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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!"
Today has been a spastic day of randomness.
I think the word 'spastic' is one of those everything words. Like 'random'. Because most things can be described as random. Most things. Most things associated with me anyway. Same with the word 'awesome'. You can describe just about anything with the word 'spastic'. It's awesome. (See what I did there?)
Anyways, today I had the much dreaded talent quest, and I think it wasn't as bad as I thought it was going to be. I freaking loved the audience! It was great, I was deafened by sounds other than my own terrible voice/yodelling. Who would have known yodelling could take me so far? And to think it sprung from boredom. I can't actually think of any good uses for it, apart from annoying the hell out of people and communicating on the Swiss alps (or causing an avalanche). Oh well. And don't ask me if I won because I don't know. And to tell you the truth, I don't really care either. It wasn't for winning, it was for fun.
I got recognised by some random on the bus, she was eyeing me rather suspiciously, and then she turned around and exclaimed "You're the yodelling girl!"
I felt a mixture of shock, horror, and embarrassment, but my face more of less looked like this:
=.=
I don't blush (I think).
Many people came up to me with the whole "You're so good!" ploy, and of course my automatic response of "No I'm not!" followed. I say that I'm not good at everything, regardless of whether I'm actually good at something or not. So that is a bad way of judging my ability. I'm not going to tell you how to cajole me to do stuff for you, because I don;t want to be manipulated! And surely you'll be smart enough to figure it out for yourselves.
Also, the health teacher gave me a freaking detention! For no apparent reason! It pretty much ruined my day, since I managed to getr through the past 6 periods unscathed.
Gah.
So now I have to weedle out of it somehow.
I realise the problem with me is that I have a very short attention span. I have squillions of good ideas, just that the majority of them don't make it out onto paper, or at least very little of these great ideas get there. In the business course I just did, the guy did a bt of geometrical psychology on us. He got us to draw 4 shapes, a circle, a triangle, a squiggle and a square, and then label them in order 1-4, 1 being strongest attraction and 4 being most dislike shape. I chose squiggle, triangle, circle, square. The squiggle was so me (creative people who have short attention spans). The square was not (extremely organised perfectionists). Triangles were leaders and circles were carers of the world. I like the concept of geometrical psychology. It's intriguing. Something else random I noticed though, when asked to draw triangles, most people drew equalateral triangles? Why? I drew a right angle triangle with an approximate 3:4:5 ratio to sides, with the hypotenuse facing right. And I actually drew my circle around it, which was weird. I don't like equalateral triangles, they all seem un trustworthy to me ('cos I'm weird).
Do you know my mum got sunburnt today? I've never gotten sun burn before. I don't burn. Yay. Kung fu is tomorrow!
Such spastic randomness I have written here.
"I know!"
★ Spastic Randomness ★
Friday, September 23, 2011 ( 9:49 PM )
Today has been a spastic day of randomness.
I think the word 'spastic' is one of those everything words. Like 'random'. Because most things can be described as random. Most things. Most things associated with me anyway. Same with the word 'awesome'. You can describe just about anything with the word 'spastic'. It's awesome. (See what I did there?)
Anyways, today I had the much dreaded talent quest, and I think it wasn't as bad as I thought it was going to be. I freaking loved the audience! It was great, I was deafened by sounds other than my own terrible voice/yodelling. Who would have known yodelling could take me so far? And to think it sprung from boredom. I can't actually think of any good uses for it, apart from annoying the hell out of people and communicating on the Swiss alps (or causing an avalanche). Oh well. And don't ask me if I won because I don't know. And to tell you the truth, I don't really care either. It wasn't for winning, it was for fun.
I got recognised by some random on the bus, she was eyeing me rather suspiciously, and then she turned around and exclaimed "You're the yodelling girl!"
I felt a mixture of shock, horror, and embarrassment, but my face more of less looked like this:
=.=
I don't blush (I think).
Many people came up to me with the whole "You're so good!" ploy, and of course my automatic response of "No I'm not!" followed. I say that I'm not good at everything, regardless of whether I'm actually good at something or not. So that is a bad way of judging my ability. I'm not going to tell you how to cajole me to do stuff for you, because I don;t want to be manipulated! And surely you'll be smart enough to figure it out for yourselves.
Also, the health teacher gave me a freaking detention! For no apparent reason! It pretty much ruined my day, since I managed to getr through the past 6 periods unscathed.
Gah.
So now I have to weedle out of it somehow.
I realise the problem with me is that I have a very short attention span. I have squillions of good ideas, just that the majority of them don't make it out onto paper, or at least very little of these great ideas get there. In the business course I just did, the guy did a bt of geometrical psychology on us. He got us to draw 4 shapes, a circle, a triangle, a squiggle and a square, and then label them in order 1-4, 1 being strongest attraction and 4 being most dislike shape. I chose squiggle, triangle, circle, square. The squiggle was so me (creative people who have short attention spans). The square was not (extremely organised perfectionists). Triangles were leaders and circles were carers of the world. I like the concept of geometrical psychology. It's intriguing. Something else random I noticed though, when asked to draw triangles, most people drew equalateral triangles? Why? I drew a right angle triangle with an approximate 3:4:5 ratio to sides, with the hypotenuse facing right. And I actually drew my circle around it, which was weird. I don't like equalateral triangles, they all seem un trustworthy to me ('cos I'm weird).
Do you know my mum got sunburnt today? I've never gotten sun burn before. I don't burn. Yay. Kung fu is tomorrow!
Such spastic randomness I have written here.
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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