amen.
So, a little crisis seems to have passed, or hopefully it has. Let's hope so.
I'm very lethargic these days. I seems to go in spurts of semi-lethargic and flatout lethargic. Maybe I should start taking my vitamins again, but ever since Michele told me that some British studies proved vitamins toxic, I have been weary!
It's funny. I've been reading the 'reader mail," about the 50 Hottest Rockers thingy in the current issue, and I'm taken aback by how earnest and full of themselves these girls are! They don't want their "artists" to be exploited to the teenybop world, apparently. It got me thinking to if I was ever like that... I probably was?
This got me thinking back to high school. Reflecting back on my teens years sort of makes me cringe. Many are surprised to hear that I was a miserable, spiteful, cynical, nasty teen. (Sorry, Mom and Dad!) I wasn't lonely, but I was a loner; I wasn't an outcast, but I was an outsider. Or, at least, this is the perception I had of myself. I just really kept to myself, because I felt like I couldn't relate to anyone, even my best friends. And while there were probably lots of people like me who I could've befriended, I didn't even want to feign interest in making friends. "I was a rock, I was an island." I didn't exactly "fit into" any sort of clique or pre-established teen stereotype. I was a band geek, who was in honors classes, and lettered in two sports. Everyone liked me fine, but I think I hated myself so much that I didn't bother being social or made an effort to stand-out in any way. God, being a teenager really sucks.
Anyway, all those years of seclusion from adolescent experimentation probably have screwed me over in some ways. I didn't experience things like "first love," or "first dates," or lots of "firsts," in a time when you're supposed to have these milestones or whatnot. So, I'm a little regressed in that sense. But, it's nice to realize that I have always done my own thing, on my own timeline, and have never felt like I needed to fit in anywhere. That kind of stuff just happens on its own, I suppose.
Anyway, everyone should be miserable at one point in their life. It builds character. So, to everyone under 18 -- throw-out that prescription of Prozac.
I'm very lethargic these days. I seems to go in spurts of semi-lethargic and flatout lethargic. Maybe I should start taking my vitamins again, but ever since Michele told me that some British studies proved vitamins toxic, I have been weary!
It's funny. I've been reading the 'reader mail," about the 50 Hottest Rockers thingy in the current issue, and I'm taken aback by how earnest and full of themselves these girls are! They don't want their "artists" to be exploited to the teenybop world, apparently. It got me thinking to if I was ever like that... I probably was?
This got me thinking back to high school. Reflecting back on my teens years sort of makes me cringe. Many are surprised to hear that I was a miserable, spiteful, cynical, nasty teen. (Sorry, Mom and Dad!) I wasn't lonely, but I was a loner; I wasn't an outcast, but I was an outsider. Or, at least, this is the perception I had of myself. I just really kept to myself, because I felt like I couldn't relate to anyone, even my best friends. And while there were probably lots of people like me who I could've befriended, I didn't even want to feign interest in making friends. "I was a rock, I was an island." I didn't exactly "fit into" any sort of clique or pre-established teen stereotype. I was a band geek, who was in honors classes, and lettered in two sports. Everyone liked me fine, but I think I hated myself so much that I didn't bother being social or made an effort to stand-out in any way. God, being a teenager really sucks.
Anyway, all those years of seclusion from adolescent experimentation probably have screwed me over in some ways. I didn't experience things like "first love," or "first dates," or lots of "firsts," in a time when you're supposed to have these milestones or whatnot. So, I'm a little regressed in that sense. But, it's nice to realize that I have always done my own thing, on my own timeline, and have never felt like I needed to fit in anywhere. That kind of stuff just happens on its own, I suppose.
Anyway, everyone should be miserable at one point in their life. It builds character. So, to everyone under 18 -- throw-out that prescription of Prozac.