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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!"
Mom took me shopping today. It was horrible, she took me straight from gym, so I was forced to walk around in a chalky cloud in my gym gear for 2 hours (not that I really cared haha, I like that people avoided me). I think she finds it really difficult to make me seem presentable. I'm one of those 'get-up-in-the-morning-and-put-on-the-first-thing-you-see' people...I think in all I have only like, 5 t-shirts in my entire wardrobe...I might even have more pajamas than presentable outing clothes. I love pajamas, they are my favourite clothes (and the best part is no body sees them!)
It was a leetle bit intimidating seeing all these well dressed/skinny people at Dressmart. Okay so it was extremely intimidating and I lost all trace of my self esteem seeing my disgusting reflection. I hate clothes/shoe shops because there are so many mirrors.
I think I've said that before.
Anyway, observing all the well dressed people convinced me that dressing like a guy was so much better. Pretty much all the guys I saw were wearing jeans and a t-shirt, with a hoodie or a bush shirt on top. That's pretty much all I am capable of wearing (and gym gear of course). On the other hand of the spectrum, most of the girls donned shorts (not that I can say much, my gym shorts are pretty short for public use) and dressy tops with long necklaces and what not. I'd say 75% of them either wore mini shorts, shirts or dresses.
As I said, dressing like a guy is so much easier. I just like to be comfortable you know?
Anyway, some good did come out of the 2 hour shopping trek, I got myself a nice hoodie.
That's about it.
Bad news about last night, I didn't get to finish my awesome dream. I guess that's just not how the way dreams work :(
Or maybe I ate too much cereal.
I really think I should improve my swimming skills, it's no good haveing a life survival skill as a weakness. My penpal's awesome dream (which crazily enough, portrays me completely and utterly accurately) reminds me of my crap (non-existent) ability to swim, so next term I'm gonna make an effort. It's weird, I don;t like swimming, but I LOVE surfing, it's so incredibly fun!!! And I like kayaking too, so it kinda doesn't make sense haha. It must be the chlorine :P
How did I even get to talking about this?!
Well, I'm going to comfort my stomach with more cereal (seriously, I think I'm addicted).
Feel free to donate more Cocoa 'O's to my house if you have any (and if you know where my house is).
nom nom nom
"I know!"
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Friday, October 21, 2011 ( 3:53 PM )
Mom took me shopping today. It was horrible, she took me straight from gym, so I was forced to walk around in a chalky cloud in my gym gear for 2 hours (not that I really cared haha, I like that people avoided me). I think she finds it really difficult to make me seem presentable. I'm one of those 'get-up-in-the-morning-and-put-on-the-first-thing-you-see' people...I think in all I have only like, 5 t-shirts in my entire wardrobe...I might even have more pajamas than presentable outing clothes. I love pajamas, they are my favourite clothes (and the best part is no body sees them!)
It was a leetle bit intimidating seeing all these well dressed/skinny people at Dressmart. Okay so it was extremely intimidating and I lost all trace of my self esteem seeing my disgusting reflection. I hate clothes/shoe shops because there are so many mirrors.
I think I've said that before.
Anyway, observing all the well dressed people convinced me that dressing like a guy was so much better. Pretty much all the guys I saw were wearing jeans and a t-shirt, with a hoodie or a bush shirt on top. That's pretty much all I am capable of wearing (and gym gear of course). On the other hand of the spectrum, most of the girls donned shorts (not that I can say much, my gym shorts are pretty short for public use) and dressy tops with long necklaces and what not. I'd say 75% of them either wore mini shorts, shirts or dresses.
As I said, dressing like a guy is so much easier. I just like to be comfortable you know?
Anyway, some good did come out of the 2 hour shopping trek, I got myself a nice hoodie.
That's about it.
Bad news about last night, I didn't get to finish my awesome dream. I guess that's just not how the way dreams work :(
Or maybe I ate too much cereal.
I really think I should improve my swimming skills, it's no good haveing a life survival skill as a weakness. My penpal's awesome dream (which crazily enough, portrays me completely and utterly accurately) reminds me of my crap (non-existent) ability to swim, so next term I'm gonna make an effort. It's weird, I don;t like swimming, but I LOVE surfing, it's so incredibly fun!!! And I like kayaking too, so it kinda doesn't make sense haha. It must be the chlorine :P
How did I even get to talking about this?!
Well, I'm going to comfort my stomach with more cereal (seriously, I think I'm addicted).
Feel free to donate more Cocoa 'O's to my house if you have any (and if you know where my house is).
nom nom nom
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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