My opinions, quotes, and random blibber-babble

Rambling on about myself

The reason I'm doing this because is that you may be able to understand where my bitching comes from.

I was born into a mostly normal family, in a small city. Had plenty of friends in school, didn't get in any sort of fights. Life was pretty much simple.

Then came adolescence. Pretty much it's a time where we all hate everyone and everything a nd we want to murder a lot of people.

For me, it just made me pretty aggressive verbally, and slightly physically. And shy. How the fuck that happens I have no idea.

I'm a homeschooler, which has its pros and cons. Pros is that I'm not in that cookie cutter education system, and that I have to study only one to two hours every day minus Sunday and Saturday. Cons is that I don't have much social interaction.

Therefore, I have a lot of problems there.

I'm very fluent in the English language, but everyone says I don't use it. Well, I do. I just don't say it to everyone's face because every time I did, they threw my words into my face and beat my spirit down.

I was always shy to a certain degree, but I am pretty talkative. And I suck at staying on topic.

I've never been bullied too bad like my sister, but words do hurt. I've considered suicide many times in the past, which I thankfully never acted on. It's mostly my hormones affecting my thoughts. I've had people ask me what the hell is going on with me because I can be a bunny in a meadow one minute, then I'm depressed as hell the next.

Again, hormones.

I've always been passionate about creativity and life of all kinds. Which balances my brother's destructive tendencies. I'm still not sure what I want to be in life, actually. I've wanted to dance, to make music, to write, to draw.... But I've never been too good at any of them minus music, which I don't think I'll survive or even get into that industry because of my annoying voice.

Which brings me to another thing I want to say -- I'm sorry if I annoy you. I don't mean to be annoying, it just sort of happens. And pride keeps me in my position. But eventually it becomes okay. Eventually. (Read: A LONG TIME)

I've been called weak, stupid, and mean before. I will admit, I can get pretty mean. And ignorant sometimes. But I am not weak or an idiot. I will get my facts straight even if they are incorrect.

And I'm not afraid to stand up for what I believe in. Which means I will fight you tooth and claw about bisexuality, gay rights, my religion, and what I believe is right.

Which is why my rants exist. It's a way for me to show my opinions about things, be they aggressive (READ: INSULTING) or calm. It's better than holding it all in to myself.

And in the end, it actually helps my socialization skills grow.

So, I thank you all for listening to my bitch about random crud that I feel and stuff like that.

And as always, shine on.