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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!"
It is one of my favourite come backs to bitchy people. And I really depise bitchy people, people who laugh and snigger and gossip behind your back at the flaws they put in place to make you feel bad (that could be a good song line) and it just bugs me that although I despise it so much...
I seem to do it increasingly these days myself.
And I am ever so sorry (NO BLIMIN' SARCASM!) for the things I have done and the pain I have caused by my reckless actions, but then again, this post could be in vain (wow another lyric line) and I could just be paranoid. I hope so.
Anyways, to less depressing topics, my obsession with guitar is growing. I have new pretty blisters. I have new guitar obsessed friends. This is the life. AND MY ENGLISH MARKS WERE TOP! WOOHOO! TOP MARKS FOR ALL MY EXAMS! Even though compared to everyone I know in Singapore and elsewhere, my exams are boring and lame. Which they are actually. But oh well. Don't steal my thunder.
Gym today was actually quite cool. I think it is nice to have a break from your coaches, especially if things are going rough. I hope everything works out. I hope. How futile. Hope is such a weak response, hope demonstrates the fail of reliability. But I can do nothing more than hope. Oh well.
I HAVE CAMP NEXT WEEK! ARGH! I DON'T WANT TO GO!!! I CAN'T PREPARE RIGHT/ENOUGH!!!
I think I am growing into my fringe, or my fringe is growing into me. Either way, I am getting much more used to it. I think today I demonstrated compassion. I think today I spontaneously proved my gift of spontaneous-ness and gave a hug out of reflex. WHAT IS THE WORLD COMING TO?! But I feel nice.
Have I ever mentioned one of my gifts is talking? I am now known as The Loud One. I think this is very accurate.
Don't you?
"I know!"
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Thursday, November 17, 2011 ( 8:44 PM )
It is one of my favourite come backs to bitchy people. And I really depise bitchy people, people who laugh and snigger and gossip behind your back at the flaws they put in place to make you feel bad (that could be a good song line) and it just bugs me that although I despise it so much...
I seem to do it increasingly these days myself.
And I am ever so sorry (NO BLIMIN' SARCASM!) for the things I have done and the pain I have caused by my reckless actions, but then again, this post could be in vain (wow another lyric line) and I could just be paranoid. I hope so.
Anyways, to less depressing topics, my obsession with guitar is growing. I have new pretty blisters. I have new guitar obsessed friends. This is the life. AND MY ENGLISH MARKS WERE TOP! WOOHOO! TOP MARKS FOR ALL MY EXAMS! Even though compared to everyone I know in Singapore and elsewhere, my exams are boring and lame. Which they are actually. But oh well. Don't steal my thunder.
Gym today was actually quite cool. I think it is nice to have a break from your coaches, especially if things are going rough. I hope everything works out. I hope. How futile. Hope is such a weak response, hope demonstrates the fail of reliability. But I can do nothing more than hope. Oh well.
I HAVE CAMP NEXT WEEK! ARGH! I DON'T WANT TO GO!!! I CAN'T PREPARE RIGHT/ENOUGH!!!
I think I am growing into my fringe, or my fringe is growing into me. Either way, I am getting much more used to it. I think today I demonstrated compassion. I think today I spontaneously proved my gift of spontaneous-ness and gave a hug out of reflex. WHAT IS THE WORLD COMING TO?! But I feel nice.
Have I ever mentioned one of my gifts is talking? I am now known as The Loud One. I think this is very accurate.
Don't you?
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
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Is to be spontaneous because that's the way I roll
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