Musings of an Average Teen

So, this is my first story thingy. It's not really a story, more just random thoughts and stuff that annoys me. Actually, it's not a story at all. I've never put my work up for people to read and I don't know how this will turn out. But I hope you kind of maybe like it.

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Caterpillars. I like them. They're pretty cool. Actually, changed my mind. I don't like them the more I think about it. Ow. I just cracked my neck. Hard. And it really hurt. I may need to do something about that. But anyway, back to caterpillars. They're kinda nasty. You know what else is nasty? No? Neither do I, I forgot. I got distracted, which happens a lot. It gets annoying. Especially when I'm at school and the teacher just goes on and on and on. And then I stop listening and start daydreaming. Then, next thing you know, BAM, you're supposed to be doing something and you're all like, wha? So you look to your friend to ask what the hell is going on, and they've got the same dazed look that you had only seconds ago. And then you think, 'We're screwed.'

Wanna know what I hate? I hate it when I'm talking to someone on Facebook, and they reply with 'hahaha lol'. I mean, seriously? Do you not want to speak to me, coz I can't reply to that. And then they go all 'Why aren't you replying? What did I do? Do you hate me?' and I reply all like, 'It wasn't you, you didn't do anything. No I don't hate you.' And really, I'm thinking 'Wait, so I don't reply within 10mins coz I'm trying to think of a response to your crap message, and suddenly I hate you?!?!' It makes no sense AT ALL! I've noticed that it's always guys who ask too. And I thought us girls were insecure. They seem to need constant reassurance that they're absolutely freakin amazing.

Also, when someone constantly messages you. All the time. Nonstop. And then they do the whole 'why aren't you replying' shit. And then I bash my head against something that's kind of but not hard. Like a pillow. Which can become very hard in pillow fights, I should know.

You know how you get really tired, but can't sleep. And then you stay up for half the night for no reason, and wake up the next morning absolutely pooped. And it's a school day with like, three tests and a physical sport lesson. And then you go total ninja crazy and get through the day, but do the same thing the next night. It's like a circle, never ending, always going round. Then you go mad and buy 12 cats. I don't like cats. One scared the crap out of me when I was little, never liked them since. But I think they eat caterpillars, the little ninjas. And we're back to caterpillars. So with this, I leave you. A full circle has come and nothing new will come up. Otherwise I'll go on about the same stuff, and you'll just leave. Which wouldn't be good.

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There we got, one chapter up for the few of you who may read this. Sorry about how it's set out, I wasn't really sure how to format it.