights. We want to be able to enjoy life the same as others do without others putting us down! They degrade us and dehumanize us! Even if we're able to prove someone wrong, they should not even think to tell us we cannot do something because we are disabled! These human violations are wrong!

If you're being discriminated against, stand up for yourself! Don't let them put you down! If you see someone being discriminated against, fight for them!

Let's get active! Let's get involved! Let's stop the dehumanizing of people with disabilities!

Until next time, God Bless.
~ MissNiChloe

Wednesday, April 25, 2012

Teachers bully kids with special needs

This... this is really sickening. School is supposed to be a good, safe place for learning, but this... I was speechless when I saw this.

A 10 year old boy, named Akian was tormented by his teacher and aide while at school. He has Autism, but his father says that his son has always been a sweet, non-violent kid. His father made this video as a reaction to this:

I found this out yesterday and just today, I found out one of the teachers was fired. The other has been said to have been moved to another district, but the father has proof that the teacher still works at the school. The video had since been removed.

Unfortunately, it is only the most recent case of a teacher bullying a student with a disability. This kind of thing is very sickening. I commend Akian's father, and every other parent whose child was victim to this kind of bullying, for speaking up. It's just very disturbing to see this kind of thing happen, especially at a school. Akian's father felt like he wasn't sending his son to school, he says it felt like sending him to prison. If you watch the first video, you'll see how disturbing it is. When I watched the first video, I was shocked, speechless, horrified, I can't explain how I felt. The abuse needs to stop! The bullying needs to stop! Any teacher who would do that needs to have his/her teaching certificate taken away!

Please sign the petition! This needs to stop! It really does!

Until next time, God Bless.
~ MissNiChloe

Saturday, April 14, 2012

Bullying/Cyber-Bullying and Suicide

Everyone knows about the documentary called Bully, right? Here is the link for the movie:

What was not shown was that one of the kids in the documentary. Like this blogger had said on the ASAN blog, I am also disturbed that they overlooked this fact. Here is the link to the blog:

There are many victims to bullying. Whether they are black, white, skinny, fat, gay, disabled, etc... I can't even begin to touch on all these things. But I know how it feels to be a victim of bullying. Did you know that sometimes, it can get so bad, they decide to commit suicide? If you are reading this and you or someone you know plans to do that, get help IMMEDIATELY! I can say I've been down that road. It will get better.

I'd like to share a little of my personal experience:

I am 21 years old. I have a disability and a few other complications, and I have been very skinny all my life. I've been put down, used, and abused. They would call me names like 'retard' 'ugly 'anorexic' and would cuss at me. I was also a victim of cyber-bullying, mainly on Facebook, but it could happen anyplace. Yes, it hurt. Words do hurt. I've tried to commit suicide. Honestly, suicide is never the answer.

Things will get better. You may not think so, but it will. Just take it one day at a time. I'm still on the road to recovery, but I've got some very good friends to lean on. Just know that there is someone who cares.

Bullying really needs to stop. It really hurts. If you are being bullied, don't be afraid to speak up to someone you trust. If anyone sees someone getting bullied, do something, tell someone. And to the bullies, imagine if you were being bullied. Think about it real hard. Think about your insecurities and think about how you would feel if someone was bullying you about your insecurities. Stop the abuse!

Please, if you are even thinking of suicide, get help. There are crisis hotlines and I urge you to use them if there is no one around that you trust.

Remember this, you are not alone! You are never alone!

Until next time, God Bless
~ MissNiChloe

Friday, April 6, 2012

Autism Acceptance Month

I just read a blog entry from the Autistic Self Advocacy Network (ASAN) website, stating that well-meaning strangers should replace awareness with acceptance when spreading awareness. When you think about it, she is right, because in reality, awareness and acceptance have two different meanings. Knowing that I know a few people with Autism, I am quite embarrassed that I had thought Awareness and Acceptance were the same thing. I wanted to apologize for using the word, awareness, and direct you to her blog. I feel she has explained the differences very well. Thank you to the person who wrote the entry.

That said, April 2nd is Autism Acceptance Day. The whole month of April is Autism Acceptance Month. We should change our perspective. Awareness alone is not enough. After we become aware, we should be accepting. Take it from a friend that you know that has a disability, acceptance means way more than awareness does.

Here is a blog entry going more in depth into the subject of Acceptance vs. Awareness.

Google Autism Acceptance Month, it may give you more insight on this.

Until next time, God Bless.
~ MissNiChloe

Monday, April 2, 2012

Autism Awareness Day 2012

Today, April 2nd, is Autism Awareness Day! So, every year, on this day, people are invited to wear a blue shirt, as that is the color for Autism. I did not know this when I woke up and I still put on a blue shirt this morning. You learn something new everyday.

