DragonMando

my first experiences online were probably around '05 or so, with my parents' 56k and only being allowed to go to two websites: Focus on the Family and their entertainment review site, PluggedInOnline XD fun times /sarcasm

As long as they're either top or top verse, yes. Dowant.

I attempted to dye my hair black last night. Twice. It's still brown.

You have a sword 8'D Marry meh, plz Oh, and I have a new picture...of a reeeeaaally bad hair bad XD The floofiness. It burns.

My football knowledge is zip. I wouldn't be able to even tell the teams apart on the field, so I can't really vote.

I haven't seen it. I don't watch many movies XD

About a foot still here in Albuquerque. School's been shut down for three days straight now 8D

Dear Stephanie Meyer, Please note that when the love of Hermione's life left her, she continued to search for the keys to destroying the world's most powerful dark wizard. When the love of Bella's life left her, she curled up in the fetal position, went numb for months then jumped off a cliff. Sincerely, J. K. Rowling.

I don't really have any pets right now My ex cat and my ex rat are still alive and healthy, but they belong to my siblings now. My aunt has two ancient dogs, but I'm not bothering to get attached to them because at least one of the two is gonna kick the can soon (they're almost as old as I am, each)

Win! Sort of made me think of

Since it came up in the Androgyny thread, and I was feeling creative today with no other outlet...

I've had very, very mixed results with coming out. With the friends I actually wanted to come out to, and finally did, it was no big deal to them--some already knew something was a little off, and they just couldn't put their finger on it. With parents...I came out to my mom on accident, really. I had no intention of telling her, but it slipped out. It ended with me getting kicked out with $40 to my name and nowhere to go that I knew of at the time, so I did the only thing I could--I started borrowing people's phones and calling people from college I barely knew or knew they were some level of homophobic because they were the only people nearby I knew. When I finally got hold of someone that would take me in for a few days, and came out in the process because they needed to know why I was suddenly on the streets, I was treated...well...not as openly as they'd like to believe. Yeah they let me stay, but every day was filled with "You need to get this right with God", and "Why are you not in counceling to cure this?". So I've had most of the spectrum of reactions now.

I've never worn one before, but if it came down to it, I'd wear a proper tie. It seems somehow sleeker and more elegant to me, a bow tie just old-time mafia.

Probably one of the best ones I ever did, and need to start doing again... Wake up an extra ten minutes early or so and spend that whole time focused on just enjoying those minutes doing nothing. That's right, nothing. The ONLY thing you're allowed to do during those minutes is get something hot to sip at while you do nothing else. The simplistic nature of having a few minutes to start the day by doing nothing at all helps ease the mind into readiness for what's to come, something hot with those little coils of steam hitting your face and the warmth on the palate continue this further by helping to jumpstart everything into gear while still making you feel relaxed. ...I really need to start taking my own advice XD

Absolutely yes, I keep going on. When I pretty much know the ending, it only piques my curiosity more to see exactly how the story unfolds up to that vital point and then how the authour goes about doing the deed, exactly. I don't like cutting things off with a vague idea of how it ends--I need the details.

It really depends on the person getting into it. I know a couple of people who can't imagine life without polyamorous relationships, but I guess I'm too selfish for that Closest I could probably come is a mostly-exclusive relationship and on rare occasions bring in a mutual friend with benefits.

Which, of course, is completely worthless if you're like me *sigh* If I'm having a day less-affected by my brain than usual, I might pick up some body language, but I have never once read it correctly. The few times I have picked it up at all, I read it completely backward. For example, apparently someone was flirting with me last week and I thought he was just ignoring me. Then someone told me later that he was flirting and I was all O_O wat. Actually, I rather not being able to read people at all, because then I'm too naive and stupid to think about ulterior motives and backstabbing and stuff XD Again, yay Internet. It gives me more time to think about my responses and read deeper into the situation without feeling pressed for time (awkward silence breeds like rabbits around me). Thus fewer misunderstandings.

