A different secret for you, H-Dawg. Jeez… what do you NOT already know about me?! Uh… oh my gosh, here’s a really amusing yet slightly embarrassing one for you- there was a point during middle school sometime that I subconsciously liked you- like, “liked you”-liked you.
9 - Something that makes me happy.
Your face. =] And quite recently, painting. I’ve been painting A LOT!
10 - Something I regret.
High school- befriending people who didn’t like me for who I was. I was blind, I was stupid. But I learned from it all so I guess I can’t call it a regret…
1 - A quality I would want in a future girlfriend/boyfriend
One quality I would like in my future girlfriend would just be for her to accept me for who I am. That’s something I never had in the past. They don’t have to like all the same things I like or be just like me, but I’d prefer not to be put down for my differences, for being myself, ya know?
2 - A place I would like to visit.
Ohh, that’s really hard… there are so many places I want to go! Travel is my number one priority in life, but I think if I had to choose one place right now, it would be somewhere in Spain.
12 - A random fact about myself.
I am ambidextrous. =] When I tell people this they’re like “cool! so can you do this and this and-” No. I favor my right hand when I write on paper, my left hand when I write on a chalkboard; the list goes on and on of how much I switch hands for different things. It’s weird!
I take anxiety medication. It makes me such a chill person and I love that part, but even after all these years I’m still kinda embarrassed about it.
6 - An ideal date.
It wouldn’t have to be anything special. I’m so poor, so I’d prefer something on the cheap but fun side. =] Maybe have coffee together at a cute cafe (I’m a girl who loooves her coffee), then go for a walk around town, just talking, talking, talking about anything and everything. Whatever we get into in between doesn’t matter, as long as the day was wrapped up with a movie/cuddle time. ;]
7 - A turn on.
Uhh… this is so vague, because I can’t really think of anything else, but I’ve always had a thing for girls with short, dark hair. Always. Also if you are musically inclined I will love you forever.
11 - Something that’s on my mind.
Right now; you, silly. ;]
And the gruesome amount of school crap I have to do before the week is over. Blehhhhh.
Day 17 - Your first experience with an LGBT organization or event (Day of Silence, Pride, etc).
My first experience just so happened to be with the Day of Silence, senior year of high school. I did it, and it was easy- being silent the whole day, that is. I had those little slips of paper that could be handed out to teachers/curious classmates etc. that explained what the day was and why I was silent.
People never questioned me and so I never explained why I did it. I’m sure some of them knew; I’m sure others didn’t particularly care much about what I was doing; although there were a few who would walk right up to me and say what I was doing was stupid and wouldn’t make a difference.
The Day of Silence echoes the silence that is faced by LGBT people each day due to the result of bullying, name-calling, and harassment. Ending the silence is the first step toward making a commitment to address these injustices.
I brought a serious problem to attention to over a hundred people that day. Think, 5 different classes, 5 different teachers, approximately 30 students in each class (with around 80 for band class)…
For every one person that sneered at me, there were probably four or so others who applauded me. It wasn’t much to do on my part, but it raised awareness and got people thinking for just a minute, which is all this society really needs: if we would just stop for one minute and think about others before we go on judging them and running our mouths about them… I think this world would be a happier, safer place for everyone, especially in a school setting, where gossip and bullying is at its highest.
I’ll never really know if what I do on the Day of Silence really makes a huge difference in someone else’s life. I’d like to think that it does. Actions speak louder than words, and one’s silence says even more.