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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!"
How could I not have had a topic to talk about before? there is so much to talk about now, partially because I just read 2 books and wrote down a whole lot of random thoughts, and sent it to my old gym coach, and did a GINORMOUS load of dishes, allowing my to think up more random thoughts...and you get the idea.
First of all, I have this sneaky suspicion my mother is trying to send me a message by borrowing books about people who have done stuff like me. It's like she's embarked on a journey of subtle parentism. I don't even know if that is possible. ANyway, of the two books I read, one is about the end of the world, which believe it or not, has been one of my long all time obsessions. Sometimes, I can kid myself into believing that it will happen, and sometimes I'm completely adamant it won;t happen. But I like thinking up random scenarios of me rescuing people. Which will never happen. Heros have too much pressure of them. Anyway, this particular book was SOOOOOOOOOOOOOO unsatisfying! It was such a good book, and then it stopped all of a sudden? But t's a new seroes so I'll have to find the next book. The second book is fabulously me. But I haven't quite finished (3 more chapters?) so I'll report tomorrow.
I noticed that my pinky finger on my right hand is always cold. Especially after I do dishes with cold water, it never warms again with the rest of the hand. Is it a sign of bad circulation or something? What does it mean?
I'm so bored without gym. Apart from reading and dishes and dinner, I did nothing productive. I just moped around. I feel so lazy =.=
Oh what to do, what to do...
"I know!"
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Tuesday, September 13, 2011 ( 9:31 PM )
How could I not have had a topic to talk about before? there is so much to talk about now, partially because I just read 2 books and wrote down a whole lot of random thoughts, and sent it to my old gym coach, and did a GINORMOUS load of dishes, allowing my to think up more random thoughts...and you get the idea.
First of all, I have this sneaky suspicion my mother is trying to send me a message by borrowing books about people who have done stuff like me. It's like she's embarked on a journey of subtle parentism. I don't even know if that is possible. ANyway, of the two books I read, one is about the end of the world, which believe it or not, has been one of my long all time obsessions. Sometimes, I can kid myself into believing that it will happen, and sometimes I'm completely adamant it won;t happen. But I like thinking up random scenarios of me rescuing people. Which will never happen. Heros have too much pressure of them. Anyway, this particular book was SOOOOOOOOOOOOOO unsatisfying! It was such a good book, and then it stopped all of a sudden? But t's a new seroes so I'll have to find the next book. The second book is fabulously me. But I haven't quite finished (3 more chapters?) so I'll report tomorrow.
I noticed that my pinky finger on my right hand is always cold. Especially after I do dishes with cold water, it never warms again with the rest of the hand. Is it a sign of bad circulation or something? What does it mean?
I'm so bored without gym. Apart from reading and dishes and dinner, I did nothing productive. I just moped around. I feel so lazy =.=
Oh what to do, what to do...
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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