It's not exactly the bestseller of the year. So here goes. Random thoughts I have just written down if for anything to get it out of my system. I'll probably write every day or every few days so if you read this, cudos, and if not, I'm glad you have a better things to do.
I've always been jealous of my brother. He's intelligent, great at maths and sciences (in face, he'll be majoring in them), well liked by adults, especially teachers, has many friends, handsome guy, and seems pretty
Why does it feel like I'm having a midlife crisis when I'm only pushing 16.
We have to do self portraits in photo and it has to be of us doing something we're passionate about or is truly us, and I can't think of anything. We aren't allowed to do us hanging out with friends and things like that.
I'm not passionate about anything I realized. I'm not athletic or athletically inclined, I'm not artistic or musical or anything like that.
It's so bad I asked my mom what
So, I went to our City Hall today to hand in an application for this position that'd I'd be perfect for (I also have fairly good connections and stuff) and I had never met the woman I needed to give it to and when I did I didn't say what I meant to say and nothing came out how I had planned it in my head. Argggggg. It was awful.
Then I went to look for a dress and everything I saw (and everything I have seen so far) is either to