I know a few people with Autism. Sometimes, they can open your eyes and make you see something you had never noticed before. I have a guy friend from high school. We are very good friends and he has Asperger's syndrome. He is also the most positive guy I had ever met. We actually helped each other in high school. Let's just say I used to be very negative in high school. We talk, and he would point out certain things that I've said and he helped me look on the more positive side. I don't know whether he realized that or not, but sometimes, God puts the right people in our lives at the right time, whether we know it or not at the time. Yes, sometimes I still feel down or negative, but now I know to always look for the silver lining.

There is a website called The Autistic Self Advocacy Network (ASAN) that speaks about Autism. It has news and blogs and more! Here is the link:

Until next time, God Bless!
~ MissNiChloe

Saturday, March 31, 2012

A Vigil (part 2)

This is an update from my previous entry:

I have attended the virtual vigil that was set up. There was one person that was doing a live broadcast for us. Thank you so much for doing that, hopefully you'll find this message and if not, just know that we appreciated what you did. Unfortunately, the broadcast got cut short most likely due to technical difficulties.

I did a little searching and I found a blog detailing personal stories in response to the injustice that was done:

And I found a news coverage of one of the vigils that was held yesterday:

I don't have Autism, or Asperger's Syndrome, so I don't have personal stories to tell about myself, but I have personal stories about helping people with Autism and Asperger's Syndrome. I have a few friends with Autism. A couple of them have Asperger's, and a couple of them have nonverbal Autism. One of those friends that have nonverbal Autism is my cousin. I know how bright they can be. They have a voice too. They need to be heard. I'm here to help, to be an advocate. I know, that with a little help, they can be one of the best people you have ever known. To some of you who think autistic people are retards, you have no idea what they can be capable of. I admire the parents that never give up on their child.

I've had my own struggles with my disability. I've been to hell and back. I've had people put me down, calling me a retard and such. Yes, that may only be a tiny little speck compared to some people, but I've had my share of troubles and rough times. Our troubles make us stronger in the end, and sometimes, we can accomplish more than you would think. Sometimes, we even surprise ourselves.

Until next time, God Bless.
~ MissNiChloe

Wednesday, March 28, 2012

A Vigil

This is something I heard had happened recently, something I feel strongly about. The 
murder of George Hodgins, a 22 year old with Autism. He was murdered by his own mother on 
March 6. After doing a little research, I find out that there have been a few similar 
cases where a person with a disability is murdered by a loved one. Here is an article 
about this from

There was one such case, the murder of Tracy Latimer, a 12 year old girl with cerebral 
palsy, who was killed by her father. Her father, then had gone on television to try to 
legalize the killing of people with disabilities.

This... there are no words for this! It's sickening! I wish I could do more, and I will, 
someday, when I'm finally out on my own. For now, I'm here to at least spread awareness. 
I know how tough it can be on family members, but it's tough on the people with 
disabilities as well. You cannot imagine how tough it is sometimes.

People need to be more aware of these issues. This is a good opportunity for us to spread 
awareness. Being someone with a disability myself, I'd like to say that all we want is to 
be accepted, to not be discriminated against. We can do just about anything a person 
without disabilities can do. 

There are several vigils that are going to take place for the people with disabilities 
that will not have a chance to follow their dreams. I'm putting the link here in hopes 
that you'll be able to go, for support. Being there in spirit is better than not being 
there at all.

I have signed up as maybe joining the virtual vigil, but I will certainly be there in spirit.

Until next time, God Bless.
~ MissNiChloe

Sunday, March 25, 2012

Introduction: Watchtower is officially online.

"Watchtower is officially online." Chloe Sullivan - Smallville: Season 8

This quote is from a favorite character of mine from my favorite show, Smallville. Her name is Chloe Sullivan aka Watchtower and she is Clark Kent's best friend from high school. This character is an inspiration in so many ways. She is just as much a hero as the rest of the Justice League on Smallville.

Hi, my name is NiChloe, it is not my real name, but simply a nickname. I am a 21 year old woman who has big dreams of making a difference in the world. I have an associate's degree in Human Services and I'd like to help people with disabilities. I have a learning disability myself. I see on the news or through my friends how some people just don't understand someone with a disability and sometimes, I wish I could do something about it. I want to be a voice for disability awareness.

My main hobbies are reading, writing, and photography. I've always loved to read since I was very little. My friends would always say I always had a book in my hand. Because of my love for reading, I've always loved to learn new things. I also love to write. I've always been a writer at heart and have been writing since I could remember. I have a few ideas for a novel floating around my head, now if only I can get rid of the writer's block! I've always loved photography as well. I would love to travel and start taking pictures everywhere I go.

I am the type of person who watches the news all the time and searches for news articles because I like to see what is going on around the world. I want to help people. I want to make a difference in the world. 

Until next time, God Bless.

~ MissNiChloe