I was angry and sad earlier and I just felt like writing poetry. Now I'm tired, but feeling much better. Ok, so it's alliterative and it sounds old-fashioned. It made me feel better.
Sonnet for Valentine's Day
When buds unfurl and creeping vines are new,
The rumbling wind and sky and pounding rain
Shall sweep away the snow that does remain.
Then birds shall sing and cows, their anthem, too.
I need someone to sleep with. Not stupid lame ass sex..no hot steamy love making. I just need to cuddle up and sleep. Someone I could curl up next to kiss the back of their neck..wrap my arm around them and feel safe and like the feeling of makin someone else feel safe. Do u know how hard I try to find just that!? I mean I look at every girl hoping I could do just that. And for some odd reason everyone thinks im a gay slut. Cause I keep juggling hoping to find just that. But shes not my type and then I give up.
So... I know that I owe [myself] the coming-out entry...
... but, like always, I've started thinking about things (why does that always lead to trouble?), and so now I'm going to pour my introspection into this silly little blog thing. Today my mom told me that I get online too much to think about these things; that I retreat into the depths of my mind and get lost along the way. I guess maybe she's right.
Close encounters of the military kind.
Survivor, American Idol, Sexist Man or Woman Alive, are they sterotyping them for looks, the way they wear, how they are and their weight status?
Do they happen to realize that there are millions of ppl out there feeling like shite becuase of the tv personal gain? What is their goal? To increase the onlookers and the interest of Americans and other countries to look onto them and think they are superior than us? Thats full of b.s! Excuse me for swearing kids but its just utterly low and shameful. There should be a tv show for the sexiest fat man on the planet, or somthing with brains and the moxie award for their good acheivements or the good things they did. Them good lookers cant help but showing off for cock and pussies to gain their sexual bias and have ppl drooling for the best!
I feel that I have been neglecting this site, and that makes me sad! Sad in a manic kind of way, but still sad! I've been doing some blogging on my new domain, so check out Stentorian if you'd like. Also, drop me a line on AIM, but I must warn you, I'm not much of an internet talker. I SHALL return and be more active here!
Nothing too exciting is happening on this side. My band, which does NOT suck, will be having a show soonish, and I hope that I can get some sound clips up somewhere on the internet. And I'm actually doing something on Valentine's Day! It's not datish, but at least I'm going to be with other lonely people! I will still wear all greys and blacks and listen to My Bloody Valentine, as always, but I'm also going to see my friend's band play! With people I like! YAY! I had a chance to ask a cute boy, but I chickened out, since we haven't spoken in MONTHS. Ok, I'll end this, and spew my mania on this website more later! No worries:) (and I mean that! NO worries! Or I will find where you live and beat the worries out of your corpse!)
I sit here at my desk and stare at the application in front of me: Standing Committee for Gay and Lesbian Student Needs--Application for Undergraduate Student Members. I also think about the OutreachND club; the unofficial student run support group. They, too need officers for next school year...specifically a female co-chair aka co-president. Could I really do this? Do I want to do this? Why did I print out the appication if I don't?
I am comical, and this has been an adventure in awkward comedy for me.
Tonight. Regardless of how far my foot is down my throat, I'm ending it. Even if that results in making a mockery of myself.
See (or rather remember, cause it was eaten) earlier Oasis entries for a rundown of my suaveness in the flirting department.
I was in class today, and this guy whose always being a jerk, turns to me and says,"Are you a lesbian? Because you're wearing that rainbow button." I turn to him and say,"Yeah, why do you care?" He gives me a strange look like I was supposed to be insulted. I laugh, then he says," Is that that the button means, that you're a Lesbian?" I say back to him smiling, "yep." I sort of lied because I'm only bi, but I didn't care, he's always been a jerk so I needed some humor.
that's all i need to do now.
chill, play ultimate mortal kombat 3 , and read harry potter.
in case you weren't aware .. my arcade stick arrived.. such a fun toy.. been playing street fighter all week.
Well , fare thee well as i mince off into the sunset and go get some well deserved _sleep_
Im back from the murky weather Florida vacation. We pretty much had alot of rain in Florida on the most part. But it was utterly fab cruising Universal Studios with a gay friend(an old crush)and my parents. Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday we had some rays but was still chilly. OH well
Returning to Michigan wasnt what I had in mind. I had a sheer bliss of being away from home, away from the old shite, even though my parents were with me. My mother and I are really close. So it was cool both ways. It was also nice to get off line and be away from the computer once in a while. Since computer is my first and my only way of communicating with others. Phones are useless when you are deaf.
An overview of Maggie's boifriend (whose role in Cinderella she not-so-secretly covets) and the growing suspicion of her mother.
And a really cool graphic I dug up.
My gift is my rant
And this one's for you
And you can tell everybody, this is your rant
I hope you don't mind, I hope you don't mind
That I put down in words
How rant-i-ful life is
Now you're in the world ;-)
First off, and apology, to you, Holly. I told you this would be up in the morning, and well, it wasn't. LOL! Can you ever forgive me? *gives best puppy dog eyes*
Ok here goes the ranting, just for you.