Jan. 23rd, 2005


Jan. 23rd, 2005 11:40 am
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I'm trying to get all my Livejournal friends' locations plotted on a map - please add your location starting with this form.
(Then get your friends to!)


Jan. 23rd, 2005 01:50 pm
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95% Of The Internet Loves Me!
I am loved by 95% of the population, including:
30627 people who love quiz takers
39443 people who love people who like cake
31834 people who love students
In return, I love 90% of the population, including:
12416 webmasters
5691 lesbians
7955 pagans
show the love at spacefem.com

I'm a quiz-type addict today. Go me.

Oh, and

95% Of The Internet Loves Me!
I am loved by 95% of the population, including:
30525 people who love freaks
45307 people who love tall people
44086 people who love writers
In return, I love 99% of the population, including:
15607 punks
52122 young people
12744 men
show the love at spacefem.com

Because it changed. And that one amused me


Jan. 23rd, 2005 08:41 pm
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As Lisha's note says, I nabbed this from elsewhere...but it just rocks too hard to not post it.

12 Reasons Homosexuality Is Obviously Wrong )

In other news...I'm going to rant some. Yay?

I hate that my parents don't know. I hate that I can't manage to tell them. I hate that I think they'll desert me. I hate that my mom has given me reason to suspect this. I hate that I feel like I'm hiding. I hate that I can't look at bisexual/lesbian/gay/ect communities and sites without having to close the window when someone comes down the stairs. I hate that I feel that I can't trust my friends not to leave me. I hate that I live in such a small closed-minded town that has such a small, closed-minded school. I hate that people so freely scream 'fag' at each other down the hallway. I hate that I know I'd get bullied if people were to find out. I hate that has to be such a big issue, to me and to others. I hate that we can't all just accept each other. I hate that I get those looks when I blatantly express my pro-gay rights feelings. I hate the looks I get from my parents when I talk about an actress. I hate that I'm terrified of part of myself. I hate feeling like maybe it would just make things easier if I hadn't ever thought about it, if I hadn't ever realized it. I hate that I have to hate it. I hate that I had to even write this. I hate that I'm about to cry. I just hate it.



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