Hello, my name is Cameron. I am 17, dirty blonde. I am here to post my story. You see, I actually have it good but also bad. For home life, I have it okay. I live lower-middle class and I have a mother who loves and cares for me. My father was already long gone before the picture. I guess I only have minor complaints about life compared to you poor humans.
My problems life within life. I feel no purpose at all. All my life I wanted to accomplish something wonderful. I wanted to be the hero. I wanted to be the one to rid suffering from most of Humanity. But as my high school life nears and end, I have yet to find a good sign of me actually achieving something. I have considered simply working as a blue collar worker and playing video games forever in an apartment because for some reason I do not ever want a normal life...
As in social means, I have no enemies and I am not a person who is alone. However, I wish I was better at not being so god damned quite. I can receive information. But I can't really talk with much luck. It's very annoying and I am working on it now. I hope I can get closer with the group I supposedly follow. I look up to my second best friend. He is what I want to become socially. He also was the first to have sex :D
As for sex!! I have luckily found out that I am NOT down with browntown. Even if she is hot. And yes, I suck at sex. But that's cause I have only done it twice with a not so hot girl. With girls, I can get any girl below average. I have to work hard for an average one. But a hot one is only in the hands of luck. Sounds normal right? Haha.
As for me, I am luckily extremely healthy. I have no alleries..no diseases...no disorders. There is absolutely nothing wrong with me..except! I am to damn kid-like for my age. This bugs me too. I am 5 foot 6 inches and 125 pounds. So I am shorter than my friends. I slur my words for no reason some times. Damn it! I wish I was more social as a kid.
To be honest, my life is great. However, I am full of jealousy. I want to be my friends! I guess that's normal. I never thought about it that way...hmm. Typing this out was actually a damn fine idea! Wow. I feel better. Ima go have fun. Good luck everyone. | |
As for the awkwardness. Not everyone is good at talking to people. Myself included. But just remember the only thing stopping you is a lack of confidence.
Go whine to the soldier who lost both legs, and half his face in Afghanistan, fighting to stop shits like you getting blown up at home, I`m sure he will be very understanding.
People like you make me sick, go do something useful with your life, END IT!!!!
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