I learned this fact that seems to explain everything: Teenagers ages 12-25 feel emotions 4 times more than adults. So, what this thing is telling me is that all my depression attacks aren't really major? That it's totally normal?! Unknown Athena likes this... As well as third-person. Third person is fun, yes?
-Unknown Athena
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
Saturday, April 9, 2011
Fun Nights and loads of Grease!
Yup, it's 11:55 at night, but I'm still up. Sure, the curtain fell, but I'm still playing. Not really. I was trying to be all metaphorical and stuff. So yeah. Tonight I performed in my school's spring musical; Grease. Sadly I didn't get to finish that earlier post (which I will continue at some point. Key word; some point), but here's a new one fresh off the press. There were many cheers, and flowers (I can't believe my dad got these for me!!),
and compliments, and photos taken tonight. I was so thrilled that no one would know I have/had (can't tell anymore) depression! Me and my friends went out to a diner last night to celebrate, which is the tradition with plays and musicals; have fun, then go to a diner. It works like so. But tonight I was so drained and tired that I went home. Delilah was happy to see me, she couldn't stop jumping!
P.S. You should see my apple seed now! It's grown so much! I gotta take a picture to show you guys!
P.P.S. Happy almost-birthday to my friend!

-Unknown Athena
P.S. You should see my apple seed now! It's grown so much! I gotta take a picture to show you guys!
P.P.S. Happy almost-birthday to my friend!
Wednesday, April 6, 2011
It's lunch, I'm bored, so let's find the sexual references in Grease!
Yeah, I'm wierd. I'm taking my lunch time to find all the sexual references in the musical Grease. There's too many to list, so I'll just put 'em in here with some thoughts: (Raining on Prom Night voice): It's raining rain from the skies Me: Well where else does it come from? Gotta go, lunch's over, will finish later...
Monday, April 4, 2011
If only if only...
... I could block this stupid thought from my head. It's so ridiculous, and I guess I have to tell you since I mentioned it; I like someone. Yeah, crushes. I get why they're called, crushes. They can legit, crush you, even if they don't know it. Looking at those two, it makes me want to crawl into a hole and cry. I know it's all acting (did I tell you guys I'm in my school's musical? I'm an old lady, while everyone else gets to look cute and young-ish. Grr...), and plus the guy's also a "lady-killer" (taken from the script), but I can't block out that ______ thought!!!! This is like, not nice. It's not even real jealousy, because they're only acting, right? They don't have real feelings for each other, right? :(
Oh no, I'm getting worried. And when I'm worried it's hard to eat. I was worried at practice so badly I just let my friend eat half of my sushi, and I need that sushi. I don't want to go back to the hospital (or as I like to call it, Hell). I want to do track. I want to go to camp. I want to go to Spain. I may not want to gain weight, but looking "big" is better than not being seen at all, I guess.
Why is it that I can't be in control? Sadly I'm so passive; I let people practically walk all over me. Help me with this, it's so hard to do alone. How can I refuse? My friends are pretty much as important as family, if not more. How do you say "no" to the ones so close to you?
Oh no, I'm getting worried. And when I'm worried it's hard to eat. I was worried at practice so badly I just let my friend eat half of my sushi, and I need that sushi. I don't want to go back to the hospital (or as I like to call it, Hell). I want to do track. I want to go to camp. I want to go to Spain. I may not want to gain weight, but looking "big" is better than not being seen at all, I guess.
Why is it that I can't be in control? Sadly I'm so passive; I let people practically walk all over me. Help me with this, it's so hard to do alone. How can I refuse? My friends are pretty much as important as family, if not more. How do you say "no" to the ones so close to you?
-Unknown Athena
Sunday, April 3, 2011
Anyone remember C.O.O.L. and J.E.R.K?
Oh the days of elementary school... When the worst thing you could say to a person was "Shut up" or "You're stupid" or "You're such a cool kid!". Anyone remember those acronyms? C.O.O.L, ring a bell? You know, constipated, overrated, outdated loser? And J.E.R.K; Junior Educated Rich Kid, or something like that? For whatever reason I thought of those things when I came home from a sleepover at my friends house. I conked out before midnight so I was well-rested when I got up. Then I went home and delivered some girl scout cookies. Then took a shower, and am too lazy to go back to delivering more cookies. Don't you have those moments too? When you know you should be productive but are too lazy to go through with it? Yeah, I'm having one of those....
-Unknown Athena
P.S. My apple seed grew so much! As in, more than an inch!
