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I'm a Diced Tomato

I have writer's block for my report, yay.

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Lily Adams
, 11-03-2007 at 06:57 PM (1413 Views)
I'm fifteen and a half as of yesterday. I hate that. I really don't want to drive. *sigh*

Anyways, tomorrow is my one-year Lit Net birthday, and I know this sounds strange, but I was thinking about it and it gave me time to reflect on how I was a year ago. (ha ha, so dramatic) I was a sad, time-lost soul. More so than now. For most people, it's beneficial for them to listen to classical music. For me, it's more destructive. I still get very sad that I didn't live at Versailles, (though I can think of plenty of bad reasons to live there) but I've found my place a bit more in modern society. Though the Hofburg Imperial Palace looks a bit more inviting... I actually found a word to describe me: anachronist. Is that correct? Sometimes I feel as if I've been on this Earth for fifty years. It's really freaky. I guess it's because I like old things so much. Even just being born fifty years ago would have been cool. I'm just lost, I guess. Can't bond with my fellow fifteen-year olds.

Which reminds me, my best friend who is the only one who understands me (I swear we were separeted at birth. We were attached at the earlobe ) has transferred to another school due to health issues and it sucks big huevos. I seriously cannot bond with ANYONE there my age at that school. I think the only thing that keeps me sane at that school is talking to the teachers, which is really, really weird according to what's normal. I swear I think some kids hate me in History because when we took this quiz on the French Revolution I got all excited and thought it was fun. Also we watched this video on Ray Bradbury and I was having fun watching it because of Mr. Bradbury and it had flying saucers and cheap props and stuff.

So yeah, I'm kind of screwed. Gotta hang out with the pinks now who ignore me.

*angst angst*
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  1. BulletproofDork's Avatar
    Awwwww! *pouts* What about us? WE LIKE YOU!!!!!!!!!!
  2. Virgil's Avatar
    The pinks? Who are the pinks? Yeah, but a lot of people who lived at Versailles wound up at the guillitine (sp?). You live near Santa Barbara. Isn't that almost heaven? Hey you reminded me, I'm almost on my two year anniversary. Hey thanks for your nice comment on my mother in my blog. I just noticed it today. She's doing reasonably well. She's finally home.
  3. 's Avatar
    Lily Adams you are extraordinary! Don't be like everyone else. You seem very mature for a 15 year old, and there's nothing wrong with that. I understand how you must feel lonely at times - when I was in school I always felt old for my years and only had a couple of close friends. In my free time I used to hang out with the librarian and the man who ran the local bookshop, and now I'm perfectly sane see see!!! Happy anniversary !!!
  4. Niamh's Avatar
    Dont go to the Pinks! you are to unique to become a clone! Dont do it! I'm sure you'll find some one to be friends with. I know school is tough when you have a brain. But think about it. You'll have a wonderful job(by the sounds of it as a set designer on a sci-fi Movie set<with space ships>) while half of them fail to get into hollywood or end up in macdonalds! (I know thats a terrible thing to say but hey!) Any way we like you!(and we always will!)
  5. Countess's Avatar
    You and Andave have much in common: you're both young, mature beyond your years, exceptionally intelligent, and thus alienated from your peers, forcing you both to operate in a somewhat isolated circumstances. Although I am the same way (and have been), I realize how it is much harder on you both, since you are in your development years, where socialization takes place and friends/friendships are paramount. But take heart: the collective will live, socialize and die together, without incident, but you will travel your own path (to borrow Frost's analogy), stake your own territory, and become a deeper, wiser individual for it. A great man never emerged from the collective save he was already apart from it but unknown.>>>>>>>>>>>PS: IF it makes you feel any better, I live for Halloween so I can wear Victorian dresses or 18th century Romantic attire. I could easily and quite happily dress like that every day, but being overly-sensitive, I couldn't suffer the ridicule and mocking looks I'd receive; thus I dress like everyone else so as to go unnoticed. And yes, I am Lord Byron's true love, separated only by time, and one day he'll be reborn and find me, and we will be married and have lots of Byronic Babies! I should have been born in the 18th century!