Elderly Child

The World Wonders Why
2002-05-07 00:45:27 (UTC)

First Entry and Something About Me

Alright, well to tell you the truth, this is my 3rd
attempt at an online diary/journal thing. Hopefully this
one works out a little better.
My name is Raychul, I'm 15 years old, but I think that
I should be older. I am kind of bitter, and more than a
little angry at the world. I am not just being a whiney
teenage b*tch, I just have some problems that I don't think
I should have to deal with just yet. I come from an
abusive family, and as a result I have a tendancy to act a
little odd. Of course, being different means that I've had
to struggle to 'fit' anywhere. Lately things are okay,
although 'at home' is still a little tense. I have a large
group of friends, but only one that I actually consider
close. I am on the honour role at school and don't really
have any 'enemies.'
I write a lot. I am a poet, and I like to try to
write stories. I love all forms of art, drawing, acting,
and of course writing, but I'm not really good at any of
them.
As for how I am, physically, I can't really say that
that turned out as well as my social life has. I'm fat,
and I have acne, and numorous plain old bad features. As a
result, of course, I'm not exactly a teenage beauty. I
have anorexic & bulimic tendancies, but I'm still fat, but
my weight flexuates a lot. I am depressed most of the
time, but I usually act as though I'm ecstatic, just so
that I can keep my friends. I'm really nothing special,
just another f*cked up youth on the planet, and I suppose I
shouldn't b*tch as though my situation were anything
unique.
Well, that my little taste of history, I promise that
not all of my entries will turn into these pathetic trips
down memory lane.




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