one year anniversaries

confusing daydream from nightmare
this temporary life
a now complete lack of empathy
my modern psychopathy

done and done

so today I finished my last exam of college. I'm pretty excited to take the next step in my life but I can't move forward without taking a good look backwards. my two years of cegep were the most emotional years of my life. I went to school in a place where I didn't talk to anyone. I simply went in got good grades and left. which isn't to say I didn't get involved. I was considerably involved in clubs and volunteering. I was surrounded consistently by people but felt so out of place. I made and lost some great friends in the process of this. on my drive home today I thought about all the people I would never see again. these were the very same people who I never wanted to see in the first place. it's ironic how when things come to a close our perception of it changes entirely.

First Blog Ever

       Okay, so this is my first blog ever and I'll probably look back on this with horror and great shame but what the hell. I'm writing this to get my ideas and opinions out to the world. In an odd twist of fate, I'm sure that no one will ever read this aside from maybe a lady who loves cats too much. Nevertheless, I figure that people need to hear from "The Other Teenager". I call myself this because traditionally, I break the mould of a teenager. I do not gawk over teen hearthrobs or have some strange obsession with vampires. I do however, have a mind of my own. There actually are teenagers out there who listen to real musicians like Billie Holiday and Frank Sinatra.

       I consider myself "The Other Teenager" because, both fortunately and unfortunately, I've had to live through extremely difficult life experiences that set me aside from the average teenager. Broken hearts and teen angst are nothing compared to what I've overcome. I've had the wonderful privilege of being cast into this world as an old soul. I guess I wanted to start this entire blog business off with an introduction about the selected few teenagers who gravitate away from stereotypes and create their own identity. Yes, I'm living proof that teenagers can have wisdom beyond their years and can be shaped by hardships that most adults will never endure. I suppose this is suffice for a first blog. As we say in Montréal, "Au Revoir"