Easy to forget or can't get rid of.

  Some things are easy to forget.Some things you cant get out of your head. In my head I'm always thinking, where will I be  in five years? Will I be around the same people I see everyday?  What will happen to me in the future?
  The things I forget are objects in my room or misplacing my work when I need it most. One of the things I hate is when I'm missing something but it magically pops up when my mom searches for it. Yep,this is me. Awkward Rosalee.

Nobody cares

I may not know who I'm becoming. I may not know what my sexuality is. However, I do know that nobody cares. For example, when you pay for an item at the cash register that cashier doesn't care about you. There probably tired of seeing people's facing and hearing complaints of every customer. They dont care how much money you make,who your parents are or your SAT score. Nobody actually cares about you in the real world. This may be blunt but it's true.

What's my purpose?

  Many people say that there is a purpose in life that you have to fulfill. My question is how do I fulfill my purpose? What is my  "purpose"? How do I find out what it is? Where can I pursue it?
  Have you ever thought about that? Ever wondered why your on earth? Why are we adapted to society? Why are you reading this blog reminiscing your life?
  Maybe it's just me.Maybe I'm the only one that wants to know what my purpose is.Yep, this is me. Awkward Rosalee.

Him

When I see him my heart pounds.
when I hear his voice my heart feels like it's
jumping out my chest.
Why is that?
Why is it that when I see him with his girlfriend I want to cry?
I hate it.
I hate that feeling of wanting to die,
never to see his face again.
Never to look upon him in my dreams or in person once again.
I've had a crush on him since last year but since I have a class with him
I try my best not to stare...
At his smile,at his lips, those eyes....

I just want to forget.

I can't have him so I will try to forget him.As best as I can.

Everything is different

It's different when we see each other.

The atmosphere makes my heart flutter

Your eyes make my heart jump

When you speak it's like an adrenaline rush that I don't want to stop

Everything....

Everything is different.

By: Awkward Rosalee

In a cross roads

Recently , I have been taking a college prep class while working this summer. In the process I've been looking at colleges, receiving catalogs and testing myself for the SAT in October. However, I find myself in a cross road. On the left road I want to become an author and take journalism + communications. On the right I want to become a singer and songwriter. I don't know what to take in college. I love both so much that it's overwhelming. I narrowed down two colleges that I am really focused on : Hampton and Berklee. Berklee has an actual songwriting and music production majors but they don't have any journalism at all.Hampton has journalism/communications and liberal arts. I know, your probably saying Rosalee go to Hampton!! The only thing is I'm not sure if Hampton's courses are better than Berklee's. I am literally in a cross roads. Yep, this is me. Awkward Rosalee.

Teenagers

We, teenagers,are the depiction of heartbreaks,crazy, and uncontrollable rebellion. We live on acronyms like 'Yolo' and 'FML',only to find out that we are the future.Even though we know that we will have to take over we live selfishly in our lives towards our dreams. Everything we do is just for the fun;the moment to last or like me,you do things to tell your children. Truth is, I've never done anything rebellious. I've never had my first kiss, a relationship, or dance on the dance floor . I don't want to be 35 in a 16 year old body. I want to break out of my shell and mark off my bucket list with pride.Yep,this is me. Awkward Rosalee.