Normal girl, normal life. Or was it actually normal at all? All I could say was - abnormal. I am not one of those kids who came out way too early out of their momâs belly or a postponed baby either. I didnât mean it that way. I am⌠.
Yeah, I ended that sentence right there, that's because I really donât know who I am. Iâd prefer the phrase âstill discoveringâ but it's not a relationship status that you put up on Facebook. It is a way I remind myself not to compare myself with others. After all, I am actually nothing. And nothing was not a thing. Nothing was nothing. It doesnât really make sense here, does it? Thatâs exactly how I feel when I am thinking about my future or my career. What am I good at? Um, nothing. Well, let's see, according to articles online, I should be trying new things and âdiscovering myselfâ, and now I ask how exactly do I do that? (deep thoughts) Found the answer! Go to a camp, duh! Go to a camp where they make you do public speaking, ⌠yeah, thatâs all I could think of. Yeah well and if you donât have the guts or the money to go to a camp and âempowerâ yourself, you should probably visit a therapist, darling. According to me (may sound like the beginning of a GP answer), at the end of every damn teenager movie, there is always a happy ending which makes me feel like I should do something about. Yeah, so here I am. After watching wait what was the movie. Oh yeah, The DUFF, I was so tempted to add a LOL in the end, but I did not, gotta resist my feelings, phew. Moving on, it was the kind of movie where losers suck at the beginning and rule at the end if only this happened in real life. Actually, it shouldnât, I canât bear making myself embarrassed like that just shed a few tears. I might as well have made a Olympic size pool out of the number of tears I would cry out. Okay, I might be exaggerating quite a bit. That's it for now.
