I want to be somebody else.

I laughed my lardy old arse off when I read this entry by Diet Girl for no reason other than I completely identified with it.

As a teen, I too longed to be someone other than myself although I think I

may have been punching waaay above my weight with my obsession. I wasn't a Baby Sitters Club fan but my equivalent was Sweet Valley High. The books and then the TV series about teenage twin girls - one studious and caring, the other wreckless and flirtatious but both ridiculously beautiful and rich living in an idyllic sounding town called Sweet Valley.

I would swing wildly between longing to be brave and confident like Jessica or quiet and clever like Elizabeth. In the end it didn't matter because at the time I thought I wasn't beautiful or clever and never would be.

What I actually failed to realise then was, I was a perfectly normal teenage girl. I wish I knew that then, it would have saved a lot of angst.