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(A thought.)
Stand outside and scream.
Because you can.
Because you're alive.
How To Deal with a Teenager.
(A drabble.)
You know what I hate? When an adult attempts to write a book about how to deal with a teenager. Because, yes, we are difficult. Do you think we’d have as much “fun” if we weren’t? And not to be all angst, but how do they expect to understand us? I mean if they pull the whole “well, I was there too” crap, then they’re just being retarded. ‘Cause if they really remembered all of their teenage years, they wouldn’t shake their heads when we do something stupid and say, “I just don’t know where this came from” or some other suitable filler for a disappointed silence.
So why do we have books being published for parents about how to deal with a teenager? I think a teen should write one. That’d be good.
“When your teenager announces that they’re pregnant, sign them up for the quickest abortion. Odds are, they want it out of their body just as much as you do.”
Or…
“If in the case your teenager is becoming obsessed with cultlike followings and have begun listening to Helter Skelter non-stop, let them join a commune. It’ll bite them in the ass when they get sent to prison for following “Family Orders”.”
And perhaps just maybe…
“Want to understand your teenager?
Well here’s how!
Don’t.”
DREAM BIG!
(A suggestion. And some actual crap that I updated. I know, dreams do come true.)
I'm amazed at how long it took me to realize I'm retarded for writing these journal entries. And because I'm so cool, I'm gonna keep doing it. FUCK YES!
Yeah, I'm in a rather liberal mood. I bought Juno and Edward Scissorhands today. So, yeah. I put up some Juno fanart on dA. Check it out.
I also posted another chapter of Now and Then. Hope you enjoy that... and PLEASE IF YOU'RE READING THIS, REVIEW! I will write whoever next reviews (and claims they read this journal entry) a fanfic of their choice. Preferably Kingdom Hearts, but you know, I know enough about a lot of other fandoms... so yeah... -is desperate-
I need to get a life and stop living on a computer. Damn the seventh grade and having no friends.
It crippled my ability to do anything with myself.
I'm writing more songs. Soon, I'll make a list for a small album, then I'm going to attempt to get music to the lyrics... and well, we'll see what happens.
"We're just dancing we're just hugging, screaming, kissing, pulling tugging, on the sleeve of how it used to be."
- Mood:
bouncy
