By Jeff Walsh
Many gay teens have crushes on their best friends. Some insist that if they could just manage to tell their friend "I'm gay" at the right moment, things might combust into kissing, sex and an amazing relationship. But the words rarely come, and if they do, it rarely ends up being a mutual feeling -- although we've all heard tales of such teenaged best friends-turned-lovers that make us all feel a slight tinge of envy. But they are truly the exception.
By Jeff Walsh
"The Radical Right Has Blood On Its Hands" screams a yellow flyer emblazoned with a bloody red palm print. "They're killing us," the flyer continues on the flip side, "The Radical Right tells us that we're abnormal and forces us to live our lives locked in the closet of fear and shame."
The flyer is promoting SQUIRM! a coalition of queer youth planning to protest this month at the GOP National Convention in San Diego. The youth will speak out at a special time from the protest area outside the convention. Queer youth "action teams" will also be posted near events around town that will be attended by the GOP delegates.
By Jeff Walsh
A new film documents the era and events that led to riots at the Stonewall bar in New York City in 1969. "Stonewall," the movie based in part on Martin Duberman's book of the same name, tells a powerful story about drag queens who refused to be hassled by police any longer, and fought back. The riots are considered the birth of the modern day gay and lesbian rights movement.
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.
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.