Well this sucks.

I have been dumped in the relentless sea of torment, that is so say, the exam period in secondary school. I am a misunderstood teenager with a disfunctional family and an overactive, and probably quite destructive social life. Sexually frustrated and insecure about myself, I must venture forth alone, with no one to understand what I am going through. Oh god, is my life depressing and horrid.

Oh wait, everyone my age is the same. good one.

As you probably have guessed, the above text was intended to be ironic. A reflection of all other blogs made by attention seeking teenagers who crave some sort of recognition. I however, am different... In no way at all.

You see, I am exactly the same as most people my age, which is to be expected. after all, we are inexperienced and have not learned half the things needed to have opinions and a correct value system.

This is according to our - always right and all knowledgeable - carers.

Now when I say carers, I mean it to include parents and teachers, government officials and that old woman that crosses the road just to avoid walking past me. Yes, they want the best for our generation, I acknowledge that. The methods that they choose, however, are my issue. Please, stop telling me that you are only thinking of my future. I understand. But tell me again the logic behind all the repeated lectures of drinking, or smoking, or underage sex. I, and everyone else, know all that is needed. We know the statistics of people dying every year of lung cancer or STIs. We know it all, and we don't care. we will keep doing these things, because we want to, and can.

I don't know, maybe I am wrong. Maybe I need to mature and get my priorities sorted out. Perhaps I AM young and just being contrary to whatever I am told to do or not do. Well I guess I'll have to wait and see. Wait until too much of my life has past, like everyone else. suddenly realising that I've lost the vision and imagination I had as a child. realizing that I was right, and that my quality of life would have been much, much greater if I had embraced what was right, instead of what I had been told was right.

Its not fair, the way we are treated or portrayed on TV or in newspapers. But they continue to show and print them, because we are powerless to stop them...

Gutted.