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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.

Ooooh. It's my second entry for the NEW new Oasis. Ain't it purdy? :-P I can't say there's been a lot going on these past few days other than boring work related stuff....

Sometimes I wonder if what some people are saying is true. I have a friend who thinks I'm gay just for the attention it brings me.