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Ever wondered what goes on in her mind?

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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!"

★ Random unstructured thoughts and pictures of what provoked them. What a long title. ★

Saturday, July 30, 2011 ( 8:43 PM )

I know many people who ask silly questions.

The hands of fate have for once, steered me to something positive and yet pointless. I'm not sure if pointlessness can be a positive, but don't ruin my moment. Anyway, while I was reading a comic book that my mother borrowed for me from the library (I have already finished all the other informative novels on psychology, why else would I be reading this?), I came across several panels which were MADE for me. (I know this looks bad, but I don't go around hoarding comic books! That's just sad. But then again what do I know?)

You know, I think I could handle this a little better than if you tried to tell me I wasn't fat.

And as if the two other pictures hadn't already convinced me that this book was WRITTEN for me, this pretty much did it. In case you were wondering, the pig in the last panel is an impression of me. Perfection.

Oh and thank you for Stephen Pastis for letting me steal your copyright privileges.

I hope that this weak attempt to use pictures to help you understand me better has not failed, like most other things I do usually.

Thank you for the time you have wasted on me.

We all have times where we say stuff we didn't really mean
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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