This performance is well worth your time... believe me!
Sometimes I feel like I'm doing the wrong degree. I'm currently studying a conjoint law and arts degree. I wish I was doing engineering and commerce. Or science. I don't know. Law and arts really aren't that useful when it comes to employment. I'm unsure whether this is me trying to do too many things at once again, but either way, I've closed too many doors to try and reopen them again.
My dad is selling his house. He's also disowned my brother.
Headed offline for a week of beach reading, see ya on the flip side.
This morning, my 72-yo grandmother charged in and demanded I Get Out Of Bed! I wanted to know what she was doing in my room and when she would leave. She sat down and claimed she was staying until I stopped thinking of myself. Did she WANT to come wake me up? Of course not! But here I was, making it all about me.
MY LIFE IS LIKE:
eating hot soup on a 100 degree days, where
when deciding to fool and or play
with the elements
I foolishly get ahead of myself
and climb into a cannon made from gold,
jewels and other materials defined as wealth
my target: a tree-less field
because i love to drown myself by the blaze
of a burning hot star
& where i regret
that bag of sodium filled chips
ive liberally devoured because im totally far from being a coward(of salt that is) making me toooooooooooooo dehydrated
and so now i have
a perfectly good reason
as to why i shouldnt even bother
I were but little happy if I could say how much.
Meaning, reason I've been away is that life's been good!
OK so I'm on FB right now and I'm messaging with my crush Annika about writing depressing scripts & it's amazing!!! I thought I had scared her off when I mentioned that my favorite poem was about the writer's own execution but she totally got it. And now it's after midnight & we're just talking about therapeutic writing and I even sent her a draft of the script that I wrote...oh well she has to go now but STILL. We've talked for like 1/2 an hour. I thought I was over her but now...oh my gawd. It's like she's just getting more perfect.
How do I? Even begin to do this. Alright. My name is Jay. Some people would dispute that. I'm a teenage transdude with a lot of opinions about nearly everything. The Internet is my homeland, and I'm surprisingly capable of maintaining friendships.
I'm intensely into science of all sorts, especially medical science (gENETICS??? NEURO!?!?!?!). My goal is to someday become a neurosurgeon, because I find consciousness beautiful, I want to help people, and I want to stick my hands into people's skulls.
We had to put my oldest cat, Buddy, to sleep today. In the past few weeks he's stopped eating and I've had to watch him slowly wither away into a skeleton. We took him to the vet and we were told it was a thyroid problem, but the medication prescribed for thyroid issues didn't restore his appetite like it should have. I think it was something more than that. He got to a point where he couldn't even get up and walk he was so weak.
Hello everyone! c: long time no post. I started junior year this past Tuesday. I am very happy with all of my classes. I will be trying out for dance team very soon. I hope to make Varsity with the big girls. I am in choir for the time being.
The following story is based on a sleep-dep-induced hallucination of mine that brought on a small epiphany about the nature of life. It may contain triggers, as it involves self-mutilation. Please give your opinion if you read it and care to do so, I'd be interested in the criticism.
I told my friend Audrey over email that I'm bi. She was really nice about it, which I expected. She told me she's bi, which I didn't expect. I'm happy, she's happy, we're good friends. So...yeah. Don't know what else to say.
It reminded me of high school, so I changed it.
A couple weeks ago, I made a post about how my sister almost ruined my mom's relationship, but I deleted it because it was really angry and also because my mom and her boyfriend made up. To condense the story, he's been in North Carolina for his job, and he and my mom want to live there permanently, so they have been looking at houses there together. My mom has been saying for months now that she was going to move there as soon as our house sold. But now, just to appease my sister, she's going to postpone it a year. (She won't just leave my sister with my dad because she thinks he has too much on his plate with his fiancee's two really obnoxious kids.)
I'm new to drag really, and I've been using really cheap makeup, so its hard to look TOO good, but here!
I'm improving every day. Gotta work more on eyeliner and eyeshadow and blending and eyebrows, but I've basically got lips and contouring down.
Also needing a new wig because mine is cheap ;_;
On Tuesday I arrived a little late to school at night, I couldn't find my bets friend until someone told me that he was totally drunk in my classroom, I went to visit him and he was laying on the ground, when I got into the classroom he got up and gave me a huge hug and told me that loved me a lot, after that he told me how he got drunk and had the brilliant idea to sneak out of school and visit some friend that lives near my school, he made me jump some fence and I had to hold his hand so he wouldn't go sprinting and in some moments I had to grab him by the waist, at my friends house he got w