I am a Bad Girl!

With a wooden stick in my hands using to scratch my head, I almost end up all my days with a ponderous thought of 'How am I?' People say am weird, some think I'm senseless, always on the tip if risk taking, others believe I'm yet another flirtatious girl... everyone seem to be making their own notions about me.
Notions~which I can't even believe could have had such a possibility behind. Notions~which I couldn't even realize how serious they could have been while I was always busy with mockery. Notions~which now seem quite appropriate while once they were useless descriptions and labels by the society.
I wish I had not stepped into this muddy road, I wish I could have taken some other way out. I simply wish to live my entire life on wishes, especially when what you actually are isn't as important as it is to show how good you are.
This life has been quite explicit, even more than my words. I have always craved for the challenges, especially as weird as possible. The only thing which I forget to demand is the key to the way of past. From a challenge to get along to a challenge to regress back, is definitely not going to be simple. It is to be able to maintain my dignity and self-respect in the process, where every bold step I take is merely a show off business by an arogant girl, and where every other people I meet would look at me like am a 'whore'.
The understanding of basic atrraction, infatuation, liking and friendship are very easier in the books, but seem quite complicated especially when every other person is seeking for an acceptance, and a simple denial or say rejection from following the regular course of life makes me a 'Bad Girl'...