Conflict, it's just another necessary part of Your Favorite Annoying Teen.
Conflict, unavoidable, just another thing to deal with.
Conflict, the sort that makes bile rise in my mouth which I now say the flavor is Ray. Until I got to Wells I never had the Ray taste with anything except him. I have had it twice at least since I've been here. Amazing. The first time was when Sara left the note on my door. The second was last night when my roomie got a text from Sam H. saying "we need to talk"(<--words we've heard too often which means she's going to have a roomie bashing session). Sam H. is officially stalking my roomie. The air of it is poisoning. I'm at the point where it is so close to finals and that I am so sick of this three months of bullshit that I am growing hostile. It takes a while but at this point I'm sick of the games being played and venom is seeping from my lips. My bite instinct is getting hard to fight.

In other news I'm friends with Sara again. Yeah, it's weird. But I feel like we know each other's boundaries now. There are still a lot of things I disagree with about her personality but for now I'm cool. I just need to take her in doses.
She's attracted to someone else now and I'm cool with it.

She still says I'm very masculine. I would agree with this to some degree. I have a very low pitched voice in comparison to most women. I also tend to have a more guy-ish response to things in the fact that I am not emotional and view things in black and white. But that isn't masculinity, that's autism. Mostly I'm a very feminist person. I love having breasts, hips, a vagina, a shape. I croon about menstruation and how bras are stupid, about the pain of shaving my armpits. I put on make-up, I wear mascara. I'm very proud of my femininity so it throws me a little when she views me as so masculine when in my mind I am very fem. I don't think that my personality is so overwhelmingly male. I grew up with three brothers and enjoyed their toys but that does not make me male. I am independent, strong headed, not openly emotional, not a gossip, not obsessed with the opposite sex, logically minded and focused but that does not make me masculine. It just makes me me and apparently what she associates as male in her mind.
Yeah, my voice and some of my mannerism may come off on the male-side but other than that I am a woman. I am a woman and damn ass proud of it.





I'm ready to be out of here.
I want to go home. I geared up, buckling down, counting the days(10).
Enough estrogen.
Enough Wells.
Enough school.
Home is where I want to be.
Lets go.

Speaking of going I need to go. The pirates, ninjas and witches are doing an event in the traditional Weihnachten (however you spell it) skits tonight.
Videos will appear on YouTube.

Peace.
~Lo