Okay not necessarily post freakout, but I feel like I am in a manic high of self discovery. I didn't know anything about my father's side of the family aside from a couple of anecdotes and had no names
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Drove to Greenville and Natchitoches and oddly enough, I came away from Greenville feeling happy and in touch with my roots for the first time ever and I came away from Natchitoches feeling angry, depressed, and rebellious
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20 years ago in December, I first had sex. 10 years ago in December, the man I gave my virginity died of AIDS b/c he thought Christians did not get HIV and he did not have to have safe sex.
Present: Between safe sex and abstinence I am here and HIV free. I still dance for Stevyn though.
I've always joked about changing my name. It's a neat name, but I'm a junior and I despise my biological father with an increasing rancor that I am thinking I would rather be something I named myself.
My mother should have just said no to that lothario.
I've just been spending a lot of time on Facebook...and in AION...and in Champions Online...with my laptop by my side.
The only thing I have to report is that I am currently hooked on an unholy union of Golden Chick chicken and Whataburger fried pumpkin pies. Unfortunately the two places are literally right next to each other.