My band played on Friday, and it was hilariously dreadful!
What a funky dream, and its 5 am! Its somthing about me introducing my sister a homocidal asshole who started mutilate my family. I was trapped, but excaped, nobody cared to listen, but I would call 911 nobody listened there as well. I was left in the gutter to rot. I woke up trempling and scared. I took a gusty walk around the house and came back, turned on my computer and thought DANG BOY THIS IS NOT A REAL DREAM BUT HOMOCIDAL DREAM? OMG! WHAT DOES THAT MEAN?! I am still trembling from this dream, sweating and stuff.
Dan called earlier. Could I go camping, like we planned? I dashed upstairs to ask, and, making sure my voice was loud enough to carry to the phone receiver downstairs, asked mom if I could go (while avidly shaking my head.) She asked if there were chaperones. I replied in the negative. Her answer?
sometimes I wonder...wat if I had spent the summer with my friends...would I have turned out the same way?...most of the summer consisted of me watchin the telly-vision when I was supposed to be out partyin' with friends. Why I never went out with them I dunno, it must have been fate. One night while flippin' channels I saw Buffy the Vampire Slayer on, so I was watchin for a lil while and then I saw Willow givin Tara a lil lip lovin, I put that scene in the back of my mind and changed the channels, but then there was a lingering question, could I possibly be gay? I had never really thought about it since I wasn't really around anything like it.
I love it when random people IM me. I just got IMed by someone whose screen name looks like a reference to Joseph Stalin.
I talked a little with this (guy/girl). He (she) wouldn't tell me where they got my AIM name. It always freaks me out when this happens. I was scared that Joe might be a wicked insane stalker, but at the same time, I was kind of excited. OOoohh, talking to somebody new! The anonymity of the internet is so great.
This has possibly been the most important weekend since arriving here at the beginning of the school year, in terms of personal growth. The retreat I went on for GLB students was absolutely wonderful. I got sooooooo much out of it...the theme of the retreat was "bridging the gap between two worlds", pointing mostly to the gap between our place in the gay culture, and then our place in the overly heterosexual culture as a homosexual. So many of the things we talked about were issues I've personally been dealing with over these past few weeks.
i'm not really sure if i'm gay or just bisexual. i really hate labels, i feel like i don't fit into any of them.
Why is it that I can ever only remember the bad ones?
Seems like there might be more people in the Bay Area than I thought, maybe we could initiate a club/group, get together once a month or something. Just an idea :)!
I think most of us are in love with the idea of being in love. The seductive and romantic parts of it. Just thought I'd share a lil summin summin. Does anyone know where one could get real cheap tickets to Europe?
They are breaking up. each one wants me for thier own...
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Okay, so a couple of days ago, a friend of mine and myself went joyriding... in her car... in the snow (had a Blizzard here)...
Ended up getting the car stuck in the snow over at one of the high schools since we were trying to turn around... stuck there for about 45 minutes before we FINALLY got out... I'm starting to hate snow...
Yesterday, I went over to my pal Jackie's to play some Dance Dance Revolution (DDR). We had some major fun, and she showed me a pic of some girl gettin' off on a vibrator that she drew... I swear I was going to drool on the spot when I saw it...
My whole life I have been given hardtimes. I have gone from being suicidal, to not eating, to cutting myself. I have always been different from everyone else. I never knew why and sometimes I wish I didn't know now. Why do I have to be a girl and like girls?