I haven't posted in a while. Not much happened, but I guess I have some stuff I can write about now, though. There's some bad stuff and some good stuff. I guess maybe I should say the good stuff first and then the bad because the bad involves death, and that's always kind of heavy.

My school names its valedictorian and salutatorian after the first semester. I don't know why it does that so early, but it does, and apparently it always has. Today at school, I was told to write a speech because I'm officially the salutatorian.

Another journal entry for me... Actually I'm surprised I haven't done one recently, so much Oasis-worthy has been going on. Probably just 'cause I had the brilliant idea to write journalsy things mirrorwise in my paper book, makes it difficult for anyone to read. But I haven't even done a paper journal in a few days...

Where to start, what to tell...

The journal I wrote for today is about my coming out story, so in case anyone's interested, it is here:

http://www.jeffwalsh.com/2013/01/15/hot-young-gay-teens/

Just posted this on Facebook:
If you wanted to get to the root of Western thought, if you wanted to find the place where our common cultural perceptions and assumptions are formed, where would you look?
The Bible, of course. Even if you're never affected directly by it, either because you don't read it or you don't believe in it, you're immersed in a culture that, though it has changed much, is still much rooted in this one Book.

Many people, most, really, in America, do, however, believe in the Bible through one interpretation or another.
Does this bode for good or ill?

It's so shit so far, its only been a few hours, but I already feel so lost and empty.

Break-ups are the worst...

What has been your worst break up experience? How long did it take you to get over your lover? And what helped you get over them?

Thanks guys as always for all your support, mean the world to me <3

Just thought I'd say hi to Oasis and its constituents. So, yeah.

Last night we finally had our Sadie Hawkins dance at my school, rescheduled after the tragedy in Newtown, CT. Originally they were going to cancel it but it was turned into a dance/fundraiser for our local food bank. I feel really good about my school doing that.

We used my place as a gathering point, and Sarah and Emily came with their Moms...and they were just so pretty. Sarah wore a blue dress and Emily was in a black one, which is kind of funny being neither one of them ever wear dresses. Lots of pictures were taken and both Matthew and I slipped in kisses when we could.

Hello.

This past week, I started back at Uni. In all 4 classes, I am going as Eli and with male pronouns. I'm so worried people will slip up because, let's face it, I almost never ever ever pass. :(

I've been listening almost exclusively to death metal lately. As a result, I've switched from hanging out on Soundcloud to hanging out on Bandcamp. In related news, I think my hair's long enough to headbang. I'd like to have it at least to my shoulders, though. I must be patient.

Note.

So since I've changed a lot since I first came here I thought I'd reintroduce myself, both to you and me.
My name is Maddie (or Maddie Joy, whatever). I'm fifteen and I live in Washington, where it's very green and the seasons don't really mean anything.
After about a year of thinking about it I've finally figured out that I'm a lesbian. I think it took me so long because I had all those stereotypes in my head--the sporty, muscly, short-haired girl who wears a tie and pants, and I don't fit any of those. I'm tiny (petite, really), bookish, and I only wear skirts.

Thanks to everyone for their kind welcome! I'll try to write on here more often but most likely I'll be posting on Wednesdays, Saturdays and Sundays when I have more free time.

As promised this time around I'm going to write about how I came to live in France. It's not a happy story.

Lime green lightning bugs lit up the road late on a school night
and you squeezed my hand while lip-syncing to Ed Sheeran.
Inside your car, we were safe and invisible, baby.
You rested your cheek on my shoulder and I fell
for the dangerous tints of maple in your irises.
Maybe it was naive or maybe it was real;
either way, we threw caution to the wind
along with the ash from our convenience
store cigarettes and kissed hotly like nobody could stop us.

You were someone I wanted to keep forever;
tie you up with imaginary rope and trap you

Ohhi there Oasis. I kind of got eaten by school/volunteer work/the internet, but I've been absolutely horrid at journaling anywhere and I should really at least make an efort to get back into it.

So. What have I been up to? Went to Vegas for new years with a few really awesome people-- for real, it was geeky sci-fi quoting and queer theory and feminism and bad sex puns all the way and it was super great, even if the Vegas strip itself is pretty disgusting.

hey y'all, i need a few names for my story, since i just read a book kinda along the same lines of the one i'm writing, meaning it was a romance and out of the 12 names in my book 8 appeared in the other as well, and don't wanna be accused of ripping off the book i just read...

i need the names that match the following discriptions:

* vampire from the late 18th cen. (b.1774, turned 1790) would prefer a french name or a name with the lang of origin accompanying.

*name for supporting cast, male. pref. popular (c.1970's-2000's) any origin (please specify what origin)