My name is confused. Well, that should be my name since thats how I feel pretty much 100% of my life. I'm dyslexic, so that pretty much explains the whole school situation. People usually tend to...dare I say make fun of me for being dyslexic. So much for the whole "accept everyones differences" campaign. After they make some snippy comment I usually make one back which makes the situation awkward for everyone. The person usually glares at me and says something even meaner. I say to myself "Congragulations Carina! You just made a new enemy". Yay. Where I live, people arent very accepting of the whole "Im different than you" situation. Yeah no. You have to be AT LEAST 5'6, smart, rich, funny, smart, attractive, smart.......You get the picture right. Pretty much the only category I fall into is.....the height one. It's ok though. Its not like I would want to be like any of them either. So we just keep our distances from one another and the world usually continues to spin.
Not trying to be depressing here, but its not like my aunt likes me either. My mom left me when I was a baby. I guess I interferred to much with her party schedule, so she hit the rode with nothing but a 6 pack of bud light and a car full of gas. My aunt was left with the burden that is me. I'm not asking for sympathy. Or any kind of comfort. I'm just simply telling you my life story so that maybe, you can help me piece together what I'm looking for. So thats pretty much me. 16 years old with really nothing going for myself. Terriffic.
Well I should probably tell you my name, since I just shared my whole life story with you. I'm Carina. It means Dear one in spanish. I'm not spanish, so don't even ask. Well my dad might have been, but Ive never seen what he looks like so I'm really not sure. I'm 5'6. I have that kind of skin thats natrually a little tan, but when it gets pale I look really awkward. My hair is dark brown and tangled all the time. A far cry from the perfect super straight hair of my classes. But trust me. I've got bigger problems than my hair not being completely perfect one morning.
