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Life is going good, all in all.
I've successfully alerted my parents to the fact that I WANT THEM TO LEAVE ME ALONE. I find it ironic that my peers that are less mature than me have more freedom than me. A connection? Probably. Regardless, I think I'm at the stage where I can start handling myself more like an adult, but the key is that I need to be given the chance to do so.
I looked on the kitchen table today, and saw a book entitled "Bridging the Gap Between Teens and Parents," complete with a picture of a "typical" teen and an "edgy" cover design to remind the parent that we are rebellious and have no regard for what is "proper" and "appropriate." That was a long sentence. Anyways, I don't think I need to describe to you how I felt, being close to my age and equally offended by this "book" that will "help" our "relationship" "grow." I still don't know if I should risk touching it. Even if my fears are disproven, I don't think the cheese grater is sharp enough to peel off the tainted skin on my hands.
I was going to write about school, but everyone knows how everyone else feels about public (and oftentimes private) education. It blows. It's such an enticing subject, though, since it's a prevalent part of my life that definitely sucks, and our society is a bitching-intensive one.
You're probably confused at this point, because I said my life was good, when I have done nothing but complain. Okay, good things:
1) I am going out with Mallory Scott, who is super fine and extra-lovable. She also happens to feel the same way about me.
2) I am happy with who I am. My self-esteem is pretty good, which isn't something a lot of my peers can say.
3) I have twenty dollars in my wallet.
4) Someone told me I looked like Ashton Kutcher today, and then went on to say something about "blowing up mailboxes and shit."
Well, I'm going to go to bed now.
I've successfully alerted my parents to the fact that I WANT THEM TO LEAVE ME ALONE. I find it ironic that my peers that are less mature than me have more freedom than me. A connection? Probably. Regardless, I think I'm at the stage where I can start handling myself more like an adult, but the key is that I need to be given the chance to do so.
I looked on the kitchen table today, and saw a book entitled "Bridging the Gap Between Teens and Parents," complete with a picture of a "typical" teen and an "edgy" cover design to remind the parent that we are rebellious and have no regard for what is "proper" and "appropriate." That was a long sentence. Anyways, I don't think I need to describe to you how I felt, being close to my age and equally offended by this "book" that will "help" our "relationship" "grow." I still don't know if I should risk touching it. Even if my fears are disproven, I don't think the cheese grater is sharp enough to peel off the tainted skin on my hands.
I was going to write about school, but everyone knows how everyone else feels about public (and oftentimes private) education. It blows. It's such an enticing subject, though, since it's a prevalent part of my life that definitely sucks, and our society is a bitching-intensive one.
You're probably confused at this point, because I said my life was good, when I have done nothing but complain. Okay, good things:
1) I am going out with Mallory Scott, who is super fine and extra-lovable. She also happens to feel the same way about me.
2) I am happy with who I am. My self-esteem is pretty good, which isn't something a lot of my peers can say.
3) I have twenty dollars in my wallet.
4) Someone told me I looked like Ashton Kutcher today, and then went on to say something about "blowing up mailboxes and shit."
Well, I'm going to go to bed now.