It's Totally Naomi!

I'm 17 years old living with my divorced parents on the upper west side of Manhattan. It has been a year and a half since I lived at home, I've had two years of different treatments and relapses, and three years of stupid decisions. And now I am back to square one. To go back into the past three years right away would be like a tsunami of information. It's way too much for even me to process at one time, so how could I expect you to? I will leave my past up to you to piece together from my posts. So now I sit here after years of change, the same person. I mean yes, I have matured, I have learned from my experiences, and I have grown into an intellectual young woman. But right now I'm still facing those same dilemmas as when I was 14. I chalk it up to being an angsty teenager for three years and counting.

So what are those dilemmas? Well currently at the moment I have decided to procrastinate all my homework until the night it is due. Actually my work is due in 3 hours and I've barely started. Similar to the times when I was 14 staring at my computer screen wishing my work to go away and using any source of the digital matrix to distract myself, I find myself blogging for fun instead of blogging my homework. And at the same time all I want to do is an amazing job on my homework so that when this obnoxious girl in my class (who just loves to talk out her ass) has to comment on my post I can show her how much smarter I am than her. Malicious? Definitely. Unrealistic? Probably. But seriously if this girl doesn't stop talking shit and criticizing my work then Wayne Brady is gonna have to choke a bitch. 

I am also sitting here debating whether or not to be angry with my boyfriend. All you teenage girls out there know what I am talking about. Its the "ugh I'm really just upset that he isn't calling me or texting me every second of the day like Sally's boyfriend obviously is (though to be honest sally probably doesn't even have a boyfriend. I mean have you ever seen them together?). So, should I send him a text telling him that he's a neglecting bastard and I don't know if I can take this anymore, should I wait for him to call then go on a long rant about how lonely I've been and tell him he obviously doesn't care about me , should  I keep it simple and just stop talking to him and when he does talk to me give him one word answers until he asks whats wrong, or do I just remember he loves me and has class and work and quit with the manipulation?" Personally, I go with the "we need to talk" text. He comes calling right away freaking out I'm dumping him. Okay so maybe I'm a little neurotic when it comes to my love life, but seriously who isn't? 

Now, here I sit with 2 and a half hours left to do my homework and I've realized it is seriously time to get some shit done. Talk to you soon!