Quintessential Teenage Girl?
I just looked in the mirror, & I feel cute - I'm wearing a green tanktop, plain jeans, & burgundy flip-flops - without my glasses, I could be one of those cute girls you see walking down the street. I have a cell phone in one hand, boyfriend in the other. ::shrug:: - but I don't. I wear glasses & without them I can't see 2 feet in front of my own face. I favor plaid skirts, & old thrifstore t-shirts, just like any other whiney emo girl. I've never walked down the street with a member of the opposite sex holding hands, nor have I been on a real "date". I don't go to parties, I don't drink, I don't smoke pot like the rest of the population at my school, & I've only smoked one cigarette in my entire life. I don't suck up to my teachers, even though I manage pretty well in school. I don't fit in where I live, not because of my looks, but because of what I feel, I might look like another "rebel girl" - but I'm not. I'm one of the deformed piece of the puzzle - & for some reason, nobody minds that I don't fit in quite right. I don't go out of my way to be something "new", "dangerous" or "cool". I'm just Carly S. Price, & honestly, I'd never have it any other way. Apparently, niether would my friends.