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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!"
TO this
(the kind of scene where you can hear the lone crickets chirp)
Our last activity was sandcastle building, which wasn't really an activity, they just made it up to accommodate an extra class. It was great! We basically had free time on the beach, which was ever so relaxing. Of course, some of us did make sand castles, and here we have dear Coral squatting by our creation, the utterly unoriginal MERMAID!
PWETTY WATER!
Coral guarding the mermaid.
Our crazy mermaid with afro asian hair.
Emilia diggin' like a dog...
Cindy tenderly shapes the upper assets of our mermaid.
Good times. After making our sand castles and other various sand structures, we all ventured into the ocean for one last splash. We were lucky that we didn't have an activity where we actually had to get into the water last, because there wasn't even enough time for the other classes to get changed and eat lunch so it was one or another for them.
PHOTO BOMBED! By the hostels =.=
A gorgeous photo, if not for Maddy (far left)
Wading out to sea.
Krishna looks very awkward here.
A cute pic of Sarah and Krishna :)
JETSTAR!
Coral and Caitlin looking philosophical.
Group shot! (WHY DO I ALWAYS LOOK SO MUNTED?!)
And with a back drop (I have no idea what that black shaded mark is).
And that was it! And we were back on the badly colour coded buses to head back to civilisation, and showers, and toilets that flushed.
zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
"I know!"
★ Camp (Day 3) ★
Friday, November 25, 2011 ( 11:10 AM )
Finally, on the last day of camp we all woke up at no less than 7.00am. Our first activity and only activity for the day only started at 10.15am anyway, so there was no rush. For breakfast, we had hot chocolate and whatever home baking was left (not much since I had eaten most of Coral's slice and shared most of my afghans, only Caitlin's muffins remained!)
And then we had to pack up. The field went from looking like this...
And then we had to pack up. The field went from looking like this...
TO this
(the kind of scene where you can hear the lone crickets chirp)Our last activity was sandcastle building, which wasn't really an activity, they just made it up to accommodate an extra class. It was great! We basically had free time on the beach, which was ever so relaxing. Of course, some of us did make sand castles, and here we have dear Coral squatting by our creation, the utterly unoriginal MERMAID!
PWETTY WATER!
Coral guarding the mermaid.
Our crazy mermaid with afro asian hair.
Emilia diggin' like a dog...
Cindy tenderly shapes the upper assets of our mermaid.Good times. After making our sand castles and other various sand structures, we all ventured into the ocean for one last splash. We were lucky that we didn't have an activity where we actually had to get into the water last, because there wasn't even enough time for the other classes to get changed and eat lunch so it was one or another for them.
PHOTO BOMBED! By the hostels =.=
A gorgeous photo, if not for Maddy (far left)
Wading out to sea.
Krishna looks very awkward here.
A cute pic of Sarah and Krishna :)
JETSTAR!
Coral and Caitlin looking philosophical.
Group shot! (WHY DO I ALWAYS LOOK SO MUNTED?!)
And with a back drop (I have no idea what that black shaded mark is).And that was it! And we were back on the badly colour coded buses to head back to civilisation, and showers, and toilets that flushed.
zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
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
I'd probably be dead by now.
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My life's goal
Is to be spontaneous because that's the way I roll
★ SAPPHIRE! ★
★ KENDALL! ★
★ MAXINE! ★
★ DANIELLE! ★
★ CHARLOTTE! ★
★ CAITLIN! ★
★ LAUREN! ★
★ ERIN! ★
★ EEIYN! ★
★ NICOLE! ★
Is to be spontaneous because that's the way I roll
★ SHOUTOUTS ★
even if I don't say ♥ that often
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★ NICOLE! ★