Well, since ferrets posted a thing about beefs, I just had a beef I was thinking about recently.
I hate how there's so many charities all for a cure for cancer. At camp we had a small fund raiser, and we voted to donate the money to the American Cancer Society. I put forth Heifer International!
Because, I understand the heartache that cancer causes, but we're mostly curing it in America which is fucking selfish.
There are things that kill huge amounts of people that could much more easily be solved, in other countries.
Tho that's pretty well it.
There's a guy that, well, he's a year younger than me, an incoming frosh this year, and I've met him through several friends and outings, and he wanted help with swimming, so we went to the y, and I taught him swimming things, and then we lunched, and then came to my house, and... played a buncha guitar hero.
That's pretty well all I did today, although I think I have a new favorite band, St. Vincent. I've never really had a favorite band before, just a lot I liked, although for a long time Afro Celtic Sound System has probably been the best contender...
Not much interesting happened today. But I still wanted to post a journal...
Okay, do you guys have seasons that you feel the worst in?
Like, one of my best friends, she says she thinks she has seasonal depression (I doubt it), because in the summer she feels all happy and is jumping all over the place, and in the winter I tend to get late night calls from her asking me to tell her why she shouldn't kill herself...
For me, it's usually the opposite. In the winter, I feel on top of the world, most of the time.
My dad got me a new hard drive, and hasn't even had time to install Microsoft Office.
But apparently, that didn't stop him from still setting an 11:00 time limit!!!
I HATE MY LIFE!!!
I was reading ferrets' journals posted while I was gone, and he had one about the National Organization for Marriage, which got me into a bunch of web stuff, until I found this:
So, I imagine many of you know me, as I've only been gone a little over a month unexpectedly, but I see we have a fair bit of new friends, so, uhhh, I'm the gay swimmer from Washington here. You'll get to know me soon enough by my posts.
Well, I have a story very important to my sexuality that I'll need to share, but first, I feel like sharing where I am now:
Currently sitting in my brother's room, at his desk, tonight to sleep in his bed. This is because he left for college just yesterday. However, I haven't seen him for 3 weeks. Which is kinda sad, I was at camp.
Hello again, my friends.
What do I do now?
Tomorrow's our last day in Turkey.
I'm frankly ready to go home. Turkey is pretty cool, but when vacationing I think 2 weeks is as long as it should go.
Because I still have things to do at home, like go to swim team, and play piano (finish Maple Leaf Rag the bastard), drink, and something else that would be quite excellent if it is indeed possible :) We'll see, I won't get my hopes that high, because they've been dashed before... Explanation later... :P
But 105 degrees, no thank you.
It's hot in Turkey.
Well, as of now I've been in Turkey for 1 week. 1 week to go.
It's cool. I'm not sure if it's better than Iceland... We'll wait until the end to decide that I guess...
Almost all hotels have wifi I guess, so all it means is I'll be on here, I just can't really post anything huge as my family tends to notice me typing anything too long to go on Facebook.
What I've always hated about trips like these are that it's exceedingly difficult to masturbate...
I have to admit, I didn't realize before just now reading the Wikipedia page that Borat was almost completely unscripted and done with actual people who like, weren't actors.
Fucking damn, am I idiotic?
I need to watch it again now, when I get home that's high on my to do list.
10 hours of jet lag.
It's supposed to be 9:20 AM, but instead it's 7:20 PM. Ewwww....
I'm so tired.
I was surprised, Turkish guys are hotter than I thought... :P
Anyway, I don't have much time, as we're about to go to dinner.
So, first impressions, Istanbul is big. But really, a lot like any non-American city like Madrid or Reykjavik.
I'm not sure if I've shared it here or not, but leaving in about 12 hours, my family's going to Turkey for 2 weeks.
I will be taking my laptop most likely, so my presence here will depend on the wifi wherever we might be staying. I really don't know too much about Turkey and their feelings about wifi...
So, I dunno too much about Turkey, and I don't imagine it being particularly exciting... But when we went to Iceland 2 years ago, I didn't imagine that being particularly exciting either, and that turned out to be either the second or first best trip I've ever done in my 15 years.
I was looking through Wikipedia, and I found the page for Matthew Shepard. He was the guy in 1998 that was driven off and tortured and then murdered for being gay.
Now that was sad enough, of course, but for some reason this one sentence made me like legit cry:
"It was reported that Shepard was beaten so brutally that his face was completely covered in blood, except where it had been partially washed clean by his tears."