Secret Life of a Teenager Who is Not on a TV Show

You know those things that happen in your life, that can just make your day suck. Well i'm experiencing one of those lovely moment right now. These incidents can help you learn about yourself for other people--But yet leave you feeling like you want to punch a large, gigantic hole in the wall.

Usually these incidents happen when you least expect it. For example, you were talking to a friend in math class, and she reminds you how horrible you did on that last test. Well that probably did not make you feel to good, and it leaves you with a feeling of pure anger and questions. Why would she make feel bad? Why would she bring that up to me when she know I already feel like crap about the situation? If she is my friend, she would not say this. Or here is another example. Your mad about how someone is treating you, and they will not listen to what you have to say. You feel so upset and unheard that you can not help but to have it affect you the rest of the day.

This is where my story comes in. I went to go say hello to a friend of mine at church. Not something that is too out of the ordinary, because I love conversing with my friends. That one certain question came, that we all dread when were not in a good mood. It's the question that to a perfectly good stranger you can pull of a "I'm doing good" and they will not think two seconds about it. Yet, it's the question, that too a true friend--they can tell you're lying straight through your teeth.

My friend asks me the question, and I debated whether or not I should try and pull off the "I'm good" and sulk in my frustration or actually be straight up with her.

So I decided to tell her the truth. That I was pissed.

She asked me how frustrated I really was. I thought this through and said that I was probablly only half frustrated. She then continued by asking how much is half? We came up with this "6 inches" thing. That fully frustrated is one foot, and since I was only half frustrated then I must only have 6 inches of frustration.

I also discussed the fact that there was possibly something that I was waiting on that could effect me and this one foot theory. This possible situation, that I knew might occur was worth 6 inches of frustration to me. For all you people who were the person in the first example above, that would put me at a full foot.

We debated that once at a full one foot, nothing else could frustrate me, else my frustration would be put over the top. So my friend suggested that I only make it 5 inches so there was room for more frustration. But my response made me wonder. I told her that I had already made agustments. That I had already downgraded the inches. That there was no more room for change in a lower amount. That this thing that had made my day to good to horrible was already affecting me and my emotions. I could not just become less frustrated, because I wanted too make room for other things that could go wrong today. But couldn't I? Am I capable of not thinking about what is making me so frustrated, so it does not ruin my day. That instead of 6 inches I make it worth about 2 inches or better yet 1 or 0 inches. That I forget about it completely until I need to deal with it later with that person. Why should I make it ruin my day? Why can't I let go of the drama for 6 or so hours and enjoy the day instead of harping on what has happened.

Letting it go I think is better than making the rest of your day suck. Yet, not dealing with it all is even worse.

So you decide. Are you going to let your frustration control you? Or are you willing to control it?

^my shoes I wore bowling yesterday : )

I have not been keeping up with our relationship. You are the one I am suppose to go to. You are my Advisor, Father, Keeper, and Forgiver. I have lost my urge, my will, my need. I want so badly to be with you again. I was at this spiritual high which seemed like it went on forever. The school year started, and things began to take up my time. I began to focus only on you when it was convenient. I began to make you something I would get back to later. I said I wanted to have the relationship like I use to, but I told myself I would get the things I wanted done first. The more I put you off, the less likely I was going to start again. This made me afraid. I go to church on Wednesdays and Sundays, and I feel this need to have a relationship with you again. Yet, I still decide that even thou I love you and worship you I fail to have the relationship. I'm not being the leader I want to be. I'm not showing you how much you mean to me. How can I say you are all I ever want, when I can not even set some time for you in my life? I feel this aching feeling inside of me, and I want so badly just to have a strong relationship with you again. Why do I keep putting you off, when you are what I need right now? Right now I could use some will power. I pray that I will get out of this funk, and we can go back to normal. I will forever love you, and keep you on my mind. You are almighty. You are the power. You will always be my guide.

Love Your Daughter,

Kathryn

1. Remind her how much she means to you. Not in the cheesy, You need to write a love poem everyday, but the kind where you will be just hanging out, and you say," Wow, I love just hanging out with you." Trust me, you will have your girl swooning in a matter of seconds.

2. Do not sag your jeans.

3. Hold her tight

4. Yeah, we all know there are gorgoous people out there. let her know that she is the only one you see.

6. Do not fart in her face. Unless she's into that kind of thing : )

7. Teach her something you love to do.

8. Surprise her!

9. Call & Text her randomly. She'll enjoy hearing from you, and when she thought you were not going to text, you actually did.

10. Pretend like these are your ideas.

5:36 a.m. The annoying buzzing noise is still going off, and I press my favorite button in the whole wide world, "SNOOZE". I then give in to my bed's request. I fall back asleep for the next best ten minutes of my life.

5:50 a.m. Moist, uncomfortable, yellow stain--crap not again.

Just Kidding : )

6:30 a.m I'm done getting ready, and already exhausted from all the unnecessary effort. I am almost tempted to get back to sleep for a few more minutes of rest. Then I hear my mother nagging for me to finally come eat. Because she, like every morning, reminds me how important breakfast is to a growing girl. I walk down the stairs and get that extra energy boost that my mom says I desperately need.

6:5o a.m. I'm driving to school--fully awake now. I deny that it is because of the breakfast, because I'm a teenager and need to reject all ideas coming from the parental unit. I'm jamming to my current favorite song, "I Wanna Hippopotamus For Christmas."

Again Just Kidding.

7:01 a.m. Parked. Dreading the fact that I have to get out of my car and walk towards school that is going to give me hours of homework, drama, and frustration.

8:35 a.m. Discovered there is going to be a physics test tomorrow. I'm not prepared. This is when the hair pulling starts.

12:07 p.m. I begin to get hungry, because the over achiever I am, did not schedule to have a lunch this year. By this time I frantically search around for anyone who has anything I can survive on.

1:30 p.m. School is so close to being over that I'm about to go dance in the hallway and shout with joy, but instead I go to my locker and catch up with my boyfriend of one year.

2:38 p.m. It's over finally! I meet up with my friends, Andy & Tarah, who evidently are having the same issue with one of our teachers, and we discuss our frustrations for another five minutes.

(Depending on the day I usually spend and hour and a half of my time working out or going to work after school.)

5:56 p.m. I've already distracted myself with Facebook and food when I realize the next thing I know I need to do is my homework.

6:00 p.m. I decide to call Jessie and have a study party. We decide to go to her house and do homework.

11:49 p.m. Finished all homework and Jessie's refrigerator contents, when I realize I did not study for my Physic's test.

12:40 p.m. Accidentally fall asleep on my physics book just so I can wake up and start all over again....