The first bit is quite trivial but the other stuff not so much.
I started watching this show that's been off the air for a number of years. I'm really enjoying it. So I post a question to a forum a week or so ago explicitly stating that I'm watching the show for the first time, don't want spoilers, ect. What do I get? Some douche private messaging me humongous spoilers. Ugh. People. No respect. No consideration. No nothing.
I believe today is going to be a strange day. It may sound odd enough to even begin the day by saying it will be bizarre…but somehow I inherently feel today it is going to be a different. You may presume this would be due to what I would do differently today, but in fact, it’ll be because of what happened yesterday. I came out to a very close family friend, close enough to be my aunt, that is.
Hey everyone. It's 12/13/12. I am now 15 as of November 30th. I'm going to start there :)
I had a great Thanksgiving week. It was awesome. I ate at my Grandma's house. Had turkey, ham, mashed potatoes, corn, rolls, and brownies. It wasn't the same without my cousin Frances but I'm getting better. I'm starting to accept that she's went to heaven. I'm okay now.
We ate then played Name Game. You write the name of a character on a strip of paper and put it in a cup. Someone will read all the names and you have to guess who wrote what name. The winner is the person who is last to get guessed or if no one remembers their name. It's so fun. We play it every family get together.
Below in this journal entry is the story of how my parents found out about my sexuality or more or less how I came out to my family about it. I will admit that I was full of fear, sadness and self-loathing. But at least when I told them I had a heavy weight lifted off my shoulders and I felt better that I didn't have to hide it any more.
I am a Foster Parent to a 14 year old girl. She has been in my and my husband's care for almost 6 months now... we love her very much :)
My daughter has to go to weekly therapy sessions, because of things that happened in her biological mothers home. As I was picking her up recently from therapy, her Therapist pulled me to the side. She told me that my daughter revealed to her that she was a LESBIAN!!
I was (am) in complete shock! Well... we did suspect that she was Gay, because of her masculine dress and ways... but to hear it confirmed... we are just torn about this.
A simple concept turned horribly complicated.
unconditional love; that's what friends and family should show each other
anything; that's what friends and family should do for each other
Well, Where do I start? I'm 15, Gay, a Jew in a house of Baptists, a Liberal living in the Conservative world, and I'm the only one of the 4 gay kids I know who seem to struggle. They're so free and boundless, running around with their boyfriends and girlfriends without a care in the world, while I stay alone, desperate for someone to notice me, and bear the burdens of being a complete outsider from the southern society which surrounds me. I think I'm a decent human being, I don't hurt people, I like to laugh, I'm nice, but is that enough?
This particular song, Shake the Disease, is pretty much how I feel right now.
"Can't you see it's misery
And torture for me
When I'm misunderstood
Try as hard as you can, I've tried as hard as I could
To make you see
How important it is for me"
This part of the song reminds me of trying to explain trans issues to my parents. I've been trying to explain to them why it matters to me what they call me, but it's really difficult to make that clear. And it is torture for me to be misunderstood.
"Here is a plea
From my heart to you
Last weekend my sister brought her two kids over. On Saturday night we watched Paranormal Activity. It was okay. Not really worth the hype and thankfully I was already ready to be dissapointed. At least a couple parts were kinda creepy and good. Still, I prefer The Blair Witch Project.
Sometimes I think it would be easier to have homophobic parents. At least then I would know why they hate me.
Sweety, it's ok to be nervous, I am too. But... I've been waiting for this. I want to hold you in my arms and never let you go. Don't worry about me meeting your family, I'm sure I'll do just fine.
If walking was an option, I'd walk my way from here to you.
not much has happened...
i got over $250 for new years(chinese new years to you non-chinese)
saw percy jackson and the lightening thief(funny)
trying a bit harder in school...but i know i should try even harder :p
my number of pets and mothers have grown...
pet llama #2 (was once mother but then turns out she's pet llama's
sister, therefore, not my mother)
pet freshman #2
pet flying blob
pet korean kitty
pet spethal senior
Our family finally had our Christmas get together today. Me and my parents bought my oldest sister a couple of fantasy books like she suggested we buy. This is like a half hour ago(2am-ish): I'm downstairs with my oldest nephew (who is only a few years younger than me) and his mom (my oldest sister) and we're watching LOTR and she says softly to him "they're stupid books, I'll never read them....but at least she got me books." Oh, wow. FUCKING wow. Could you insult me a little more? Like WHAT THE FUCK?
for this hallows eve i just wanted 2 let everyone know that i have faced and put down another inner-demon. I won't get into detail but instead ill share the poem i wrote for my little sister, its more than a poem and it was all last minute so if its corny 2 u, 2 bad. I'm the middle child and its not always easy 2 b understood but i wouldn't trade it for the world. ^_^<369
hey kim sorry 2 b the dim
2 your light sorry we always gotta fight
and im really startin to realize i sometimes dont have the right
to yell sorry kim sometimes my mind doesnt always run well
My mom's in one of those bitchy moods again. It sucks. She gets like this every now and then, and it's really annoying b/c she basically blames everything on me and my sis, and makes me fix/move/clean it up >:o
ohhh my god. i just had the craziest family dinner ever.
+my grandma lives in new york, upper east side. she's rather a typical grandma, technologically challenged, caring, fussy, and a tad embarrassing in public.
+my aunt (well, one of them, but i won't be mentioning the others) is a little unusual. she's a runner, fine, but she's crazy about it--she's like 5'4" or something and only weighs 100lbs. yes, she is kind of "built like that" anyway, but she's neurotic about her health.
Well, well, well..
It's been well over two months since my last post, I believe... Wait.. maybe it's been two months. I don't remember. Anyways, I'm back.
A lot has happened in the past two months! I'm sure I could write a book about it all, too haha. I'll just make a list & vent today. =]
all too soon,
as I sit in my room.
He pours another drink
and I can't help but think
this isn't where I'm meant to be.
I want to fall
on my knees,
for an artist
more from me
than a muse.
don't ever abuse me.
Take my picture,
i'm not me on film
strangled by city lights.
Summer comes much too slow.
You know how there are always tons of commercials on TV and signs around for causes to find help and cures for things like cancer, autism, diabetes, etc.? Do you also know how you don't really seem to realize the extremeness of these complications until you or someone you know gets something?
Yeah, you know.