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Holy Heck, I'm Back
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Yeah, that's all, I just felt bad looking at a journal entry from three years ago.
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A PUPPY
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My journal has been the same for faaar too long, so I figured what better time to introduce Rylie, my dysfunctional little jack russell-chihuahua puppy!?
I've had the little monster for about seven months now, and she's possibly the weirdest little creature in the world, I'm eighty nine percent sure that she's actually a weird goose-deer hybrid, but she's awfully sweet.
Her favorite passtimes are:
chewing on the furniture
being confused as to where she can use the bathroom
chewing on my feet
being insanely adorable
annoying the other dogs
acting like she's never seen people when they leave for ten seconds
And that's the puppy.
farewell, all.
I've had the little monster for about seven months now, and she's possibly the weirdest little creature in the world, I'm eighty nine percent sure that she's actually a weird goose-deer hybrid, but she's awfully sweet.
Her favorite passtimes are:
chewing on the furniturebeing confused as to where she can use the bathroomchewing on my feetbeing insanely adorableannoying the other dogs acting like she's never seen people when they leave for ten secondsAnd that's the puppy.
farewell, all.
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The Kitchenware Are My Bretheren
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I never imagined myself making something like this, and I don't know what response it will get, if any. In my experience so far it seems to get a sort of "that's not even a thing, you're delusional" response, but there's something I want to share with the world. I want to shout it to the whole damn world, and right now I feel so confined and wary of every movement in my town, so, like any blissful idiot, I've taken to the internet.
in August of last year, I met a girl. I'd gone to school with her since the seventh grade, I'd heard her name countless times, but I'd never met her. I'd never expected she'd be anything to me.
Before I get into that I need to explain something. I'm not gay. I spent most of my life telling myself I was completely straight. I brushed off any crush I ever had on a girl because I was scared, but I always wondered what made genders so important to people. I always wondered what happened if you fell in love with someone of the wrong gender, and I always cared more about the the person than the body they were in, but everything told me it was normal for girls to like boys, and I'd liked boys before, so it was easy for me to hide from myself.
when I met this girl I was immediately fond of her. The first day, I remember not wanting to stay at my best friend's house, but deciding about three hours into this gathering that if the girl stayed, I would stay. Unfortunately, I went home that night.
She told me she was gay six months after I met her. Until this point it had been easy to chalk my fondness up to friendship, because I thought she was straight, because I had a boyfriend, and because I was scared. That month was full of questions for me, but I focused on explaining it away. telling myself that I did only like guys, but that I was attracted to a genderless mindset. Just something hovering on the middle, kind of like me, because I identify as a girl, but I'm very happy to be androgynous or simply capable of convincingly dressing like a guy. I kept this going for a long time.
Eventually, I broke up with the guy I was dating, finding myself incredibly unhappy, because I found so much more in this girl, but I refused to admit that to myself.
It took months of her staying at my house and progressively getting closer for me to finally stop running.
I realized that I am pansexual. Meaning, essentially, that gender really doesn't matter.
and so shortly after, I started dating a girl. a beautiful, wonderful girl, whose name I will not mention.
And I'm happy.
I'm so incredibly happy, I'd like to proclaim it to the world, but my family is displeased, and hers surely would be if they knew. So I've come here, to proclaim to as many people as I can
that I am in love.
in August of last year, I met a girl. I'd gone to school with her since the seventh grade, I'd heard her name countless times, but I'd never met her. I'd never expected she'd be anything to me.
Before I get into that I need to explain something. I'm not gay. I spent most of my life telling myself I was completely straight. I brushed off any crush I ever had on a girl because I was scared, but I always wondered what made genders so important to people. I always wondered what happened if you fell in love with someone of the wrong gender, and I always cared more about the the person than the body they were in, but everything told me it was normal for girls to like boys, and I'd liked boys before, so it was easy for me to hide from myself.
when I met this girl I was immediately fond of her. The first day, I remember not wanting to stay at my best friend's house, but deciding about three hours into this gathering that if the girl stayed, I would stay. Unfortunately, I went home that night.
She told me she was gay six months after I met her. Until this point it had been easy to chalk my fondness up to friendship, because I thought she was straight, because I had a boyfriend, and because I was scared. That month was full of questions for me, but I focused on explaining it away. telling myself that I did only like guys, but that I was attracted to a genderless mindset. Just something hovering on the middle, kind of like me, because I identify as a girl, but I'm very happy to be androgynous or simply capable of convincingly dressing like a guy. I kept this going for a long time.
