No, this isn't about ADD or ADHD the actual medical disorder.
This is a commentary on that sad state of the seemingly unloved teenager today. Yes, the one that cries out for attention in any way shape or form. The one that feigns a deadly illness, or pretends to have an outstanding, lasting injury just so that when you happen to get within a foot of them they can cringe and whine about the insensitivity of the people around them (puh-lease, at least you have to smack my knee to make it hurt, and once this flippin' bruise is gone, I ain't gonna hold onto it indefinitely...). It may be the one who is obnoxiously loud with no excuse or reason at all, or makes those insanely annoying jokes that aren't even funny just so someone will look at them, or maybe that girl who wears a hideous amount of make-up, shirts her mother doesn't even approve of and pisses and moans about how she can't get laid and how horny she is. of course, then when she gets a boyfriend their already saying they love each other and it hasn't even been TWO WEEKS!!!!!
Now to you who may be reading this and thinking that I am practically nit-picking myself, I say "Ni" to you because I don't care what you think of me! If you knew me at all you'd know I have little to no control over the volume of my voice (especially when I am excited), and I know my jokes are lame, but I really can't see myself giving a rat's ass. Also, I wear little to no make-up (unless I'm on stage ;D ) and the only shirt I own that my mum really has a problem with is the one I bought at the Bruce Springsteen concert that features a less than appropriate stanza of lyrics that spread across my breasts. Yeah, you read it. I said breasts.
Anyway, this is supposed to be about my ponderings as to why teenagers today are so needy, but for the life of me I can't figure it out. Did our parents just not love us enough?
You know, it's funny... I come from a family with three kids, which I suppose is why I strive for the attention that I do (which mostly comes from being on a stage, not from social settings). But I look around me at the kids who cry out for attention like a baby for their mothers teet (OMG I NEED TO GET OFF THE BOOB SUBJECT! Darn you South Park!!), and they came from families with only one other child, or maybe they were the ONLY ONE!! How do you justify that? You didn't have to struggle to be noticed over your obviously favored older brother! You didn't have to protect your sister from the world while simultaneously destroying her innocence with your own negligence, did you? NO! You just had to worry about your little self and dammit, stop WHINING!
I know you were probably lonely, but you know what? THAT'S WHAT FRIENDS ARE FOR! If it was bugging you that much you should have made some!
So that's as far as I'm going to let myself go today... I need sleep and I think I got off topic again... Sorry if I offended. :)
Bonne nuit. <3
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If baby boomers are the Me Generation, then their kids are the Look at Me Generation. Very astute observations you made. That's the mark of a good writer. (Are you a writer as well as an actress?)
Hah, well I wonder what my mother would say about that. ;) Thank you very much!
I started to get angry while I was writing, I think it got a bit muddled and grammar-challenged... But that's okay. I think.
Thanks again, that means a lot.
(Somewhat, I can't seem to stick with any ideas though. Dx)
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