Today people think is a big day. I am now 16 years old. Everyone always talks about having a “Sweet 16.” Like its just another age that youre turning. Its not really that big of a deal to throw all this money into a party.
As for me, Im gonna be sitting in my room on my laptop. All alone. Like always. Turning 16 isnt really much of a big deal to me. Its just another year that ive had to deal with the way i look. I hate the way i look. I wish i was turning 21 so i could drown my sorrows with alcohol. I want to get so drunk that ill decide to drive and hoping i will wrap my car around a tree and die. I live every day wishing something or someone would come around and kill me, put me in the hospital, or put me in a coma. I want to die so badly. Life just isnt fun like it used to when i was 6 years old. I never worried about how i looked or acted. Nothing mattered when i was younger. But now that im getting older and im 16, EVERYTHING matters.
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Ah, that’s how my sixteenth is going to be here pretty soon. That is, if I make it there. Me, my laptop, and the lonely air = an infamous threesome.
I would go back to being six any day. Well, not entirely. Same abuse still happened, I just didn’t register it as abnormal at the time. And plus, at that age I didn’t have to wake up and spend half my day on make-up or getting ready (usually for nothing).
21 is a stupid age to legalize alcohol (sooner). There’s always underage drinking . .. not promoting anything, and it’s a bit harder at this age to get something into our hands. But it does drown sorrows sometimes. . . though, it’s not a coping method I know will get me very far.
HAPPY SIXTEENTH!
Your sweet 16 will be probably the best party of your life, you should be stoked about this!
Happy Birthday. It’s a weird age not child but not a adult yet. Hope you work out your issues.
Happy Birthday.
Happy Cakeday, Miss
About the alcomahol… It never ends well when you get Madam Cerveza involved. I think the laws in your country are a lot different to here, as anyone and everyone gets trollied on the weekends. But meh, I can’t justify my drinking, ‘cept to say that I enjoy waking up in the morning and not remembering how much of a wreck I was the night before.
I’ll join you in sittin’ alone in my room. I need to try find the strength to write my first draft of my book. Let’s hope we both find the strength in ourselves today and again; best wishes for your 16th.
Ah yes, childhood innocence…and ignorance. In some ways I miss it, but at the same time I enjoy having the ability to think clearly and critically, and understand the world as it really is, at least to some extent. As painful as that is sometimes.
So one of your biggest problems is you don’t like the way you look. I saw the picture of yourself you posted here. Now, I am an honest person to a fault, to the point that I sometimes unintentionally hurt people by not bending the truth. And I can honestly say, you are very pretty. In your other posts you’ve said that people bully you. If they bully you about your looks, they’re crazy. Seriously.
Yeah, I wish I was 21 too. Easy access to alcohol would be really nice. Ah well, 2 years left for me.
Suicidal chick, Downing sorrow in alcohol most always will leave you in a darker alley then just learning to conquer your fears. There is more to life then looks. I am not a Leonardo DiCaprio but I find a way to get through life. I actually work with some of the world’s most unattractive, one guy’s nickname here is jigsaw, he is from the Philippines. He doesn’t let looks get in his way either.
The Mysterious Stranger! Glad to see you made it through the operation! I bet you are all kinds of sore.
I never understood the whole Sweet Sixteen thing. My neighbor is this spoiled girl who drives a car that cost something like $45,000. Her Sweet Sixteen party was this big lavish affair, and all of this despite the fact that the family really isn’t rich. (Her brother, I should add, went to college, got plastered every single day, and dropped out with some horrific GPA.) But back to the party. The only reason I was invited was because we’re neighbors. (I know, that’s so sad.)
And now I go back to the first sentence – I never understood Sweet Sixteen. Seriously, why is sixteen such a cool age? I mean, I was excited when I turned sixteen because sixteen is square, and a power of 2, and so forth. But really, why is sixteen such a big deal? You can’t drink; I don’t think you can even drive – I thought that was seventeen. Either way, it’s just an excuse for America to be more spoiled than it already is. For people to buy $45,000 cars, then go off to college (where cars aren’t permitted for freshman), so the car can have a fun time existing in a driveway.
Anyway, suicidal_chick, you’re not alone in sitting in your room – I did the same crap at sixteen. (I still do it, 2 years later.) I understand the frustration, but don’t particularly have any advice.
Wow, this is one hell of a tangent. I hope someone extracts something useful from this wordy, horrible comment.
Sweet 16 is huge, there was even a Hollywood blockbuster made concerning it….Sweet 16!
Drowning yourself in alcohol is only worth while when you’re in good spirits. Stay away from it when you’re depressed.
But why sixteen? Nothing interesting happens at sixteen, just a drivers’ permit, and even that is questionable. You can’t (legally) drink, drive, or do anything else fun. It’s another year, as far as I’m concerned. If we celebrate anything it should be eighteen or twenty-one.
Women tend to really blossom around that age. I think you really love it or you hate it….
Well I guess it can be seen as a good number for the transition from early teens to late teens. Also I do believe you can actually get a driver’s license at 16 in the US, provided you already have a permit. I should know considering I live here, but I didn’t get a license till I was 18.
I thought permit was 16 and license 17. Eh, I can’t drive, so I never payed attention.
Nah I’m pretty sure you can get a license at 16. But it’s restricted a bit, like you can’t go out of state. Maybe even a curfew. I can’t remember completely.
suicidal_chick ,
I agree that after a while things aren’t as fun as they were before when you were young,
“i was 6 years old. I never worried about how i looked or acted. Nothing mattered when i was younger”
what matters is what you think, you don’t need to worry about what others think, most happy people are happy because they don’t care, caring is a trap!!!! so get out of that trap!! and do what you want even if that means not growing up! but you do need to be responsible, make a living blah blah! but outside of that be yourself and don’t worry about what others think if your ok with it then it’s ok.