I've been thinking lately....

Hey guys, well today I read an article on a blog I follow, the blog is called Pig Tail pals. The article was about gender stereotyping in christmas catalogs this year. Now this blog isn't just a couple of extreme feminists trying to force feed the idea of females being oppressed by men, its about being in the world where my mom's friend bringing his husband and their daughter to dinner is completely normal to most youth but society is still trying to force sexist ideas about both genders down our throats. I have a single mom who was never married and I'm completely fine with it but the traditional Christian mothers and daughters from Church and my old school didn't seem to understand that it was okay and I wasn't going to be scared or messed up because of it. When I was 9 we were asked to do a diorama of our favorite anima's habitat. There were so many boys doing things like snakes and scorpions and so many girls doing dogs. I did one on microcharaptera (insect eating) and megacharaptera (fruit eating) bats. Word of this got back to my girl scout leader, I was almost kicked out for this. Its not my fault, I just don't like dogs and I grew up around bats because my grandparents live by the McNeil Bridge. I was always different from the other girls, I was different from conception. You see I was conceived through a sperm bank, my mom and my aunt lived together when I was born and half the time I was at work with my aunt at the funeral home sucking on war heads, banging on a type writer and playing hide in seek among the graves making sure to step around the bodies. I grew up not being afraid of the lore of bats but marveling at the black ribbons they made in the evening sky. Every once in a while I'd be told that I was weird or strange and it really hurt but I think I'm better off than they are because I'm comfortable in my own skin and not trying to stuff myself into a cookie cutter mold. I've never done anything normally, I read popular books way before their popularity or way after the last movie in the franchise comes out; I speak to soon and I love too much and I yearn to be friends with non-intimidating people that I'm still to shy to talk to. I attract the wrong people even though I'd like to think that I'm a decent person, I never liked the "right" music or the "right" clothes or the "right" anything. Well screw you because I'm know I'm perfect and I'm sorry if you don't feel that way about yourself. I love comicbooks, and fairytales, I have way too many dreams and I don't tell a soul about any of them, I want to scream at the top of my lungs sometimes, and I fall way too hard, I live for music, I have the imagination as big as the universe, I talk way too much and I always get the solos even though I don't want any of them, I just want to stand in the back of the choir and sing quietly. This is who I am.

Sorry for rambling but I had a shitty day and needed to rant.

OH I FORGOT SOMETHING!!!

Monday was also Frank Iero's birthday and I wanted to do something on deviantART for it. I was too lazy to draw a picture but I wrote a story (which ended up being more work)

Link to story: http://chemicalembers1997.deviantart.com/#/d4ej7f5

Happy Ieroween!!!!!!

So on monday it was halloween, which is my absolute favorite holiday ever in the whole entire world!!!!! It was pretty cool this year too because I went over to Porsche's house. Her whole family dressed up like vikings and so did Catherine but David and me were an indian and a pirate (I was the pirate). Naturally, her mom came up with a quick story line for us so that we'd fit in to there whole set up, they turned their front yard into the deck of a ship. David was the medicine man who wasn't allowed to go near the computer because he would break it, and I was their prisoner named Germany.

Next time I'll put up another list.