If you don't know all ready, by your excellent deduce-ment, I am a teenager. And as I am listening to this song (yes, another one!) called Cry, by Mandy Moore, well, the teenage existence seems pretty complicated. I seriously haven't had that much to do with the normal teenager's life, seeing as I am homeschooled, I don't have a boyfriend, and I'm not that in tune with their choice in favorite pop culture. But from what I can observe, it is really, hard looking. I am sure you all are laughing at me. But maybe not, since you don't know about my home life that much. Well, I live a pretty sheltered life. The closest I can come to observing about going to high school and having a boyfriend is watching and listening to some aquaintances and watching really badly done movies and reading some teenage-based literature. See, very laughable. But, it seems so stress filled and angsty and sappy-ness littered with broken hearts and empty heads. I know real life isn't like that. I think. But I just thought I would write about it.
I like to imagine who you are, my dearest readers. Some of them I know, but for the ones I don't, I imagine where you are, what you like, and if I can make you laugh. I like to think that everyday you log onto the computer to check your email, your Facebook, and my blog, just to see what wacky thing I come up with today. I have to admit, it makes me feel special and important if I think about it that way. Like I am a journalist, writing to my beloved public about things that could make them smile and lift their day, and maybe, inspire them to greater heights of musical and literary excellence. :D Oh well.
I must go, now. I am using my sister Jenni's computer. So, for now, my beloveds,
Fare thee well! Don't catch cold. I would be miserable for you.
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