helloo world
So... I'm new to this online journal thing. And I'm (almost) a sixteen-year-old. I'm a pathetic excuse for a "teenager." What teen hasn't had an online journal to pour all of her thoughts to the entire world? Er... me. Until now. I guess I should introduce myself. I'm Ophelia. All of my friends used to call me "Ophie" until it drove me crazy. I'm not much of an Ophie anymore. I do like my name, even though Lydia fits me more. Lydia Deetz has been my idol since I was a little girl. I don't know why. I guess I just liked her look and could totally relate to wanting to be a ghost at first, but now I can completely relate to her. I now have a pretentious stepmother. She's not like Catherine O'Hara though. Tim Burton would never cast her as Sally.
Today was... interesting. It's the second week of summer and I've been "LIVING IT UP!" ...not really. I'm stuck at home with the stepmom, Nancy. Nancy insists on cleaning up EVERY SPECK OF DUST before her darling husband comes home. Some would say this is good. "Oh, she's cleaning and making the house nice! WHEEE!" Yeah, no. It's not like that. It's annoying when you're stuck with her for every hour of the day. Today, I contemplated on sleeping during the day and staying up all night so I wouldn't have to deal with her. She wants me to call her "MOM." I already have a mom. She's just not in the state right now. She's gone to Minnesota for the summer to stay at this hippie camp. I'm not even joking. Since the divorce, she's been obsessed with being "one with nature" and stuff. I actually like that she's trying to still enjoy life after a hellish divorce. I mainly lived with her until she traveled to Hippie Camp.
I really wish she didn't leave for the summer. I think the thing I want most is to be closer to my mom. I mean, we have a good relationship, I guess, compared to others. But sometimes I just wish that I could talk to her about anything. I feel sort of uncomfortable around her. I can never really open up because she's always criticizing someone, whether they're someone on the tv or walking down the street. It's so out of her character to go to Hippie Camp. She's the last person I would have thought to hop a plane to Minnesota.
I also watched Mermaids with Cher and Winona Ryder today (in my flannel and sweat pants!) ... Cher is a fierce bitch.
P.S. I am getting a cat tomorrow and I am naming it George Michael.
Today was... interesting. It's the second week of summer and I've been "LIVING IT UP!" ...not really. I'm stuck at home with the stepmom, Nancy. Nancy insists on cleaning up EVERY SPECK OF DUST before her darling husband comes home. Some would say this is good. "Oh, she's cleaning and making the house nice! WHEEE!" Yeah, no. It's not like that. It's annoying when you're stuck with her for every hour of the day. Today, I contemplated on sleeping during the day and staying up all night so I wouldn't have to deal with her. She wants me to call her "MOM." I already have a mom. She's just not in the state right now. She's gone to Minnesota for the summer to stay at this hippie camp. I'm not even joking. Since the divorce, she's been obsessed with being "one with nature" and stuff. I actually like that she's trying to still enjoy life after a hellish divorce. I mainly lived with her until she traveled to Hippie Camp.
I really wish she didn't leave for the summer. I think the thing I want most is to be closer to my mom. I mean, we have a good relationship, I guess, compared to others. But sometimes I just wish that I could talk to her about anything. I feel sort of uncomfortable around her. I can never really open up because she's always criticizing someone, whether they're someone on the tv or walking down the street. It's so out of her character to go to Hippie Camp. She's the last person I would have thought to hop a plane to Minnesota.
I also watched Mermaids with Cher and Winona Ryder today (in my flannel and sweat pants!) ... Cher is a fierce bitch.
P.S. I am getting a cat tomorrow and I am naming it George Michael.