I once again got to dress up and have fun, but this scenario is far from the prissy modeling show. (Not complaining about it. Donut get me wrong.) I went to something called Punk Rock Prom, where you dressed up like prom. Most of the kids were faggots, so they dressed like prom faggots. Who am I to judge? I am, too, a faggot. I just didn't really dress like how they did. I got a velvet gown from Goodwill, then my friend cut it really short. A bunch of bands played, I missed the first two, saw the middle two, and I don't know how many were after that. All I know is that I left at like 11, which is time fo me to dip out. Actually, my friend wasn't feeling good and wanted to leave, also the only band I was really looking forward to had just played. We pretty much all just moshed and whatnot.
My mom gets so upset because she says it's not normal to like pain. I don't think that is very true. Boys like to play fight all the time, there are professional fighters, and look at the people from Jackass! They are literally my idols. I think it might be the fact I do in fact have a vagina. Does that mean I'm not supposed to like fighting? I think not. My mom is very pro-equality, she might just be concerned because I am her heir. But, there's something odd about it, something that rubs me the wrong way. People (my mom and therapist and friends) keep telling me I'm not normal for all this and I just don't agree. If a boy smashed his soda can with his head at lunch everyday, it would be funny. It's still funny when I do it, but I get a little more judged. I get deemed "weird" and possibly "unattractive", I don't know whether people think I'm attractive or not. I don't agree with it being okay for boys to be outgoing while I have to sit back and resist the urge to smash cans with my head. Nawt cool.
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| dis is da crew: Nina, Shani, Anna, Me (sydney) |
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| awww how l'adorable |
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| cutest couple award |
I really want to post the picture of me and this boy that I totally have a "I want to be this kid's bff" crush on, but he doesn't want me to put it anywhere... I'm not sure why. I think I embarrass him.
