A year in the life of a 16 year old girl

LIFE; what do we know about it? What does anyone know about it for that matter? Peope say it's "supposed" to be hard. They say, " Oh, don't worry it will all pass in time." But time has different meanings. There is the time where you watch for your appointments and meetings. But there is also the time where your heart stops; gives away and ovter time, days, weeks, sometimes even years it's supposed to be all better. What is a sixteen year old girl supposed to be like?WHAT IS NORMAL? Is it the girl who focus's on her studies and doesn't have a bunch of friends? Is it the girl who thinks she is the only one people should look at; and when they do they should worship her.? Everyone has different EXPECTATION'S. When I first meet someone, I think.... Could they be my friend? In a way it's like we're expecting them to have something WORTHY enough to be our friend. But what is a real friend? When I think about it, the first thing that pops into my head is happiness. But what is happiness? How are we supposed to be a friend, or even have a friend if we, ourselves don't even know how to be happy. TECHNOLOGY; Convenent at times, torture at others. I hear the alarm system make a sound, that oddly sounds like my phone going off. My eyes emmediatly dart up, I didn't used to mind. But now when I step back and look it's like I'm POSSESSED. We become so attached to things. I wonder whatever happened to the old writting letters to each other? True, it may take a little longer than say calling someone on the phone but still, it makes more of a connection with the other person. When you talk on the phone you say words... But they aren't nessesarily the words we want to say. We say what makes the other person feel comfortable. We keep our feelings bottled up inside, which only makes matters worse. But when you write to each other it gives each person time; time to think and not REACT. You may not hear the persons voice and how it explains what they are feeling. But you can get an idea by the way they write it. FAMILY; what is it supposed to resemble? Love? But what is love? Family is supposed to "love" each other but what about the family members who don't? Are you supposed to stop loving them?But what if love isn't even real? Then what is the point of a family? So many questions run through my head every single moment, second and day. Family is supposed to me the met that catches you when you fall. But what if you have a strange feeling , as if you don't want them to catch you? Do you tell them? Do you say "Just stop, leave me be?" is that considered GIVING IN? Family; it keeps coming back to that. My mind is so confused with the concept of what a family really is. I'm the movies that are PERFECT. You see the mom and dad always so happy, the brother and sister never fighting and always sharing their toys. It set us up, just like a spiders web. We have a vision in our minds of our FUTURE and we see a husband who adores us, comes home and pulls you into his arms and kisses you. This is supposed to back "Love". People think love is a simple kiss, an embrace. But that is all BULLSHiT. Love is a myth. People say they have experienced it, they say they have found their soulmate. But in the end they get hurt. Their body and soul caves in on itself. It was filled with FALSE HOPE. Filled with something that's not real...