"A small piece of advice, that took twenty-two years in the make."

Ask a random kid today if she wants to be popular and she'll tell you no, even if the truth is if she was in a desert dying of thirst and had the choice between a glass of water and popularity she's probably choose the latter. See, you can't admit to wanting it because that makes you less cool. To be truly popular, it has to look like it's something you are, when in reality, it's what you make yourself. So how do you crack the inner sanctum? Well here's the catch: it's not up to you. What's important is what everyone else thinks of how you dress, what you eat for lunch, what shows you watch, what music is on your ipod.

I've always sort of wondered though: If every one ele's opinion is what matters,
then do you ever really have one of your own?
-Anonymous.

I found this page ripped out of god know's what book in my suitcase as I was packing. Past me obviously liked it, and I guess I sort of do to, I mean it's a bit cliche and a bit teen angst but I'm a sucker for deep broody thoughts and emotion, even if they are cliche.