I decided to make this a blog because that is where it should stay, as a blog that no one looks at.

Okay, so I'm FTM, or somewhere along the lines between being female and male and I move along that a lot. It's not new.

I've FUCKING told my friend to call me George. But NOOOOO. She calls me from my female name. What's with that? I don't call you anything you don't want me to call you, but you won't let me have the happiness of someone I know calling me George?
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I felt like working on another blog, I mean, I'm not doing anything else.

I'm considering walking around, going to my special place, which is this walk that leads from the grave yard to this little balcony thing, which stares over the ocean. I've never been there alone, but... I want to go a lot, it's just... That place that makes me feel calm. But I know if I go it will be a total waste because, 1) there is still snow so I can't chill on the bench, and 2) It would feel weird to go...

Hello!

Just looking at my old blogs and watching four weddings... I want to hit myself on the head. with a hammer. I'm slightly embarrassed, because it's a bit... Yea.

Today I was in the bathroom at school in the middle of the day, and I noticed that I could maybe pass if it wasn't a girls room and no one knew me... But, nope. ^^' I've basically gone to school with a lot of people for plenty of years.

It's always like that, isn't it? You look the way...

I feel like crying.
Life, Love, doesn't work out all the time.

Expecially not when your a teenager. I hate to complain, But I'm tired of loving someone who will never love me back. I want to cry. I'd give them my heart, my anything, just for them to tell me they like them. But she's not like that. She'd admit to being a closet homophobe before she'd say she loved me in that way. I mean, she loves me as a friend. I love her as... Well, as much as a person can for someone they...

Hey.

^^'

So... Today is Friday,
and I'm chillin' like a vilian until eight, and then I'm going to go off and watch a doc. about apocolyptic theries... Which is awesome, because I haven't heard about the show being on in a while!

I'm writing a fiction based on some things in my life right now, which isn't something I've done before!

O.O
I've found out that this cute girl that works at the movies here goes to my school! (Duh,...

Okay, this title doesn't make sense. Whoop-de-friggin-do. Okay, so it actually means I have this blog about a bunch of things with mixed emotions on them.

Today I had a talk with the student teacher rep person, or whatever the fuck she is. I think it's more the "I'll tell all the important people when something important is happening" person.... Or maybe that's just the way it is right now. My school is a stupid place. It's shaped like a swatsicka. We can't have a LGBT and...

I have awesome-sauce-um news! it's cool, like, cool cool cool.

Today I found out that I'm in music! I enjoy it, because, duh, we're learning how to play the guitar! So far I've learned a little bit. We have a weird name, and well, we don't have the usual teacher because she's pregnant again... Last year she was pregnant with her first child, and now she's pregnant with another kid...

^^ I'm. Going. To. Ask. Astornauts. In. Spage. A. Question! Yea, Yea, Go George, Go...

Heeeyyy.

Apperantly I have an obsession with mustaches and now need a mustache intervention.... Or at least that's what my friend said.... Because I put my finger over my mouth and said "I have a mustache!"... ^^' I seriously wish I had a mustache... Because... it's just... a mustache... is cool.... Yea... I need an intervention because of fo-serious mustachio lovin'.

Lmfao. This is also the friend that use to have day dreams of shaving off this teacher's...

I'm still figuring out teen help.
I'm actually remembering a time when I thought about joining, because I thought about becoming bulimic (I wasn't comfortable in my body, I'm still not.)

Anyways.
Let me explain the name George.
I got George from my grandpa, he use to call me George just to bother me. I miss him so much. He didn't survive after surgery for stoumach cancer.

I can't spell for shit, and I swear a lot, so I'm sorry.

I'm...