I attend a small liberal arts college in the south, so when I picked up the most recent issue of our school newspaper and saw "[name of my school] to get gay-straight alliance club", I was extremely thrilled. As you may have read in my previous entry, a friend and I were thinking about trying to get an organization like this started this year -- now it's like it's done for us! I am SO excited. This has made my week.
So my friend and I have been talking lately about possibly starting a GSA at our college. Our school is one of the few liberal arts colleges that don't have any sort of tolerance/alliance group for GBLT kids. I'm pretty excited about it, but also a little bit scared. Starting a group like this is kind of a dead giveaway, you know? So we'll see what happens. Right now we're just pondering the possibilities.
. . . all the things we think and feel but don't say?
This is slightly irrelevant, however, I'd feel like a capital-D dork if I posted it on my other journal site. I set the topic as "rant," though this really isn't a negative spiel. It's just a tangent of thought that I'd like to follow about reading, learning, and writing. Read on if you wish . . .
I think of you
and I dream of you
an image in my mind
the beautiful words
I think too much
Well kids, college has started and I'm happy to be back. I love all my friends. I'm doing really well. Classes seem to be going well so far. This looks to be a kick-ass semester overall.
The dawn is breaking
A light shining through
You're barely waking
And I'm tangled up in you
But I'm open, you're closed
Where I follow, you'll go
I worry I won't see your face
Light up again
Even the best fall down sometimes
Even the wrong words seem to rhyme
Out of the doubt that fills my mind
I somehow find, you and I collide
I'm quiet, you know
Well, this afternoon was fun. I had lunch with a friend from high school that I hadn't seen since... well, high school (a year ago). After lunch we went to the mall and shopped. We were each looking for presents for friends of ours. It was fun, she's a cool girl, has a great since of humor. Anyway, as we were leaving, the DJ on the radio goes, "And now for more about tonight's lesbian kissing contest" or something. Jokingly, we were both like, "YES! WHEN? WHERE?"
Take my home
Take everything I own
Take it, take control
You will feel better
You will feel whole
You’re so good
You stopped me where I stood
And let me look at love and I feel better
Oh I feel good
I just wanna give it all to you
I wanna share this with you
Make you mine and mine will be all yours
Whatever you want and mor
What I’m anticipating
Everything else would be overrated
I don't know if you all remember me, but I posted on here for a while... then I kind of abandoned this site. For that I am sorry. Things got busy in my life. My freshman year in college has concluded. I came out to one person, just one of my friends. This fact plagues me. The fact that the majority of my friends, who I love so much, are unaware of this piece of me is very disturbing. What's more disturbing, and what keeps me from telling them, is that I fear that they will turn their backs on me. A few, I know, probably would not. I'm just so scared.
Sorry, I know I posted lyrics in my last entry but I came across these today. And I'm a little embarrassed because it's a very poppy song. It's slow, though. But anyway... the lyrics just really hit me right in the heart. Then I found that there's a version that has pieces in Spanish in it... and well, CNN will understand why that made it more special. ;-) Here you go.
I'd Rather Be In Love
I cannot help it I couldn't stop it if I tried
The same old heartbeat fills the emptiness I have inside
And I've heard that you can't fight love, so I won't complain
'Cause why would I stop the fire that keeps me going on?
I took an ink blot test on Tickle.com and here are my results (I think they're shockingly accurate)...
I've been hanging around Oasis for a while now, mostly posting comments on KieBem81's journal. So here I go, posting in my journal now... heh.