I May Be An Angsty Teenager, But I Am Also Not an aspiring photographer

So, despite my promises of not being a typical teenager, my last two posts make me look as angsty as Harry Potter in Order of the Phoenix. So I am forced to admit: Yes, despite my intellectual facade, I am every bit as annoying as the girls who post emo poems on MySpace. Or whatever it is that teenagers are expected to do. I don't pay much attention to the fads, to be honest. Who's popular now? Is that Ke$ha madness still whining on the radio?
Britney Spears is dead now, right?

Anyway, despite all that, I'm still hormonal and horrid. Horribly hormonal. Which is NOT NOT NOT good for many, many reasons. I'm supposed to be an intellectual! A cultural, uh, goddess! The savior of literature, the guiding light of art! I AM NOT SUPPOSED TO BE A NORMAL TEENAGER!!!!

So, to prove to you that I am a fascinating, not-just-made-of-entirely-hormones person, I am going to illustrate my post 'I Miss Rome'. No photos of myself though, thank you very much! Remember kids, the world is made out of stalkers who are out to MURDER you! (and get some rape in, if they're feeling extra special)

(I hope you know this is me trying to get attention. These are crappy photos.)

Oh, and by the way I'm only going up to Rome. I was picking out all my photos and I got sick of it.

The sky is this shade of blue that doesn't happen in America.

The first day was spent entirely on a plane and a layover in Dusseldorf, Germany.

The next day I was on the Acropolis...

Eh you know what, never mind. Hope you enjoyed the sky in Vicenza, German baggage claim and a bit of the Parthenon!

My lunch period's about to end anyway.

I'll post a poem or something fun like that later.

-magic-esi