I'll take my chances and call it my rebellion.

The difference between everyone else and me.That's a broad statement, isn't it.If you looked at me, you wouldn't see a difference.But I can feel it in my heart. And that's what counts.Most people don't get to see my heart though.I keep it locked up in a safe place, and I gave the key away.To a very important person; my best friend and the man I love.
I may look the same. I may say the same things.But everyone was sixteen once upon a time.Or even so, haven't reached it.But I don't want to be just a statistic.I am who I am, and no one can change that.It's hard to live up to people want.Because it's not who I am, or who I want to be.I feel like I have the duty of being a fake.I guess it's the new fad of the century.Let's all be plastic, skinny, and fradulant because it's cool.It depends on my mood for the day on who I want to be.I think today I'm kind of PMSing, so I'm thiking a Nicole Richie.And tomorrow, I'm feeling a little bit Mary-Kate Olsen.
Why can't I just be me?Why can't I wake up and not dread being me.Because of what people think of me.I know I shouldn't care, but I do.It's hard not to care, because I am a caring person.I care about everyone, everything.I am a little bit of OCD, ADD, ADHD.
What does it matter if I am pudgy.Or I have facial blemishes, or glasses.Or I don't wear the coolest clothes.Or hang out with the "popular" people (or so they think)It's a puppet government, I swear.The popularity takes over as a Democracy.The "cool kids" of school some what rule us as a whole.Because everyone is intimated by them.They make up the rules on where we sit.Who we talk to, what we dress like, who we are.And that goes back to being fake because it's made for us.If we have everything made for us, we are worthless.Useless. Abused. Degraded. And it's sad.
I used to be a punk.I used to be a loser.I used to be a loner.I used to be a tomboy.I used to be an alcoholic.I used to be a beach bum.I used to be a girly girl.I used to be popular.I used to be emo.I used to be a groupie.I used to be a nerd.I used to be a lot of things.And I liked everyone of the things I did.But I realized I didn't like who I was when I liked those things.When I was a beachbum, I was a tomboy.So I didn't feel good wearing a bikini to the beach.When I was a loner, I had become a nerd.Because I was so into my homework and grades, they shunned me.It's when I become the real me.I will realize who my friend are, who they aren't.And I will finally have peace of mine.
I went to France on an exchange last year.I felt different. Awkward. Outcast.I didn't dress the same way.I didn't speak their language.I didn't look like them.And I wasn't from the same clique.I spent most of my nights in my room.Listening to music or on the computer.While my host person went to parties everynight.It sort of definied my independence.My rebellion to be different.
I refused to do what she wanted.I refused to do what she did.I refused to buy clothes to look like her.And I found out who I was.
It reminds me of a time Martin and I were chatting online.He was away at college, and we were on AIM.We always have random chats, so don't think us weird.
Martin: You're one in a million.Ali: I am one in the WORLD.Martin: Nuh uh, there's a girl like you in Africa.Ali: Not. I'm not African.Martin: She could be Asian.Ali: Nope. I am awesome.Martin: Yep.
I am Ali.I am the blonde haired blue eyed girl.I am the varsity sailor girl.I am the JROTC drop out.I am the girl who is obsessed with monkeys.I am the girl who used to get smashed every weekend.I am the girl who blog my feelings on camera.I am the girl who is friends with everyone who will take her.I am the girl who goes to concerts.I am the caring older sisters, and the innocent little sister.I am the daughter, the cousin, the sister, the granddaughter, the neice.But mostly, I am THE girl.I am your girl if your looking for an A in originality.I am your person if your looking for unique.