Self-publishing has sprung up recently due to the advent of the amazing Internet, and it allows anyone (like myself) to be proclaimed authors.

I believe that there is an urgent need to empower the young generation through effective use of social networking, or in general, social media.

You'll wanna start with boy band pop because you're a happy bubbly person who's gonna have a clean desk, but you'll end up blasting "Welcome to the Black Parade" as you lie among the desolate piles old paper clips, driver's ed paperwork and illegible to-do lists from 2006.

If there's one thing I learned on my trip -- besides that it would be a bummer to be gluten-free in France -- it is that kids are kids no matter the language. And that, mes amis, is pretty cool.

Maybe I'm just a 19-year-old living in the social media mindset of a 60-year-old. But next time you think about posting a photo just to get more likes than your last post, consider your intentions behind that photo.

This is far more than just a battle over the shape of mouse ears. This is a battle between a company and character that has had a turn in the spotlight for more than long enough, and a modern musician who is trying to make his image and name known.

Nolan Stillwell. CEO, avid gardener, talented chef, and beacon of hope. Nolan has Down Syndrome, but there is nothing "disabled" about this hardworking, motivated young man.

Scrolling down these tweets, I couldn't help but wonder: how many more women bear the same brunt of intimate partner violence? How many more women struggle to break the vicious cycle of violence and reconciliation that keeps them holding on to abusive relationships?

What are the skills, experiences, and habits I could create during my "gap year experiment" that would help me get the most out of the next 365 days of my life?

Will retweeting a post like "I believe animal abuse is wrong, RT if you agree" actually make the tweet's readers go out and volunteer at their local shelter, or get more animal rights legislation in Congress passed? Probably not.

Tanya Devani

I don't think I can say that "I am your biggest fan." It's much, much, much more than that. You've inspired me to be my own-person. You've inspired me to be a game-changer. You've inspired me to pursue my wildest dreams and truly believe in myself to make them come true.

While schools may not be sewing bright bold A's onto every sexually active teen's shirt, they are still helping to set up a judgmental environment through promoting "abstinence only" courses.

The following week, cast decisions were made. All of my dancer friends rejoiced seeing their name on the coveted list. I scanned and scanned for the last name "Schemmer," but there was none. I didn't make it.

It seems like just yesterday when I was going to kindergarten with my twin, Kayleigh, and one of my best friends to this day, Joey. I remember vaguely learning how to write my name and learning about shapes. Where did the time go?