Psychos and The Covenant

Haaaaaaaaaa. I finally have my own blog... I feel like Carrie Bradshaw right now! Minus the stylish shoes and numerous boyfriends, of course. Girl Interpreted? I know what you're thinking. What kind of name is that? I got it from Girl Interrupted. I read the book a few months ago, and I just couldn't get it out of my head. I didn't understand all the stuff about the psychological disorders, but the psych cases mentioned in the book were really interesting. That asylum was surely full of messed up people. But, hey, asylums aren't the only places where messed up people can be found.

There are lots of messed up people at my school. Maybe some of them have disorders that haven't been diagnosed yet.There's this girl who chews her wrist (what the hell is that?!?!?!). No one wants to be friends with her, so she definitely has some mental problems. Then, there's this girl who always wants to be the center of attention. She has everything I could possibly ever want, but she still wants more, and she has no problem taking stuff from other people. Her conscience doesn't bother her at all. What do you call a person without a conscience again? Oh, I remember. A psychopath. The weird thing is teachers like her a lot, and she's one of the most popular girls at our school. Unbelievable, huh? She reminds me of Regina George from Mean Girls, only more conservative. Satan in a teenage girl's body. Yeah, that's definitely perfect for her. Get a grip on yourself.Then there's me.I'm pretty sure I have some sort of undiagnosed syndrome, because I firmly believe I'm one of the weirdest people at school. Just a little below the girl who chews her wrist on the craziness scale.

What else can I write about?
Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm... I remember now.

I just saw The Covenant on DVD yesterday, starring Steven Strait. It's about teenage boys who have magical powers, etc. I know it critics practically hurled tomatoes at the movie, but I don't think it's that bad. I mean, hot teenage boys who have magical powers? I'd go see that over some French art film I could barely comprehend any day. Plus, they're swimmers in their super posh private school. Duh?!?! Swimmers=swimming trunks. Haha. Just kidding.Anyway, I've gotta go now. I've got to research on what psychological syndrome I've got. Xai jian.