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* greenRoseMarie OfflineMember |
Last Activity: December 6th 2012 12:40 PM
About Me
- Basics
- Name
- RoseMarie
- Gender
- Female
- Location
- far too far south
- About
- About me
- I am an eighteen year old homeschooled senior. I have no idea how to proceed after highschool. I would love to be an actress, but am probably going to settle for being an elementary school teacher. I was interested in criminal justice, but now I only go to police explorers for the friends, volunteer opportunities and competitions. This year I am taking precalculus, british literature, latin II and chemistry. The midterm for precalc is next week. It covers four chapters. I am have only just finished chapter one. I missed my second to last british literature class because I thought we had two weeks off when we only had one. I went back to class yesterday and the first thing we did was take a test on the second act of Hamlet. I've only read chapter one. The test before that I got a 76 on because I mixed up all the renaissance names. The Latin II midterm is tomorrow. I have hardly studyed at all. Chemistry I took the labs for last year and this year I just have to go through some workbooks. I learned next to nothing last year and still don't know how to balance an equation or formula or whatever it is. You see how clueless I am. The worst part is I get all As. I don't know how I do it because I've learned nothing and I spend hours stressing and crying over them, but because I get all As no one cares. Why do I need help if I'm perfect?
I've been depressed on and off since I was eleven. I have no one to talk to. I stopped trying with my mother years ago. Whenever I try to have a serious talk I get hurt. I have no realationship with her whatsoever and it kills me. My dad is amazing but he works night shift and sleeps all day and when he is awake I'm at work or at school so I never see him. My younger brother doesn't respect me at all so any quality time we spend together ends with him being mad at me; even if it's for something so stupid as me asking him to hand me that thing next to him but why can't I get it myself? No authority, no respect, no fun. At least he's grown out of his violent temper tantrums. Two years ago my family moved south from Michigan. First we moved way south, then when I was getting settled we moved a little north back to the town where I was born. Problem is everyone but my bff from way back when has grown up and moved on, so we are in the process of peiceing back together our former relationship but otherwise I am still trying to adjust. I started out life painfully shy, was pulled by force from my shell by my best friend when I was thirteen, but have since become shy and socially awkward again when we moved. I cling to people, and this drives them away. I've made quite a few friends, but thus far only Liz has stuck with me. Last year I made a good friend. We were in Algebra II class together. I invited her over several times and we had a blast every week at class during breaks. SHe kept saying that she had to invite me over, but never did. After school ended I emailed her several times but she never responded. She goes to a charter school now, and I don't count her as a friend any longer. This is how most of my so called friendships end. I'm beginning to think it's me. Oh really? Yes. There's some pretty strong evidence supporting it.
I'm not schizophrenic, just "creative". Promise.
I've been surprised lately because of how people have showed me kindness. A LifeTeen missionary asked how she could pray for me one week when I emailed her to say I wouldn't see her one Saturday because of a police explorers competition. I feel awful because I didn't know how in the world to respond to that and didn't email her back. No one's every asked me that before. One girl in my british literature class notice I was off this week and asked if I was okay. And persisted. Even when I put on a smile and said I was fine. I kept at it but I don't think she ever really believed me. It was so weird. People always believe me. I don't know if my acting was off or if she's the first person to see through it. I just don't know. I've come to believe myself to be an amazing actor because of what I can tell Mum and she accepts readily. Í'm fine. Nothing's wrong, I'm just an hormonal teenager. I brought down my laundry. I did my school work. Oh yeah, I've been flossing every day. I ate three meals today. Etc. etc. etc.
I get very attached to television shows, books, and movies. I mean really attached. I don't have a life in reality, so I have one in the entertainment industry. Problem is I don't read much anymore. I would love to go sit in a secluded corner of the library sometime for a few hours, problem is none of the hundred libraries near here are any good, have any good books, or even have a secluded corner. It's all computers computers computers. I guess actually reading isn't a priority anymore.
I don't do anything. I don't do sports because I never got far enough in any one as a kid and now I'm not a kid and everyone my age has a "thing" and I don't. I wish I was flexible or could at least do a handspring or something.
So that is the jist of me. It's more like a rant. Sorry. Hardly anyone probably made it to the end...
- Details
- Here for
- Need help for a problem
- Relationship status
- Single
- Sexuality
- Heterosexual/Straight
- Ethnicity
- Caucasian/White
- Education
- High School
- Occupation
- lifeguard, student
- Politics
- Conservative
- Religion
- Roman Catholic
- Interests
- Hobbies
- Piano, reading, hiking, writing, swiming, making movies
- Music
- CastingCrowns, Taylor Swift, Disney Soundtracks, Les Mis, Wicked, Soundtracks, anything I can sing
- Movies
- I'll make this list later when I have a few odd hours to spare...
- Television
- Once Upon a Time
Rizzoli and Isles
Castle - Games
- Hide and Go Seek
- Books
- How Green Was My Valley
Howl's Moving Castle
Taken
Tangerine
Harry Potter - Heroes
- St. Therese of Liseux
Captain America - Favorite quotes
- Later when I have an hour to spare...
- Other interests
- Making lists, thinking, daydreaming