Right now, I have eight weeks left until I get to go back to Las Cruces. It's funny because last summer all I could think of was coming back to Pullman to spend time with Amy and Jordan. But now, all I can think about is going back to New Mexico. Back to Marie, and Thea, and Alex. Back to my puppy, where I have a car and freedom. Where I spend ( Read more... )

I'm becoming more and more disenchanted with my current living situation. Some days, I feel like I'm going to be trapped in the dorms forever. I know I only have a year until graduation...but, it seems so much longer. I'm not sure how much more I can take this; when I used to imagine my life in college, this is nothing like I pictured it would be. ( Read more... )

I'm not an impulsive person. It's a characteristic that my mother has instilled in me; when I was a kid, I had to provide a detailed schedule of events before I could go anywhere: where I was going, who I'd be with, when I'd return, etc. Nothing, and I mean NOTHING, could ever just simply happen on a whim. That's why I can't really explain the way ( Read more... )

Usually when people say “lose inhibition,” they envision someone getting drunk; the alcohol drives them to loosen up, and remove themselves from all these social and personal restraints. Sometimes, however, our natural inhibitions can do damage. They can prevent us from being ourselves-hold us back and retard our ability to socially function. ( Read more... )

I was talking to my friend, Eleanor Finger, last night about my experience with being a lesbian and transgender on campus, and the conversation evolved into this beautiful discussion about identity. I identify more as a lesbian these days, but due to my biological history my experience in identifying is slightly different from every other lesbian I ( Read more... )

A few weeks ago I was having trouble sleeping; I couldn't shut off all the negative thoughts floating around in my head. I was afraid of hurting myself, and so I decided to call the one person I knew would be awake. Liz. Yes, I was still pissed at her for leading me on with her flirting, only to say she had zero interest in me, but I figured any ( Read more... )

Everybody's trying to be somebody ( Read more... )

Where do all these people come from? Suddenly, so many people I knew in high school are coming out of the woodwork and friending me on facebook, IMing me on AIM, and otherwise talking to me as though no time had passed since I left Las Cruces. Pay no mind to the fact that now, I'm the physical manifestation of everything I kept secret from them-- ( Read more... )

I don't understand how I can be so lonely now. Didn't I have people to talk to in every single one of my classes? Didn't I have a great violin lesson with Nikki? (By the way, there's a great story about an F hole here, but now's really not the time to get into it ( Read more... )

Well...I'm tired, and I just woke up. I wonder why that is. (Angry sarcasm means "watch out, I'm about to bitch!) I was sleeping soundly, then abruptly at 2am this morning the idiots across the way start yelling and shouting and other wise redundantly make all sorts of noise. Okay, seriously, why do people do this? Do they think it's fun to make as ( Read more... )