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Four Things and a Lizard

Thing the First: Not-quite-two-weeks left until graduation.... The reality of it still hasn't quite sunk in.... In my mind, high school just sort of goes on forever - like, sure, there's summer, but then after summer, just another year of high school.

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Oma

I thought she was doing okay, being back in her own house, which is what she wanted more than anything else. But apparently no. She hates not being allowed to go upstairs, and today she tried to beat one of her caregivers with a cane. Not that that would actually do much damage, weak as she is, but still... beating someone with a cane.

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'Hello my name is Macavity' (24 Hour Relay)

The Twenty-Four Hour Relay is a big annual Memorial Day Weekend tradition at my school; this year marked the twentieth instance. According to some, it's supposed to be some kind of 'challenge' to be taken seriously, but my impression is more that it's supposed to be a big sober party to prove to highschoolers that sober parties are fun as well as safe. Sober parties are the only kind of parties in my world, of course, but that's not the point, and not the case with many of my classmates anyway.

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Oma

I haven't mentioned too much about this before, because I've been doing a pretty good job of ignoring/avoiding it in real life, but my grandmother Oma is living with my family now and she's a nearly impossible person to live with. She keeps saying that she wants to go home to her two-story house sixty miles away, even though she can scarcely stand up without assistance. She can't hear unless we shout, and then she gets annoyed with us for shouting at her. She always needs help changing her diapers. She calls everybody but the immediate family 'Olga.' Et cetera et cetera et cetera.

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Q Prom, Sideburns, Duct Tape

Last night was Q Prom. The Q stands for Queer. It was fun, though not as fantastic as the school's prom. But it did give me a perfect opportunity to wear sideburns.

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Unexpected Awesomeness

Sometime within the last week or two, I gave an interview for the school newspaper, about my skull collection. It was published yesterday, and I got a few comments on it today. Mr Anatomy Teacher was particularly impressed, and went to another classroom (or maybe some secret store-room of random school stuff, I don't know) and came back with a beauty of a skull that for a moment I thought might be a bear but then decided it was probably a sea lion and definitely not a bear.

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Blackbird

Yestereve was a sort of awards ceremony at my school. I got lots of awards - the most, maybe - but that's not the point. The point is that the school choir sang 'Blackbird' - you know, 'Blackbird singing in the dead of niiiiiight....' - and my eyes actually welled up, because, I guess, that was her song. Grey's. Even though she didn't actually sing it, then or before, and even though it hasn't affected me when I've heard recordings or watched Across the Universe or anything.

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Just like Eli!

I talked to my counsellor (I don't like to call her a therapist - it's not therapy, what we do... not sure it's counselling, either, though... not sure what it is - she asks questions and I answer them and she finds out about me and I'm not sure whether I gain anything from it or not, except that sometimes she's helpful in communication between me and my parents) today, and told her about my gender stuff, more completely than I've told anyone else before.

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Five things making me happy

(In no particular order)

1. Swallows. Cliff swallows. They've invaded my school and are building nests with mud from the baseball field, and they're so cute. Just look at the little guys:

I just realized today that with their little triangular faces and bug-eyes, they look a lot like bats, only without the big ears. They also flutter kind of like bats sometimes. And I think bats are just the cutest things short of puppies and kittens.

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The Aftermath

That's a funny word, 'aftermath.' Where does the 'math' part come into it? What does 'math' mean besides 'mathematics'? 'Aftermath' has nothing to do with mathematics.

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So I got suspended....

Yes, I got suspended from school for two days for punching Leigh. Not so bad, as consequences go. I'm still glad I did it.

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Prom was Fantastic.


From left to right: Girl whom I will codename 'Bonnie' for no apparent reason, Leaena with a truly fantastic mask, me, Regi.

A better look at my costume, though it still doesn't capture said costume's full fabulousness. Heheh, 'fabulous' is such a gay word.

Anyway, yes, I was thoroughly satisfied with the way the whole prom thing worked out.

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From a Goldfish Farm in China

Hello.

I'm not entirely sure why, but I've abstained from posting anything for two weeks. Read everything, though... Glad to have missed the drama. There have been things I've wanted to say; I don't know why I didn't just say them. Ah well. I'm back now. I'll start commenting again and everything.

I don't have much in particular to say... I guess I'll just write about whatever I've been thinking or doing these past two weeks.

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Edit!

Original Post:
I just found a list, made especially for people like me by the college I will be attending next year, of all the unisex restrooms on campus.
Not only is this very good news in itself, it also bodes fair for the school's entire attitude toward gender-variant people.

Edit:
So.... Visited the college today....
The whole college thing is just intimidating. Downright scary, actually.

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One Year Ago

An exact copy of the Gmail chat between me and Leigh on the Wednesday of STAR Testing week, 2010, completely unaltered except for the names. I hate everything about it. Everything.

4:43 PM Leigh: ?
4:44 PM Me: I percieve in you so excellent a touch of modesty that you will not extort from me that which I am willing to keep in.
Therefore it charges me in manners the rather to express myself.
Go on. Ask your questions.
4:45 PM Leigh: How are you feeling?
Me: Less than before.
Leigh: :P
What means your status?

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