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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!"
Sometimes, there is a need to visualise an adult you know, as a child. For example, when your science teacher has a flashback and decides to tell you story about her upbringing and how her mother poisoned the kids at her primary school in 1960 with copper...Anyway, it's so hard to imagine old people younger! (No offence...)
I can totally imagine all the people in my class older, and my brother and sisters as adults, but when it comes to imagining my parents as children I have nothing to work from.
Maybe it's because I find it easier to imagine the future than imagining the past...it's more free, there's no telling what could happen, but with imagining the past, you know it's already happened, there's a standard, something to match to? That would have to happen in my subconciousness (highly likely).
With age, it's just so gradual, it annoys me. Where is the point where adolescence turns into adulthood? Or childhood into adolescence? The fact that it is not defined annoys me, there's no right answer, there's no wrong answer, so what is the point of the question?
Argh this aways happens when it's my birthday...I'm getting old.
"I know!"
★ Random Visualisations ★
Friday, July 8, 2011 ( 1:09 PM )
Sometimes, there is a need to visualise an adult you know, as a child. For example, when your science teacher has a flashback and decides to tell you story about her upbringing and how her mother poisoned the kids at her primary school in 1960 with copper...Anyway, it's so hard to imagine old people younger! (No offence...)
I can totally imagine all the people in my class older, and my brother and sisters as adults, but when it comes to imagining my parents as children I have nothing to work from.
Maybe it's because I find it easier to imagine the future than imagining the past...it's more free, there's no telling what could happen, but with imagining the past, you know it's already happened, there's a standard, something to match to? That would have to happen in my subconciousness (highly likely).
With age, it's just so gradual, it annoys me. Where is the point where adolescence turns into adulthood? Or childhood into adolescence? The fact that it is not defined annoys me, there's no right answer, there's no wrong answer, so what is the point of the question?
Argh this aways happens when it's my birthday...I'm getting old.
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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My life's goal
Is to be spontaneous because that's the way I roll
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Is to be spontaneous because that's the way I roll
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