Saturday, April 2, 2011
What comes up must come down... To like, China!
No racism on China! It's just an expression! You know, like when you were a little kid and thought you could dig to China? Yeah, that's what I meant. Annnnnnnnyways, this post has nothing to do with China, but I needed a cool title to go with this. Moving on...
My life is currently a hell-hole, place, whatever. I had to call the police earlier today on my brother because he was getting crazy about not wanting to get off his xBox. He was screaming, crying, cursing, threatening, breaking stuff... My mom tried to break his xBox, but sadly failed and it works like a charm. My brother broke his cell phone, which was pretty broken before. The police officer talked to him for awhile, but none of the stuff she said seemed to get into his head. A few minutes later, he was back on, screaming into the screen, as if those pixel-ized soldiers actually existed. I sense an addiction... Hmm... After that, I felt depressed and hung out with some friends. (Hey, that's better then crying in my room, right?) Now I'm just waiting for my mom and dog (they're at Petsmart doing that dog-training thing) to come home so I can make dinner, yes, I make the dinners about 75% of the time now, and go see my friend perform at the library.
My life is currently a hell-hole, place, whatever. I had to call the police earlier today on my brother because he was getting crazy about not wanting to get off his xBox. He was screaming, crying, cursing, threatening, breaking stuff... My mom tried to break his xBox, but sadly failed and it works like a charm. My brother broke his cell phone, which was pretty broken before. The police officer talked to him for awhile, but none of the stuff she said seemed to get into his head. A few minutes later, he was back on, screaming into the screen, as if those pixel-ized soldiers actually existed. I sense an addiction... Hmm... After that, I felt depressed and hung out with some friends. (Hey, that's better then crying in my room, right?) Now I'm just waiting for my mom and dog (they're at Petsmart doing that dog-training thing) to come home so I can make dinner, yes, I make the dinners about 75% of the time now, and go see my friend perform at the library.
Any suggestions to calm down my ADHD-anxiety-stressed-twin brother?
-Unknown Athena
Friday, April 1, 2011
Being Wasted, Fun Nights and April Fools
First, I will tell you; I WAS NEVER WASTED IN MY LIFE, 'KAY? Just had to establish that. Yeah, I see you (not legit, but you know what I mean), thinking this 13 year old got wasted. No. Sorry. You're very very wrong. It's actually a song, by Cartel, the coolest band ever. Look it up on Youtube; Wasted by Cartel. It's beautiful. Listen first for the beat (it's so grooving! Ack, I sound so... Old. Gyah!), second time for the lyrics. It changes the way you think, alright? Right.
Second, never judge an event by how crappy it sounds. "Game Night for 7th & 8th graders. DJ, laser tag, open gym and more!" sounds really, really stupid. Hopefully you think so too, because that was my first thought. Then, I thought, aw screw it. So I went with a few of my friends (and miss Olivia went with me too, that cool blogger buddy from school I blogged about earlier.), and it was so much freaking fun. You are never too late to play laser tag in an enclosed space. Wearing the vest was optional (at least for me. Don't you love cheating? Well it's not really cheating, it's... Improvising. Yeah, let's go with that...).
Third. April Fools Day; so much fun until you get to 8th grade and none of the teachers do any April Fools Day pranks. My math teacher gave us a test, and it actually COUNTED. Seriously, it was evil I tell you; EVIL.
Yeah, I pretty much summed up my day, nix 2 hours of play rehearsal, in this post. Hope you guys had fun laughing your heads off when people fell for your pranks.
Second, never judge an event by how crappy it sounds. "Game Night for 7th & 8th graders. DJ, laser tag, open gym and more!" sounds really, really stupid. Hopefully you think so too, because that was my first thought. Then, I thought, aw screw it. So I went with a few of my friends (and miss Olivia went with me too, that cool blogger buddy from school I blogged about earlier.), and it was so much freaking fun. You are never too late to play laser tag in an enclosed space. Wearing the vest was optional (at least for me. Don't you love cheating? Well it's not really cheating, it's... Improvising. Yeah, let's go with that...).
Third. April Fools Day; so much fun until you get to 8th grade and none of the teachers do any April Fools Day pranks. My math teacher gave us a test, and it actually COUNTED. Seriously, it was evil I tell you; EVIL.
Yeah, I pretty much summed up my day, nix 2 hours of play rehearsal, in this post. Hope you guys had fun laughing your heads off when people fell for your pranks.
-Unknown Athena
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