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Ever wondered what goes on in her mind?
My name is Alethea.
I am 14 years old
I have this delusional thing that my name is the best name in the world, but that's just my subconciousness trying to grasp some part of myself that is not self loathing.
I have almost non existent self esteem. Even though I play 3 instruments (well, lets just leave it at 3) and I am supposedly I am a gymnast (I think I am too fail to be under that title), I'm under the impression I am bad at everything. (Which I am!)
I have a very obsessive nature. I am also quite unpredictable and unreliable and I'm scared of being social.
On of my special talents is yodelling.
That's how weird I am of course.
I like talking using words with more that 3 syllables to make it sound as if I am speaking a language other than English, even though that's the only language I speak. I'm a disgrace to Asians apparently because I cannot speak the language in which my complexion screams out otherwise.
I am obsessed with big words and psychological disorders and paradoxes of all kinds.
I have survived through a 7.1 magnitude earthquake and numerous aftershocks, and been to 7 different schools in my life. (And 5 gym clubs and I don't even want to start counting the teachers.)
I fear I am a pessimist.
Sometimes I am a grammar freak too.
This blog is to help other understand what goes on in my head.
Good luck with that!
★ profile★
ramblings of a teenage girl
My name is Alethea.
I am 14 years old
I have this delusional thing that my name is the best name in the world, but that's just my subconciousness trying to grasp some part of myself that is not self loathing.
I have almost non existent self esteem. Even though I play 3 instruments (well, lets just leave it at 3) and I am supposedly I am a gymnast (I think I am too fail to be under that title), I'm under the impression I am bad at everything. (Which I am!)
I have a very obsessive nature. I am also quite unpredictable and unreliable and I'm scared of being social.
On of my special talents is yodelling.
That's how weird I am of course.
I like talking using words with more that 3 syllables to make it sound as if I am speaking a language other than English, even though that's the only language I speak. I'm a disgrace to Asians apparently because I cannot speak the language in which my complexion screams out otherwise.
I am obsessed with big words and psychological disorders and paradoxes of all kinds.
I have survived through a 7.1 magnitude earthquake and numerous aftershocks, and been to 7 different schools in my life. (And 5 gym clubs and I don't even want to start counting the teachers.)
I fear I am a pessimist.
Sometimes I am a grammar freak too.
This blog is to help other understand what goes on in my head.
Good luck with that!
"You're crazy!"
"I know!"
I don't post for the sake of posting. That just defeats the purpose of carrying the responsibility of a blog. I always have something to say, something to write and something to let go of. Everything I write is what I feel. Maybe one day all these useless thoughts will be of use to someone. A forensic maybe. A statistician. Another lost soul.
Each one of these posts is subtly dedicated to someone. Each of these songs is written from the emotion I carried within me, spiked by another being.
I have no idea what I want to do with my life, sometimes I don't even know what I want to do with the next 24 hours that confront me when I get out of bed. Sometimes even survival defeats the purpose of existence. But this sad little URL is something I've made of a habit. Thankfully not a self destructive one like other habits have in common.
Barely 14 years old, and I'm already babbling incomprehensible gibberish.
I'm not like other kids?
Where is my boyfriend?
My make up bag?
My wardrobe?
Non existent.
My priorities are all mucked up.
Right now my sisters are upstairs starightening their hair?!
I couldn't care less.
Oh, what am I doing with my life?
Wasting everything away.
That's what my mother says.
Oh well.
How long do you have to live to make a living?
"I know!"
★ For the sake of it. ★
Tuesday, July 26, 2011 ( 10:09 AM )
I don't post for the sake of posting. That just defeats the purpose of carrying the responsibility of a blog. I always have something to say, something to write and something to let go of. Everything I write is what I feel. Maybe one day all these useless thoughts will be of use to someone. A forensic maybe. A statistician. Another lost soul.
Each one of these posts is subtly dedicated to someone. Each of these songs is written from the emotion I carried within me, spiked by another being.
I have no idea what I want to do with my life, sometimes I don't even know what I want to do with the next 24 hours that confront me when I get out of bed. Sometimes even survival defeats the purpose of existence. But this sad little URL is something I've made of a habit. Thankfully not a self destructive one like other habits have in common.
Barely 14 years old, and I'm already babbling incomprehensible gibberish.
I'm not like other kids?
Where is my boyfriend?
My make up bag?
My wardrobe?
Non existent.
My priorities are all mucked up.
Right now my sisters are upstairs starightening their hair?!
I couldn't care less.
Oh, what am I doing with my life?
Wasting everything away.
That's what my mother says.
Oh well.
How long do you have to live to make a living?
We all have times where we say stuff we didn't really mean
I just have more of these times than the average person!
I just have more of these times than the average person!
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If I dwelled on the fact weirdness was a bad thing
I'd probably be dead by now.
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★ archives ★
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My life's goal
Is to be spontaneous because that's the way I roll
★ SAPPHIRE! ★
★ KENDALL! ★
★ MAXINE! ★
★ DANIELLE! ★
★ CHARLOTTE! ★
★ CAITLIN! ★
★ LAUREN! ★
★ ERIN! ★
★ EEIYN! ★
★ NICOLE! ★
Is to be spontaneous because that's the way I roll
★ SHOUTOUTS ★
even if I don't say ♥ that often
★ SAPPHIRE! ★
★ KENDALL! ★
★ MAXINE! ★
★ DANIELLE! ★
★ CHARLOTTE! ★
★ CAITLIN! ★
★ LAUREN! ★
★ ERIN! ★
★ EEIYN! ★
★ NICOLE! ★