I am just fifteen. I am just a normal girl. I am just beginning my life. I am just dying. My name is Sydney White, and I am a struggling teenager caught in the constant battle between sleeping and thinking. I am not at all interesting, and not at all provocative, and not at all funny, and not at all someone who you would like to spend precious moments of your life learning about. But, I am someone, and that's not much, but it is something. So, if you'd allow me, I'd like to share with you my 'something' and I hope you find some philosophical meaning behind my madness.