Eventually, I broke up with the guy I was dating, finding myself incredibly unhappy, because I found so much more in this girl, but I refused to admit that to myself.
It took months of her staying at my house and progressively getting closer for me to finally stop running.
I realized that I am pansexual. Meaning, essentially, that gender really doesn't matter.
and so shortly after, I started dating a girl. a beautiful, wonderful girl, whose name I will not mention.
And I'm happy.
I'm so incredibly happy, I'd like to proclaim it to the world, but my family is displeased, and hers surely would be if they knew. So I've come here, to proclaim to as many people as I can
that I am in love.
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I Did Not Sign Up For This
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So, this hasn't been the kind of thing I'd do since I was like fifteen, but that might have something to do with the fact that I have never been tagged. This is by no means an invitation to tag me, and I am a little bit sorry for the people I tag... but only a little. I'm mostly just amused.
I was tagged by
Thanks for that....
Rules, apparently.
Facts about me (BE AFRAID...!)
1: I despise gender stereotypes, even the ones I fit into, just on principle.
2: I sometimes use my computer and my laptop at the same time. I am actually doing this right now.
3: There has been more than one occasion on which I went to sleep after dawn and woke up around sunset. Trust me, not something you want to try.
4: I sometimes play my music way too loudly at absurd hours, like four AM. When I say absurdly loudly, I mean I am on the second floor of my house, and sometimes the music is audible from the basement stairs... but I try to avoid that.
5: I have been known to go on a random passionate rant on a moment's notice.
6: If someone touches me too much without my consent, this can be something as minor as brushing up against me or patting my shoulder, and especially if they start touching my hands or face, I am likely to either panic and look for an exit or get up and sit at a weird distance. I once got out of my seat and sat on the floor of a coffee shop because a friend touched my face.
7: I am horribly prone to small bad choices, such as staying up until sunrise when I have to be awake early the next day, coffee in the middle of the night (Another thing I am currently doing), tumblr (tumblr is definitely a bad decision. In the same way that drugs are), climbing through the window instead of using the door right by it, not doing my homework, using the internet instead of cleaning (also doing this), and plenty of other things. I very rarely regret these things.
8: I own an absurd number of stuffed animals and if I'm tired enough I will shamelessly introduce them to people, which I only learned recently.
9: I have an unhealthy attachment to my dogs. Not in a creepy way, but in such a way that I talk about them more than the average person talks about their pets and I sometimes feel guilty for leaving them if I stay away from home. I am the kind of person who causes people to call dogs "man's best friend". or... girl's best friend, in my case. I sometimes relate better to strange dogs than to strange people.
10: I not only talk to myself when no one's around, I occasionally point out to myself that I am talking to myself and ask what's wrong with me. I also talk to inanimate objects... And dogs...
QUESTIONS FROM THE VILLAINOUS TAGGER:
1. What is the weirdest dream you've ever had?
I recently had a dream that I went back in time to meet my friends as children and I pretended that my shoe was a phone so that no one would realize I wasn't really a five year old. There have probably been weirder ones, but that's my favorite weird one.
2. Do you believe in the supernatural?
To a degree.
3. Where are your shoes?
Where AREN'T my shoes?
(Not to suggest that I'm in that weird girly stereotype where I own a ton of "pretty" shoes. They're mostly canvas shoes and sneakers... and crocs, I own those...)
4. You're stuck in Russia during the harsh winter season with only a little money in your pocket. You have a choice between paying your heating bill and not freezing to death, or paying the loan shark who threatened to break your spine if you were late paying him again. What do you do? (If you can think of a third way out, please share~
)
Is moving an option? I mean, I like Russia in theory, but... Anyway, I'm curious as to why there's a loan shark after me. This doesn't sound like me at all. are you sure you've got the right person?
5. What is your attitude towards public media?
That is too vast a question to be answered simply.
6. What's one thing you can remember from age 3?
Drawing on the walls of my playroom just before moving out of a house
7. Have you ever been out of the country?
Nope.
8. When I say the name Marie Antoinette what do you immediately think of?
History and old stuff.
9. What's the most important thing you've ever forgotten?
I don't know. I forget a lot of things, I can't even keep track.
