Then Let Me Go.

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Like most bloggers on here, I came here to escape from reality and ended up getting sucked in. This blog is a personal thing to me and it's so incredibly easy to share with hundreds of strangers. People you'll never meet and most likely, know how you've felt in such situations. It's funny how I couldn't seem to write anything on the description over there, yet I've caught myself rambling on over here.
Things about me. I stay awake until 6 or 7 in the morning and then end up sleeping until 2 or 3 in the afternoon. I don't go to what you would call a 'normal' high school. Though it's normal and better fitted for myself. Only going twice a week, just to graduate 6 or so more months earlier. My genre of likes for movies go from Disney to painfully, accurate documentaries about life. Same with music, you can catch me listening to boy bands such as One Direction or Big Time Rush and then System of a Down or Prince. I would say I'm a complex human being, but we all are, really.
In general. I am your average, blogging, teenage girl. More for the media and technology than my studies. Though I do enjoy choir, English, and sometimes History. I have goals to make it into UCLA and then hopefully work at Google. And if that doesn't work out, somehow make it rich and travel around the world like every other person.
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Then Let Me Go.

It's getting to the point where I never like what I write here. The only thing that seems to stay is the Nic Sheff quote, from one of my favorite books. Makes me think that if I can't even write a simple description of myself, do I really even know myself? Which causes me to ramble on. So I guess I should minimize it down to the general information most people are interested about. The who, the where, age, and such. I'm a 17 year old 'teenage' girl who lives in southern California. I consider myself to be bisexual, though more successful relationships with men more than woman. I'm trying to live my 'last year as a teenager' as a teenager more than anything else. I owe that much to myself after trying to act grown up most of the time since I turned 13.

"It's like there are seven candles lit in my stomach. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven. Seven candles burning and smoking - lit - seven flames of doubt, fear, sorrow, pain, waste, hopelessness, despair. They turn my insides black with soot and ash."
Nic Sheff.

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