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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!"
I'm loving Gin Wigmore. And probably driving the neighbours insane with my tuneless holler.
It has been one week since gym ended, and I'm feeling like a fat slob. Technically, even if I go back, I won't be doing much anyway. Just the thought of going makes me feel accomplished haha. 2 more weeks of complete freedom!
Anyways, today, I finished the back of that folder I started yesterday (refer to yesterday's post if you want to look at the front and spine.) It was much harder to colour in than I thought it would be. I think it looks pretty good! Considering all I could find was A SUPER THICK CHISEL TIP PERMANENT MARKER!!! ARGH! And yes, that is twink on the outside, my twink/whiteout/liquid paper has been seriously abused this year for decorating novelty things.
Well, it did the job.
I definitely put more effort into decorating the outside of this folder than the work on the inside. At least it looks pretty (unlike me D:). I read somewhere that doing something creative everyday somehow provokes endorphin release and therefore...you feel happier. BUT the reference was quilting?! I don't think quilting would have made me feel happier.
We shall see where boredom leads me next.
Anyways, I didn't get to go for a run today, I didn't get to even leave the house. It has been warm, but super windy, and it's probably going to rain which makes me feel even more like a pessimistic, procrastinating lazy lump of no good who lives under the bed.
I have a better idea. I will walk to the library with my neuroscience what not. I will mug and memorise. I will walk back from the library.
BAM!
EXERCISE!
"I know!"
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Wednesday, December 28, 2011 ( 1:17 PM )
I'm loving Gin Wigmore. And probably driving the neighbours insane with my tuneless holler.
It has been one week since gym ended, and I'm feeling like a fat slob. Technically, even if I go back, I won't be doing much anyway. Just the thought of going makes me feel accomplished haha. 2 more weeks of complete freedom!
Anyways, today, I finished the back of that folder I started yesterday (refer to yesterday's post if you want to look at the front and spine.) It was much harder to colour in than I thought it would be. I think it looks pretty good! Considering all I could find was A SUPER THICK CHISEL TIP PERMANENT MARKER!!! ARGH! And yes, that is twink on the outside, my twink/whiteout/liquid paper has been seriously abused this year for decorating novelty things.
Well, it did the job.
I definitely put more effort into decorating the outside of this folder than the work on the inside. At least it looks pretty (unlike me D:). I read somewhere that doing something creative everyday somehow provokes endorphin release and therefore...you feel happier. BUT the reference was quilting?! I don't think quilting would have made me feel happier.
We shall see where boredom leads me next.
Anyways, I didn't get to go for a run today, I didn't get to even leave the house. It has been warm, but super windy, and it's probably going to rain which makes me feel even more like a pessimistic, procrastinating lazy lump of no good who lives under the bed.
I have a better idea. I will walk to the library with my neuroscience what not. I will mug and memorise. I will walk back from the library.
BAM!
EXERCISE!
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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Is to be spontaneous because that's the way I roll
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