Hello My Name Is:

Hi my name is Gabriella and I spend my time watching Paula Abdul music videos, listening to The Beatles, and dancing. I'm not as interesting as I'd like to be, but I'm surely not boring. I haven't figured myself out yet, I have no clue what I am, what I like, or what my purpose is on this Earth. I go around doing anything and everything I can do. Just looking for some meaning. There are so many philosophies of how/why we're here, but I want the REAL answer. I refuse to be one of those housewives that clean, cook, and make babies to pass down the family name.  I want to be famous, I want to be a somebody (with meaning and value). Sometimes I figure I'd be better off boring, better off doing the things everyone else does, and not doing the things everyone else does. I feel like I'd be more personable if I settled down from my constant search. People don't like most of the things I do, or most of the things I say. I've tried a little bit of everything. I'm 15 going on 16 and I've done/ been doing things that I shouldn't be doing for my age. But whose to say what's right and what's wrong? I still can't tell the difference, obviously. I try to present myself well, and I feel like my appearance sends off a good vibe, but when people sit down and get to know me then tend to shy off. Too crazy? Too liberal? Too dramatic? Too insane? Too little effort? Too outspoken? Too shy? I can't seem to get it right with the people I meet. Not many people stick around for me, and I don't know what I'm doing wrong. Can someone please tell me why/what I'm doing wrong? I need to find some meaning and settle down with who I am. I feel like I have multiple personalities within me. I'm kind, I'm peaceful, I'm insane, I'm dumb, I'm smart, I'm ignorant, I'm easy-going, I'm uptight, I'm wild, I'm silly. I'm lost, that's what I really am. Lost in all these personalities and emotions. Is there something wrong with me? Or are all teenagers this way? Most kids my age seem pretty content with themselves on the outside, but are they all wrecks like me on the inside? Crying out, looking for themselves as well? Maybe I really am insane. I wouldn't doubt it. 

**** Sorry that I'm not making any sense, that's the only way I can put how I feel.

It's unorganized.