Yup. I just said that. Let's say it again. I want to be normal.
I want to hang out with my friends on a Friday night. I want to watch movies. I want to braid hair. I want to talk about boys. I want to actually see my friends. I want to know how to put on eyeshadow and what the heck highlighter is. I want to do choir. I want to do volleyball. I want to take selfies with my friends. I want to go to dances (even though I hate them). I want to do normal things.
But.
I can't.
Here's why.
I'm not normal. Even before I moved I never was normal. I don't like drama. I won't fight a friend over a boy. I love politics. I love school. I'd rather read a book than watch a movie. I'd rather exercise than watch Netflix. I don't become obsessed with a tv show.
Hahaha.
I'm not normal.
At first glance you might not think that. I'm short, wear glasses, have boring hear, laughs a lot, cries a lot. But then you get to know me. Then you realize I'm not the sweet little girl you thought I was. I'm a honey badger. I sound nice but I'm not afraid to rip you apart.
I get competetive. If I lose I will dwell on it until I win.
I'm studious. I'll get an A if it's the last thing I do.
I go after whatever I want. And I succeed. Most of the time.
I have meaningful relationships with my mentors and other adults in my life.
I have meaningful relationships with my peers.
I haven't spent the time to master one instrument, sport, or art. I can do a little bit of everything.
I don't exercise because I'm in a sport. I exercise because I want to be healthy.
I have a testimony of my savior Jesus Christ and my Father in heaven not because my parents told me to have one, but because I wanted one.
I speak another language.
I like getting up early.
I journal every day.
I love life.
I live life.
I am not normal.
My frends are not normal. But even by their standards I am not normal.
But that doesn't mean I'm strange.
I'm just not normal.
But I want to be normal.
I want people to accept me for who I am instead of accepting me for where I've been.
I want to be normal.
I am not normal.
Why can't I accept that.
Why is this going on a public blogpost instead of my journal.
Idk man.
What is wrong with me.
Nothing is wrong with me.
I'm just not normal.
That's all.
Have a nice day.
