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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 am destined to be a social reject for the rest of my life. Right now, I am considering taking out the piano midboard and crawling inside where the world will forget me forever (but then the piano would probably collapse because I'm so fat). I missed that period in school where the cliches were created, where the friends were made and the bonds formed. And so, as I said, I am deemed to be a reject. Hoorah!
It's not because of gym or anything, I'd probably be worse off without gym because then I'd be exposed to people less. I'd be cooped up practicing piano or something antisocial. Antisocialness.
I think I like it this way better. I am an observer. Watching and then overthinking. Watching stupid people make stupid mistakes. Watching other people's faces when I make a stupid mistake. And then after that I'll go dig a hole and bury myself.
"I know!"
★ A Social Life ★
Tuesday, August 9, 2011 ( 8:28 PM )
I'd like to think I'm not trying. Other people's laughter scares me. Especially at school. I can't stand it when people stand around and laugh, or laugh when you walk past, or the giggles and hugs and whispering and gossip and shit.
I am destined to be a social reject for the rest of my life. Right now, I am considering taking out the piano midboard and crawling inside where the world will forget me forever (but then the piano would probably collapse because I'm so fat). I missed that period in school where the cliches were created, where the friends were made and the bonds formed. And so, as I said, I am deemed to be a reject. Hoorah!
It's not because of gym or anything, I'd probably be worse off without gym because then I'd be exposed to people less. I'd be cooped up practicing piano or something antisocial. Antisocialness.
I think I like it this way better. I am an observer. Watching and then overthinking. Watching stupid people make stupid mistakes. Watching other people's faces when I make a stupid mistake. And then after that I'll go dig a hole and bury myself.
I guess it doesn't help that I'm not exactly allowed to go to people's birthday party's or to people's houses other than homework reasons (thank you NCEA for being a valid excuse). It also doesn't help that I'm not allowed Facebook, that technically I'm not even allowed this blog , I'm not allowed to go to discos and sleepovers and slumber parties of such. But at the same time, since I've been prohibited from a young age, I have convinced myself that they are unnecessary and that I'd hate it if I went for any of the above anyway.
I wonder how much I would have changed if I'd been influenced by my peers more. Probably for the worse I guess. I don't wear dresses, or skirts with the exception of school uniform. People around me probably own like a bazillion of the above but I despise even having pink items living in my room. Ew. I don't like frilly or lace or bikinis and dancing. No make-up, hair straightening or nail painting makes its way into my routine.
I think I generally hate having to be 'feminine'. People always ask why I dress like a guy. I don't dress like a guy! I don't really care about what I wear anyway, as long as it's not too revealing. I don't own any clothes from Glassons or Jay Jays! Beat that people. I don't like guys. I also don't like girls. I don't like people in general maybe. Haha. I also have a strong dislike for school. It's so...school like. (Don't you just love my fantastic adjectives?) School, especially lunchtimes, involves me and my feeble attempts at socialising. I should just try make people hate me so I don't have to bother.
Sure, it's lonely, but I have my conscious, the voices in my head and my iPod. That's all I need.
I am a weird child.
I wonder how much I would have changed if I'd been influenced by my peers more. Probably for the worse I guess. I don't wear dresses, or skirts with the exception of school uniform. People around me probably own like a bazillion of the above but I despise even having pink items living in my room. Ew. I don't like frilly or lace or bikinis and dancing. No make-up, hair straightening or nail painting makes its way into my routine.
I think I generally hate having to be 'feminine'. People always ask why I dress like a guy. I don't dress like a guy! I don't really care about what I wear anyway, as long as it's not too revealing. I don't own any clothes from Glassons or Jay Jays! Beat that people. I don't like guys. I also don't like girls. I don't like people in general maybe. Haha. I also have a strong dislike for school. It's so...school like. (Don't you just love my fantastic adjectives?) School, especially lunchtimes, involves me and my feeble attempts at socialising. I should just try make people hate me so I don't have to bother.
Sure, it's lonely, but I have my conscious, the voices in my head and my iPod. That's all I need.
I am a weird child.
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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