10.Weighing both it's social and economic values, what is your opinion on cabbage?
I think that cabbage is hugely important to all affairs in our country.
Do I HAVE to come up with questions...? Can't I just cut it off here and not tag anyone? What kind of rebel follows the rules? Most of the people I'd tag have either told me half of the details of their lives or would be willing to if I asked...
1: What is your earliest memory?
2: Your most prized possession?
3: If you had the option of either giving up all but ONE of your current friends and being able to make new friends easily for the rest of your life, or keeping your current friends forever and never being able to make a new friend, regardless of how your relationships with the others go, which would you choose? (this is such a jerk question, even I can't answer it...)
4: What's your current favorite song?
5: Headphones or earbuds?
6: You are presented with the chance to gather a group of friends and go an an adventure, which can be anything you choose. What is your adventure?
7: You get to keep all of your friends or all of your music, but you can't choose both. Which will you keep? (The fact that I am even asking this says something about the people I have befriended...)
8: Lined or blank paper in your journals? If you choose lined, do you always write on the lines?
9: Do you have any secrets that you've never told anyone? (I won't ask what they are. Probably.)
10: What was your favorite stuffed toy as a child, and what was its name?
Okay, I'm supposed to tag ten people, but I don't actually have that many friends, so let's see how this goes. There may be some unsuspecting acquaintances getting tagged here. If I've never called you family assume I am sorry for tagging you.
Slinky1996 You should have expected this upon accepting your place as my best friend.
shanathehuman Because your soul was not enough for me.
Coloring-my-world I should be more sorry than I am.
AsherFlo I am the least sorry for this one.
IYodelForFun Many apologies for the tag.
Atlantean-chick Just accept the apology above for everyone going down.
xXShadowsEdgeXx This is now just my reluctant way
of contacting old dA friends...
Dapplenight Don't even know if you remember who I am...
Almonzo ^apology above...
Nine is close enough, right? Anyone else who cares to be bothered may take it
upon themselves to participate.
*tips hat*
My work here is done.
I was tagged by
Thanks for that.... Rules, apparently.
1) You must post these rules.
2) Each person has to share 10 facts about themselves.
3) Answer the 10 questions asked by the person who tagged you and make up 10 questions for the 10 you tag.
4) Choose 10 people and put their icons in your journal.
5) Not something like, "You are tagged if you read that."
6) You have to legitimately tag 10 people.7) No tag-backs.
8) You can't say that you don't do tags.
9) You MUST make a journal entry! No comments.
10) Bet you didn't notice there was no #5 - Shut up, I made a five. Messing with numbers is bad for you. Facts about me (BE AFRAID...!)
1: I despise gender stereotypes, even the ones I fit into, just on principle.
2: I sometimes use my computer and my laptop at the same time. I am actually doing this right now.
3: There has been more than one occasion on which I went to sleep after dawn and woke up around sunset. Trust me, not something you want to try.
4: I sometimes play my music way too loudly at absurd hours, like four AM. When I say absurdly loudly, I mean I am on the second floor of my house, and sometimes the music is audible from the basement stairs... but I try to avoid that.
5: I have been known to go on a random passionate rant on a moment's notice.
6: If someone touches me too much without my consent, this can be something as minor as brushing up against me or patting my shoulder, and especially if they start touching my hands or face, I am likely to either panic and look for an exit or get up and sit at a weird distance. I once got out of my seat and sat on the floor of a coffee shop because a friend touched my face.
7: I am horribly prone to small bad choices, such as staying up until sunrise when I have to be awake early the next day, coffee in the middle of the night (Another thing I am currently doing), tumblr (tumblr is definitely a bad decision. In the same way that drugs are), climbing through the window instead of using the door right by it, not doing my homework, using the internet instead of cleaning (also doing this), and plenty of other things. I very rarely regret these things.
8: I own an absurd number of stuffed animals and if I'm tired enough I will shamelessly introduce them to people, which I only learned recently.
9: I have an unhealthy attachment to my dogs. Not in a creepy way, but in such a way that I talk about them more than the average person talks about their pets and I sometimes feel guilty for leaving them if I stay away from home. I am the kind of person who causes people to call dogs "man's best friend". or... girl's best friend, in my case. I sometimes relate better to strange dogs than to strange people.
10: I not only talk to myself when no one's around, I occasionally point out to myself that I am talking to myself and ask what's wrong with me. I also talk to inanimate objects... And dogs...
