Lucy Of The Blue

...now I'm here -

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OK, well I got my DA and sent out those two list thingys like I said I was going to.

By email and by DA *my page only*...yeah.

Now, gonna go downtown and return the binder...possibly buy another one.

Then get the bus, buy a bag of chips, go home and scorch myself with Tapatio.

Finally got my Yahoo Address Book done. I plan to send out those two list thingys to my family, hope I don't get rejected in any way/shape/form. I also plan to post it on my DA. In awhile I'll go downtown and return that binder I bought, when I looked at it it was bent. Oh well. Then I'll prolly go to CyberZone or Suncoast...both maybe? I got $48 right now. I was going to buy stuff off the net but rethought it, good thing I did, too. I'll prolly buy a CD and a manga...dunno yet.

See how it all works out...

Oh yeah, and I've made up my mind. I WILL move out of my parent's house. Dad'll be home on the 8th *sooner, hopefully?* of December. The Change of Address Kit I saw at the post office expires on December 31st...so I really wanna move out by then. I'll be moving into the little house/shed next to Gammy's house. It's the house that Dad used to live in when he was in the army. I plan to paint the house light blue and have the borders medium blue...damn, I'll hafta look around. Possibly Dad'll suggest Home Depot. I know Nina'll suggest Lowe's. *sigh* Well, good thing is that the house is right in the backyard so I'll have easy access to it. Plus I'll have all the privacy I'll need. I really hope I'll get to move out sometime next month, but seeing as my parents and my grandma have that court shit about the dog, I really think that'll fuck my plans up. Shit. I need my space dammit!

I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.

I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman.

I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights.

We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time.

I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room.

I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I wish they could adopt me.

I am one of the lucky ones, I guess. I survived the attack that left me in a coma for three weeks, and in another year I will probably be able to walk again.

I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before graduating high school. It was simply too much to bear.

We are the couple who had the realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men.

I am the person who never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to avoid getting the management called on me.

I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised. The court says I am an unfit mother because I now live with another woman.

I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner is also a woman.

I am the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am male.

I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men.

I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that.

I am the man who died when the paramedics stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was transsexual.

I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I didn’t have to always deal with society hating me.

I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind.

I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love.

I am the guy who came out to the entire school in his senior speech and got a standing ovation for his courage.

I am the girl who kisses her girlfriend on the sidewalk and laughs at those who glare.

We are the couple who planned and studied and got a damn good lawyer and BEAT the state that wanted to take our child away.

We are the ones who took martial arts classes and carry pepper spray and are just too dangerous to gaybash.

I am the transgendered person who uses the bathroom that suits me, and demands that any complaining staff explain their complaint to my face in front of the entire restaurant -- and shares with my other trans friends which restaurants /don't/ raise a stink.

I am the mother who told her lesbian daughter to invite her girlfriend over for dinner.

I am the father who punished his son for calling you a fag.

I am the preacher who told my congregation that love, not hate, is the definition of a true follower of God.

Please foward this if you believe homophobia is wrong.

From a strictly mathematical viewpoint it goes something like this:

What Equals 100%? What does it mean to give MORE than 100%? Ever wonder about those people who say they are giving more than 100%? We have all been to those meetings where someone wants you to give over 100%. How about ac hieving 103%? What equals 100% in life?

Here's a little mathematical formula that might help you answer these questions:

If:
A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z


is represented as:
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26.

Then:

H-A-R-D-W-O-R- K
8+1+18+4+23+15+18+11 = 98%

and

K-N-O-W-L-E-D-G-E
11+14+15+23+12+5+4+7+5 = 96%

But,

A-T-T-I-T-U-D-E
1+20+20+9+20+21+4+5 = 100%

And,

B-U-L-L-S-H-I-T
2+21+12+12+19+8+9+20 = 103%

AND, look how far ass-kissing will take you.

A-S-S-K-I-S-S-I-N-G
1+19+19+11+9+19+19+9+14+7 = 118%

Therefore, one can conclude with mathematical certainty that:

While Hard work and Knowledge will get you close, and Attitude will get you there, it's the Bullshit and Ass-kissing that will put you over the top !!!!!!


Don't you just Love it?!!!

Don't get depressed about what you can't change. Today is about communication and clearing up anything that has been bothering you. A change at home will be good for you.




That should be my fucking mantra.

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OK, I have a 6 page essay due on the 17th of this month and I haven't even started it yet. It's on "Uncle Tom's Cabin"...ugh. I have a plastic pumpkin that Gammy bought for me for Halloween and with the candy I got from last night plus the goodies Gammy already had for me and it's filled. Yup...
I'll mail out those binders, notebook, the cds and the pens out to Coventry at her new address. My parents and my grandma hafta go to court cuz the guy who got bit by their dog wants 50 thousand bucks. Hope Nina/o can help.

First thing...my new rule is thus: I'll send everything that I don't use/need to Coventry, cuz she loves random crap. OK, what worries me more is my 6 page essay I hafta type up. Dammit, I'm such a procrastinator! Damn...

So Monday was great, to say...

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