This place really is a haven.
I signed on about a year ago, I think... I stuck around for quite a while, logged on everyday. Then, it was like I didn't really need Oasis anymore, I thought I'd moved on. I started looking in on everyone again, recently and realised I didn't know any of these new faces. It didn't feel the same anymore.
Anyway, my point is that today my world got flipped upside down, I felt so vulnerable (still do) I can't even talk to my friends for some reason...and this is where I turned. Oasis, it's me again.
Sometimes our conversations go like this:
a) As a result of deregulation, Financial capital mobility is growing strongly. What effects may this have on the domestic economy?
b) What impact do the IMF and World Bank have on economic development in poor coutries?
c) Discuss ESD (Ecologically Sustainable Development) considering its implications for Global Poverty and Inequality.
If you do economics, feel free to help...
I was doing an investigative study into Parliamentary Privilege for my legal studies class, and I found this speech that Michael Kirby gave. He is a gay High Court Judge in Australia, and back in 2002 (I think) when he gave the speech, this guy, Senator Heffernan had made all these allegations saying Kirby had been picking up male prostitutes, etc. which turned out to be a load of BS. Anyways, I really liked the speech, so I thought I'd share...it's rather long though.
I just want to write this down, because it's a good memory and I know I'll forget parts of it if I don't.
My friends and I were all at Jess' house playing Pictionary, half drunk...but hey (haha, that probably sounds really boring, but it's something we do, lots of laughs.)
Anyways, one of the cards we drew said that we had to draw "Milford Sound" with our eyes closed. What the fuck is Milford Sound? I think it's a place...but nobody's ever going to guess that from a stick-figure drawing. So the artist in each pair has their eyes closed, except me. I had no idea what the thing was, so as a joke I wrote "Milford sound" on my piece of paper so that Jess would say it and shock everyone. Instead, Russ who was on our other side looks over at our paper...his partner Fegan had just finished drawing a musical note and he yells out "Milford sound!"
Haha! I have this stupid song stuck in my head. My friends and I just got back from our little vacation to this lake outside of our town. We stayed in a really nice house and nobody wanted to come home *sob*. Anyways, for the past couple of days I've been singing this song really loudly (and terribly) and pissing everyone off, hee hee!
I Touch Myself
I love myself I want you to love me
So you're on the phone, talking to a gorgeous girl. After saying goodbye she says "I love you." You shit yourself of course, and quickly reply "You too" before hanging up. Is that a cop-out? Do you have to say the same words back for it to mean something? Why do I have to be such a coward...grr..
I should have just told her I loved her too, even if I'm not 'in love' with her (though i'm sure it won't be long, lol) I do love her.
How long do you think that I can stare at someone from across the classroom before people start to notice?
HAYLEY'S HOT! And she just got her motorbike licence *drool* ....Dyke on a bike, lol. I WISH! I'm going insane...
"They should name a gender after you. Just looking at you doesn't do it. Staring is the only way that makes any sense. And trying not to blink, so you don't miss anything. And all of that, and you're you."
I just have to write this down I think...get it out of me.
So last year, I slept with a girl. This incredibly sexy girl, who I meant nothing to, and who meant nothing to me. We were drunk (it's in the forum topic about our 'first time') which was something so completely and utterly 'not me'. I never would have thought I'd do something like that...a one night stand. Even now it sounds horrible to me.
*Sob* I'm sick and miserable and whiney, and I want someone to make a new poll to keep me entertained, m'kay? *pout*
Hey, one of my friends told me about this article in an Australian newspaper called "The Daily Telegraph." Read below and you'll see what it's all about, but basically, it's about a school/s in Sydney which are getting a lot of shit from the press right now because of a Sex Ed. class that they held.
"In the lesson, Dealing With Difference, students at a western Sydney public high school were asked to imagine they were 13 and growing up heterosexual in an environment where everyone else was gay – their teacher, tennis coach, guidance counsellor and even their family."
Today at school we were on the computers doing these Investigative Reports, and I went and checked my email (it was just the school's student mail, an intranet or whatever they call it...) and I had an email from this girl I have a crush on. I've never spoken to her, but people are always sending messages to the whole school through some data-base thing with all our names on it. So yeah, it wasn't addressed to me, it was just a random 'hello' comment to everyone.
Once upon a time, they were there...and they were... *thinks*...All elephants called Pin.
And then they were dead.
So they weren't there ANYMORE!
The End. *blink owlishly*
Okay, well I wasn’t going to write about this, I thought it would pass after a few days, that it would turn out to be one of those annoying teenage spats that everyone deals with at one point or another. But that hasn’t been the case.
My best friend (a guy) hasn’t spoken to me in about a month…I hadn’t realised how long I let it go on for until today. As far as I know I haven’t done anything to warrant being ignored, and called a bitch behind my back…at least not anything that was done to intentionally hurt him. The only thing I can think of is my strengthening friendship with a girl called Jess; perhaps he’s jealous, despite the fact that he too was becoming her friend.
In English today, we read a poem by an Australian poet called Maureen Watson called "Stepping Out." It didn't have anything to do with sexuality, it was about how she, as one of the Stolen Generation has been labelled all her life, and now she just wants to be known for who she is, as an individual.
Anyways, I liked the last few lines, how they inspire confidence, and in my mind they are refering to coming out as a lesbian/gay/bisexual...so I thought I'd share.