Lol...I have "Tasha L/S Rachael" on my hand and "You're a naugthy girl. Go to my room." on my other. Chris asked why I had Rachael on my hand, and I said that was my g/f's name, and he went "You're a lesbian?" He said it out loud, and I laughed. I told him I was bisexual, and he asked if he could watch me and my girlfriend, lol...

Jonathan was feeling on me yesterday in tutoring, hehe..

Me and Danielle were making fun of Kenny all day. (What is surpising is we were enemies like a month ago.)

I guess this is the start of my weblog. The reason I started here is because this seems to be the perfect place where I can actually write truthfully, without having to cover up the fact that I'm gay/bi/straight-curious, whatever the hell I am. As you can see I don't even know. I plan on updating often so stop by once in a while to see what I have to say.

This will be my first post here; I don

I do not like being sick. It is the opposite of fun. And I missed 3 quizes and a lab today, all of which I will have to make up tomorrow, since it is the last day of the quarter. That is, if I attend class tomorrow. And I broke my thermometer on my couch, and cleaning up the mercury was a bitch.
And now, of course, I'm terrified that I will die from the highly toxic vapors, which I probably won't, but I have leanings towards hypochondria.

But I'm a sadistic little bitch and the three of us are watching the wipe-out olympics from the window.

...but I'm organizing the Day of Silence at my school...

Coming out is like taking a journey across the desert. I didn't come up with that, but it's the best image of coming out that I've ever encountered.

That's why Oasis is such a great name for this site. That's also why my name is Desert13. Well, well, well...

I used to go to sleep hoping for lucid dreams - I wanted to be able to act out what it would be like to come out, especially to Mom and Dad. Well, I never had that dream, but when I did come out to them the day after Christmas it was like a dream. The room was spinning.