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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!
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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!"
The view from our rental property is magnificent. Some good music and a chance to sit near a window makes a good thinking space. I find myself drifting more and more often these days, daydreaming...making up things that I wished really happened, or I wish would happen. It's lucid then. I guess the view doesn't really matter, because I loose sight of it after all. Things generally make more sense in my head than anywhere else. On a random note, I've just realised that the words I type here, go straight from my brain to internet, there's no stage where they sound in the air, isn't that magic? It's so raw, but there's the knowing that it's flexible, I can change it, I can take it back, I can take away the evidence at the click of a button. And I wish, that life had a button like that. Like those instant memory wipe things you see in movies. If I had one of those, I'd probably use it on myself, and that'd be my new obsession...I was also discussing on the bus, that most things I afflict myself with become obessions. So does that mean that I'm an obsessive person, or my way of thinking just seems obsessive? And when do things actually become obsessive? Where is the line drawn?
I'm also reading wiki...lucid dreams...time/space model...autoscopy.
Peculiar topics, very Alethea like subjects.
Today is the first day of spring! New season, and probably time for some well deserved spring cleaning, and I should stop daydreaming and then trying to convince myself it will happen. I'm a daydream believer! But only sometimes. I have to put my mind to it...
I could achieve amazing things if I put my mind to it. Isn't that sad?
But instead I'm just a waste of space
mostly.
Teehee!
"I know!"
★ Daydream Believer ★
Thursday, September 1, 2011 ( 5:45 PM )
The view from our rental property is magnificent. Some good music and a chance to sit near a window makes a good thinking space. I find myself drifting more and more often these days, daydreaming...making up things that I wished really happened, or I wish would happen. It's lucid then. I guess the view doesn't really matter, because I loose sight of it after all. Things generally make more sense in my head than anywhere else. On a random note, I've just realised that the words I type here, go straight from my brain to internet, there's no stage where they sound in the air, isn't that magic? It's so raw, but there's the knowing that it's flexible, I can change it, I can take it back, I can take away the evidence at the click of a button. And I wish, that life had a button like that. Like those instant memory wipe things you see in movies. If I had one of those, I'd probably use it on myself, and that'd be my new obsession...I was also discussing on the bus, that most things I afflict myself with become obessions. So does that mean that I'm an obsessive person, or my way of thinking just seems obsessive? And when do things actually become obsessive? Where is the line drawn?
I'm also reading wiki...lucid dreams...time/space model...autoscopy.
Peculiar topics, very Alethea like subjects.
Today is the first day of spring! New season, and probably time for some well deserved spring cleaning, and I should stop daydreaming and then trying to convince myself it will happen. I'm a daydream believer! But only sometimes. I have to put my mind to it...
I could achieve amazing things if I put my mind to it. Isn't that sad?
But instead I'm just a waste of space
mostly.
Teehee!
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
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My life's goal
Is to be spontaneous because that's the way I roll
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