Oh, how the teenage life has been endlessly made fun of. There is no denying a teenagers life can be quite humorous at times due to the heavy coating of drama we all seem to recieve. Whether it be from boys, friends, sports, school etc. there is drama. But unfortunately for those of us who are stuck in this teenage nightmare, there is nothing funny about it.
Yes, I am very much a teenager (hence the name of my blog). I have enough drama to keep me busy. Do I delight in it? No, I should say not. I despise drama really. I don't handle it well at all. But there are those people, yes those people who significantly enjoy drama. Better yet, they endulge in it. And so for those of you who eat up drama like its a medium rare stake smothered in barbeque sauce with a side of sweet potatoes, this is for you.
Recently, my life has turned into one giant stress ball. Unfortunately this is not the kind of stress ball that you can squeeze to make your stress go away. No no, it's quite the opposite really. It's as though it's one of those balls attached to a bunjie chord hanging around your wrist. No matter how far, how fast, or how hard you throw that ball, it's always going to come back to you.
I would have to say that a majority of my stress is due to the male species. A friend of mine will concur with me on this one. I have had enough boy problems to last me a life time, and on into oblivion. I've realized that a lot of my posts have had a certain hatred towards the male species. I don't necessarily hate men per say. I hate what they do to us women. They hang us up, way up in the clouds, on a dainty little chord, only to cut it and let us fall back to the ground. Oh, of course where are my manners? There is a rare species of men that do not do this, who always treat women right and are constantly trying to do the right thing. But are they single? No I think not. That, or they are hidden very cleverly, making it hard work for us girls to find them. I do know a few men though, who have constantly helped me in my life and have never let me down. I think now would be the perfect time to list them.
Well, I shall bid you adieu for now. I shall write again soon.