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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!"
People say it's hard to imagine that a year has passed since the day when Christchurch began shaking. A year has passed since the 4th of September. A year has passed. I'd say it's hard to imagine, but remembering comes with ease. Why imagine? There is nothing to imagine, only that to remember. And I remember everything. I even wrote a detailed recount of the first week of chaos, but was because my mum suggested I recorded this 'life changing event'. I even recorded the meals we had and how many times we scrambled underneath tables. A whole year ago, I was 13! Wow!
And a whole year back, I would not have given a second thought to moving. One earthquake and people thought...whatever. We can deal with this. We can move on. Who would have imagined that I'd be lounging around on the same couch in a whole different city? One year ago, I had stable ambitions, I had a steady outlook, I was sane perhaps (mre so than I am now!), and one year ago, Nationals would have been in 3 weeks! That was probably my main concern. How carefree I was.
What's changed since then? Apart from my family, pretty much everything is nothing like before. New house, new school, new teachers, the works. It. Is. AWESOME.
Starting over is fun. Very fun. You have a chance to build a whole new image, a whole new reputation...some would say that you can't change that much, but I know I do. Waaaaaaaaaaay too much. Ask someone I knew in Christchurch 1 year back to describe me and you'd get a completely different description to one from someone that knows me only now.
Because one year ago, I was different.
And that's probably why I end up confused about myself.
It's so weird.
"I know!"
★ One Year Ago. ★
Sunday, September 4, 2011 ( 12:36 PM )
People say it's hard to imagine that a year has passed since the day when Christchurch began shaking. A year has passed since the 4th of September. A year has passed. I'd say it's hard to imagine, but remembering comes with ease. Why imagine? There is nothing to imagine, only that to remember. And I remember everything. I even wrote a detailed recount of the first week of chaos, but was because my mum suggested I recorded this 'life changing event'. I even recorded the meals we had and how many times we scrambled underneath tables. A whole year ago, I was 13! Wow!
And a whole year back, I would not have given a second thought to moving. One earthquake and people thought...whatever. We can deal with this. We can move on. Who would have imagined that I'd be lounging around on the same couch in a whole different city? One year ago, I had stable ambitions, I had a steady outlook, I was sane perhaps (mre so than I am now!), and one year ago, Nationals would have been in 3 weeks! That was probably my main concern. How carefree I was.
What's changed since then? Apart from my family, pretty much everything is nothing like before. New house, new school, new teachers, the works. It. Is. AWESOME.
Starting over is fun. Very fun. You have a chance to build a whole new image, a whole new reputation...some would say that you can't change that much, but I know I do. Waaaaaaaaaaay too much. Ask someone I knew in Christchurch 1 year back to describe me and you'd get a completely different description to one from someone that knows me only now.
Because one year ago, I was different.
And that's probably why I end up confused about myself.
It's so weird.
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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