Hello Everyone. It's been awhile....too much homework, too tired, too much panic=too little time. I feel like my body and brain are falling apart again just as my life is coming together which proves that fate is an evil little bitch.
Been thinking quite a bit about gender identity lately, and determined that I'm as uncomfortable as a girl as I would be had I been born a boy. Arbitrary coin-toss gender, that's me. This began thanks to theater and being a "sparkle fairy" in titania's train...character profile=girly bitch who "thinks shes the most beautiful girl in the room." I am not the most beautiful girl in the room (far from it) and I am a horrible sparkle fairy until I get REALLY in character, costume profile=skimpiest dress I've ever worn, meaning I need to get a strapless bra. Shit.
I don't think it's fair. As I girl I get boobs, which hurt without a bra and bras hurt and are socially unacceptable to scratch (problematic due to excema) and what is in essence a gaping wound between my legs that always either oozes or bleeds. Hello? who thought this one up? I would like to lodge a complaint......
Oh well. Could be so worse.
In much, much, better news.
I'm in love.
Allow me to repeat:
I AM IN LOVE!! HOLY SHIT!!
Now I just have to invite wren over to dinner and make wren meet my parents so they don't flip out.
Which they already have.
but, you know, I don't give a crap.