I was inspired by a magazine article on the Buried Life, a group of 4 guys traveling around, completing a list of 100 things they want to do before they die. Now I'm too lazy to compile a list of 100 objectives in one sitting, so here's items 1 through 50 on my list. Maybe I'll inspire you guys to write your own... (beware, it's kinda long)
So on Valentine's day, of all days, haha...my school had a power outage. Now mind you, all of you queens out there are thinking, "WHAT? YOU WERE STUCK IN THE DARK WITH A WHOLE BUNCHA GUYS?!" This was not a good thing.
So my mom calls me in while she's looking at this .pdf that my school is sending out to all the parents on behalf of the Pennsylvania Catholic Conference [*groan*]. The first thing I see:
"Know the FACTS about...Protecting Marriage in Pennsylvania"
And as soon as I saw that, I wanted to flip out, so badly.
So yeah, in other news, I made out with a guy and fondled him for 2+ hours! YES :D
And suddenly I feel a new energy surging within that I wish to channel into new beginnings...Today I went from being depressed to proactive in a matter of hours.
We're 1 month into 2008, and I've decided it's high time to write a list of hopes and dreams for this year (you know, considering that I only have 11 months left to actually fulfill them).
In 2008, I hope to...
So it is Saturday night and I should be doing something productive, and, of course, I'm not.
I got an awesome idea for a novel, even though I bet it's been done...so I'm not going to share it until I develop it more. ;D
So the WBC (Westboro Baptist Church, you know, the ones who are always spouting "GOD HATES FAGS!" at everything), have this website called godhatesamerica.com and they're all lauding and joyous over how Benazir Bhutto is dead, and how evil she was, and you know...the usual.
So it snowed today, but it didn't stick, therefore destroying all hopes of a snow day tomorrow. Damn you, natural atmospheric conditions!! *shakes fist*
Yeah, so today in my theology/religious studies/narrow-minded-study-of Catholicism class, the subject of the morality of genetic engineering/cloning came up, and my teacher said this:
So I recently came down with a cold that I more-than-likely got from me mother. I really felt it on Wednesday, so I took off school & work yesterday and today, and spent the time lounging and reading Wiccan books I borrowed from the library.
so my mother came home from her gay friend's birthday party. I asked her how it was, and she's like, "Oh...you would've enjoyed...(dad comes in)...the cake. Yeah, the cake was good." I think she was gonna say something like, "Oh you would've enjoyed the blaring dance music and gay men offering witty banter and backhanded comments." yeah, dad doesn't know his son is a fairy.
Today I was shopping with my mom, and she said something about buying a present for a guy she worked with for his birthday, and I recognized the name she said, so I was like, "oh, is that the guy who worked at such & such place with you?" and she's like "yeah, you know........the gay guy." and I'm like, was that really necessary?
I've been having some weird dreams lately...like for the past 2 nights, I've been dreaming about this guy who I'm kind of friends with (and who I had a huge crush on during freshman year), we'll call him K. And the night before last, I dreamed about this freshman buddy I have, we'll call him A.
I finally felt energized to write something. Yay?
Life is good. It could be better, mind you, but we can't all have what we want. Looking back at everything that's happened to me in this past year, I'm glad to still be sane.
I had lots of ups and downs this year:
My sister became pregnant last year, and in June of this year, she lost her child.