Aug. 28th, 2003

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Delvian Dreams – Farscape Soundtrack
Saturday
I woke up about 8:30am when Rose did. She wandered off to the consuite without me because I warned her that I would probably take 30 minutes in the shower. When I finally arrived in my Farscape outfit to snag a bagel for breakfast it was about 9:30. I got numerous complements on how my peacekeeper vest and vinyl pants went with the whole space pirates theme.

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The Worst

Aug. 28th, 2003 05:22 pm
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A Pointless Story
I realized recently that my livejournal has become rather boring. So I'm bringing back the pointless stories starting off with one of those incidents that made me who I am today. I've not told anyone about this for years.

I had a tendency to want to say away from school. Not just for the usual reasons of being a lazy little bugger, but also because I felt tormented while at school. True I brought a fair amount of it upon myself or was just in my head, but there were a few genuinely horrible moments.

The worst single incident was something that happened to me in the spring of 1990. That year I was in the 7th grade and it was just a bit before my birthday so I was 12 years old. That year we were started on more serious physical education classes so we were instructed to shower after class. Plus the whole hitting puberty thing.

Being shy (with perhaps just a bit of subconscious knowledge of being gay) I tended to wait until everyone else was done, shower of quickly and get dressed before rushing to class. That day I had worn on of my favorite sweat shirts, one with a what I thought was a witty quote about books that I had bought out of my own money from lawn mowing. I can't remember what it said now, but I remember that it was blue with bright yellow writing and I bought it out of a catalog called Wireless.

Well so I showered off quickly with no one else around and went to get my clothes, but I found that my gym locker had been broken into. My stuff was in disarray and my favorite shirt was no where to be found. My pants had been pissed upon, when I found my shirt under a locker it had been similarly treated and ripped up as well. I didn't know what to do so I cried angrily for several minutes before going to the nearby councilor's office so I wouldn't have to see as many of my classmates as if I went to the school office.

That was the worst single moment of my school years. Even the time I was beaten up didn't compare with how hurt I felt then.

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