Yes, college is wholly worth it. However, I have some stuff to point out about my beliefs on college versus highschool. 1. It is not college's job to teach language and grammar skills. These are both things that should be completed by the time highschool is finished, unfortunately, that is not so because education is so lax in the US that it fails in its most basic purpose: to take the illiterate and make them literate, in both words and numbers (math). 2. If one has not learned the basics of language by the time they reach college, they should be penalized for it, but still, it is not the job of the college to teach what the student should already know. Lower grades, people, not more remedial classes. 3. The main purpose of highschool is to teach the basics of how to get by in our world. It no longer does that. That means highschools need revamping, not colleges dumbed down. 4. The main purpose of college is to take the knowledge a student should already have and teach them how to apply it best as well as open them up to new ideas and philosophies. 5. Sadly, in this time in the economy, most people won't even give you a second glance if you don't have a degree, even if you're only applying to flip burgers. You've got to have the best you can just to survive, it seems. Also, no Mickey Mouse degrees, guys. They don't do snot in the real world and only one in a hundred people with those degrees (if that) will ever get employed in anything remotely similar to their field. It's because of realizing that Graphic Design was, in essence, one such degree that I now am majorless. Again. Yay back to square one. Forgive me for any repetitiveness, please, I'm too tired to read through. I can't even remember what I wrote as it is.

Did a girl just catch my eye? O_o *gasp* Yes, a girl caught my eye. You're gorgeous, hon, don't let anyone tell you otherwise And because I'm a showoff...My new haircut. That I gave myself. With a razor. Goes well with my 10th Doctor glasses methinks Only prob is I really look like a girl in that shot.

I'm also an introvert, and also more comfortable online. That said, though, I can make friends in the real world too. There is risk involved, no matter where the relationship begins. The part that people forget about is that they can get hurt in the same ways both places. So far, all of my best friendships have been forged online, though I have been burned on occasion that way. I've made lesser friends in the real world and been burned by them too. I think the main difference is that in the real world, just how shy and withdrawn I am becomes scathingly apparent. I'll remain silent for hours without thinking about it because it's that deeply ingrained into me to shut up so I can't interrupt anyone--because that's how I was raised. Children were to be seen and not heard, and if you're unmarried, you're still a child. On the Internet, however, I gain a voice and I use it. Sometimes to my detriment, because once in a while I'll give a major TMI moment to someone who doesn't appreciate the joke. Even my friends in the real world, if they want to have a deep, meaningful conversation with me, we have to go to msn or skype, because seeing a face in front of me layers on the intimidation so thick that I'm essentially paralyzed by the fears my parents taught me. My one escape from this, without resorting to the Internet, is my U-21 club. I'm almost as whack there as I am online and people seem to enjoy it when I get briefly brave enough to crack a joke or read a poem. However, the best place to hear what I think is on the web, and probably always will be. Because here I can be myself without getting trolled out there.

Honestly? It depends on the circumstances. Been there, done that, I have forgiven, and I have let go. One of my past boyfriends cheated on me because I wasn't moving fast enough, so I left him. My ex-girlfriend cheated on me in a moment of weakness and I forgave her without a second thought. One action, two different reasons. One, the blame was put on me for the other person's weakness, the other they owned up to their own fault. That difference alone makes it so I can forgive them for it--the first time, anyway. If it happens again though, I don't know if I could.

Happy Birthday, Bleu!

I rarely use Facebook, but at it is, I don't put much on it. At any given time, I have *roughly* ten photos, most of them of mundane things without people in them, and I regularly go through semi-paranoid phases thinking someone might be stalking me or whatever and I delete them. I don't use my real name. (Jay is just and Internet name. I don't use it anywhere IRL) I don't list my address. I don't even list my gender. Occasional gender references will be made, but that's a lot of wall posts from other people to sift through. The one time I did list an address, it was a bogus one that doesn't even exist.

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I do fit the typing for a Pisces better than an Aries, but I'm still not changing it. I go more by the Chinese Zodiac anyway (metal goat)