Since we're officially at the half-way point of the year, I figured I should catch everyone up on the state of things with Oasis.
As we haven't really moved the needle on traffic, and no plans have emerged to continue the site in some new direction with increased traffic, the site will shut down on November 30. As for why that specific date, Oasis launched on December 1, 1995, so that will put it at exactly 19 years.
As for what happens between now and then, here is what I am looking into:
Since this site has had HIV scares and HIV+ members in the past, I did want to bring people's attention to this drug I hadn't heard of before. Truvada is a pill you take daily which gives you some protection against getting infected with HIV.
It is still controversial, not because of its effectiveness or minimal side effects, but because it has the untrue stigma of encouraging risky behavior. But on a site with a younger readership, we've all seen by now that risky behavior happens anyway, so it would be better to be prepared for it, whether that is a broken condom or a lack of a condom not preventing the sexual activity.
It is being stigmatized in a way that no one would think to do to someone taking birth control every day.
If you are younger and sexually active, you should know there are new measures to keep you even more healthy that are likely covered by your (or your parents's) insurance.
Here is an article (with many additional links, as well as an entire linked follow-up thread) on Andrew Sullivan's site.
I have this nice journal with beautiful, naturally made paper and I have nothing to write in it because I'm not sad now. I kind of wish I had something to write in there about, but I'm not used to expressing happiness, so it's difficult thinking of words.
I went to the Renaissance fair yesterday, and saw some things. I also got a handmade journal with actual paper, instead of that gross machine-made acidic stuff, so I've started writing my poems in there rather than the other old book I was using. I'll possibly go back to that one after this new one's filled up, but that may be a while. I'd post some poems here, but there are a lot of them, and they borrow a lot of phrases from each other, so it's sort of like I'm just revising, compiling, and expanding on them, and I don't know what I'll end up with.
Last time I wrote about how I move with my Mom every 13 weeks as she starts a new assignment as a travel nurse, and now I want to go into some of the realities of this kind of lifestyle. Believe it or not, it's not as bad as it may seem.
I was just at province town for four days. The day before that I was talking to my mom about the four of us going (mom, dad, sister, me) and she told me she she had bad news, that my sister couldn't come. She's been depressed for two years so she's really behind in school so (as a punishment?) she had to stay home and do school work. Me; I want to be in school it distracts me from being depressed. But there was good news, my best friend (i'll just say Ari for privacy) was coming. The one who i can't figure out if I should tell her I'm lesbian or not.
Just when I was feeling happy, school came around and made me depressed again. Pretty much everybody I talked to last year is now gone, so I spent a lot of time just walking around, like last year except now with even less friends. Fuck all the lower grades. Thane and Nosaj are the only people I talk to who are still here, and I barely got any time with either of them.
I've waiting a long time to write this, my first journal, and while the days are running out on this site I still think I can contribute something to it.
I'm Alex, I'm almost fourteen, and I'm writing this at the 28th address I've lived at in my life. Yes, you read that correctly.