QUESTIONS FROM THE VILLAINOUS TAGGER:
1. What is the weirdest dream you've ever had?
I recently had a dream that I went back in time to meet my friends as children and I pretended that my shoe was a phone so that no one would realize I wasn't really a five year old. There have probably been weirder ones, but that's my favorite weird one.
2. Do you believe in the supernatural?
To a degree.
3. Where are your shoes?
Where AREN'T my shoes?
(Not to suggest that I'm in that weird girly stereotype where I own a ton of "pretty" shoes. They're mostly canvas shoes and sneakers... and crocs, I own those...)
4. You're stuck in Russia during the harsh winter season with only a little money in your pocket. You have a choice between paying your heating bill and not freezing to death, or paying the loan shark who threatened to break your spine if you were late paying him again. What do you do? (If you can think of a third way out, please share~
)Is moving an option? I mean, I like Russia in theory, but... Anyway, I'm curious as to why there's a loan shark after me. This doesn't sound like me at all. are you sure you've got the right person?
5. What is your attitude towards public media?
That is too vast a question to be answered simply.
6. What's one thing you can remember from age 3?
Drawing on the walls of my playroom just before moving out of a house
7. Have you ever been out of the country?
Nope.
8. When I say the name Marie Antoinette what do you immediately think of?
History and old stuff.
9. What's the most important thing you've ever forgotten?
I don't know. I forget a lot of things, I can't even keep track.
10.Weighing both it's social and economic values, what is your opinion on cabbage?
I think that cabbage is hugely important to all affairs in our country.
Do I HAVE to come up with questions...? Can't I just cut it off here and not tag anyone? What kind of rebel follows the rules? Most of the people I'd tag have either told me half of the details of their lives or would be willing to if I asked...
1: What is your earliest memory?
2: Your most prized possession?
3: If you had the option of either giving up all but ONE of your current friends and being able to make new friends easily for the rest of your life, or keeping your current friends forever and never being able to make a new friend, regardless of how your relationships with the others go, which would you choose? (this is such a jerk question, even I can't answer it...)
4: What's your current favorite song?
5: Headphones or earbuds?
6: You are presented with the chance to gather a group of friends and go an an adventure, which can be anything you choose. What is your adventure?
7: You get to keep all of your friends or all of your music, but you can't choose both. Which will you keep? (The fact that I am even asking this says something about the people I have befriended...)
8: Lined or blank paper in your journals? If you choose lined, do you always write on the lines?
9: Do you have any secrets that you've never told anyone? (I won't ask what they are. Probably.)
10: What was your favorite stuffed toy as a child, and what was its name?
Okay, I'm supposed to tag ten people, but I don't actually have that many friends, so let's see how this goes. There may be some unsuspecting acquaintances getting tagged here. If I've never called you family assume I am sorry for tagging you.
Slinky1996 You should have expected this upon accepting your place as my best friend. shanathehuman Because your soul was not enough for me. Coloring-my-world I should be more sorry than I am. AsherFlo I am the least sorry for this one. IYodelForFun Many apologies for the tag. Atlantean-chick Just accept the apology above for everyone going down.xXShadowsEdgeXx This is now just my reluctant wayof contacting old dA friends...
Dapplenight Don't even know if you remember who I am... Almonzo ^apology above...Nine is close enough, right? Anyone else who cares to be bothered may take it
upon themselves to participate.
*tips hat*
My work here is done.
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Woah, a Contest!!!
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Some months back, a falling literature group called LivingInTheNight was passed to me, as its owner at the time was unable to do with it what she thought should be done. It was a little shaky, because the members weren't active anymore, and the group had been down for a while, and I have been trying to fix it up in some short and kind of random bursts since it was given to me, which brings me to the group's first contest.
There are prizes.
Everyone wants prizes.
Please check it out if you're interested, or pass it on to anyone you know who might be.
We're always open to new members, or casual contest entries in hopes of winning some points and attention.
livinginthenight.deviantart.co…
Many thanks, and, you know, prizes.
~flashingnumbers
There are prizes.
Everyone wants prizes.
Please check it out if you're interested, or pass it on to anyone you know who might be.
We're always open to new members, or casual contest entries in hopes of winning some points and attention.
livinginthenight.deviantart.co…
Many thanks, and, you know, prizes.
~flashingnumbers
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