I was in San Francisco Thursday through Sunday!
I did the Trans March, Dyke March, watched the Gay Parade, rode the BART (for like 3 minutes, and it's amazing but makes me nervous), had my wallet stolen (luckily a man called a number from my ASPCA card... my ex... who had wanted to take me to San Fran... HAHAHAHA), Chelsea got me a cute sweatshirt with the HRC symbol, recycle symbol, and a little Earth on it. I also got some peace pendants. One for me and some others for some lovely special people. :)
I did a LOT of funny shit too. I walked up to this one woman who had an ice cream stand at the Gay Pride March and asked if I could have an ice cream if I flashed her, cause I didn't have any money. She just said, "nah, I'll just give you one." HAHAHA. Gotta love it.
Played slug bug with Andee and Holly, Chelsea and I tag teamed a lot since I REFUSE to hit her. I don't care if it's a game, I just won't do that with her...
I've had quite a few revelations, little "I didn't know I could" moments.
For example:
I thought I sucked at commitment because I can't ever realistically imagine myself with someone YEARS down the road... cause I just don't believe in fairy tales anymore. Chelsea said, "babe, that's completely rational." I think Marc summed it up best a couple years ago: I love you here and today. I honestly feel like that's all I can say. It's inappropriate to swear about my emotions twenty years from now, ever. But ESPECIALLY at my age. Screw that.
I just had a Malboro... meh. I'm out of ciggies. Those fuckers burn FAST hahaha.
Also, while in San Fran I consulted Chelsea, Holly, and Andy about my ideas concerning me and independence. Basically I've been feeling nervous about the move and inadequate as a human being because of that. I said, "my expectation of myself would be to be able to just up and go ANYWHERE, be completely self-sufficient and not need ANYONE to take of me in ANY way." I said, is that me being irrational? They said "oh yeah, you're only human." It was really relieving to find out I'm not bad just because I can't really do that. I feel like I really do need people to keep taking me under their wing, looking out for me... especially I need Calvin to go to Kent with me. If he weren't to do that I'd accept it and put on my big girl panties best I could... I just don't want them to fall off if I try putting them on too soon. Who wants to wander around in a strange place naked and hyperventilating... you know?
I miss tall cliffs from Zion and tall buildings from San Fran.
I think I could do this city shit, you know?
*Shrug*
I got my lip pierced last night, had my dreads finished last Thursday (in the morning, I left in the evening) and I think I look pretty bangin', haha. Chelsea agrees. Ma doesn't like the lip hoop so when it's healed I'll get ahold of a stud like I was planning. Clay didn't have any studs proper for an initial piercing with my lip.
So,
Want to hear a really wonderful but bad story?
Too bad, it's my blog, you can close the window if you don't want to read it!
So I had a sexual interest in this one person, but I didn't have it all... figured out.
I found out this person wasn't my type.
I was VERY PLEASED ABOUT THAT.
Chelsea and I decided when I move we're breaking up but enjoying our time together now...
But I thought, "oh shit... if this person's my type, I may be REALLY tempted to end it early out of lust because I kind of have seductive powers" (or I'm an arrogant son of a bitch, one of the two)...
When I found this out though, I told her while we were driving to San Luis.
She just said, "I see where you're coming from."
I couldn't believe she wasn't pissed at me.
I started crying and said I'd felt it was like a mental betrayal and that's why I'd been a little on edge when we'd hung out the night before.
She said well no, and I'm a little jealous, but that's just because I care about you. But no I'm not mad about you.
I'm so used to being made to feel ashamed of what it's just how I roll.
I'm flirtatious and lack a bit of self-control.
Haha that rhymes.
But she came into this with knowledge of that, and just accepted me for who I am at this point in my life.
And I love her for that and so many other reasons.
She never makes me feel ashamed or like I need to change.
I don't do that to her either.
And we communicate very openly.
I absolutely love that.
We're brave enough to just be truthful and take things as they come.
Those are things I've really been needing and they're making me SO happy.
Because I'm tired of feeling shame.
It's about time that constant, neurotic guilt ceases. She's teaching me that I'm okay as a person and I don't need to constantly make myself feel like shit.
I've never had that at such a sophisticated level.
And I don't feel trapped.
I feel like this is something I want.
Not something I can't get out of.
Okay, so I ranted.
Whatever.
Basically life is pretty good right now.
Still need a job.
Hopefully going to Santa Cruz the 7-10 of July and definitely the French Festival the 12th or something. Haha.
Need to get more scholarship/loan stuff done.
AP results will come in soon.
And I'll laugh when I get a 1 or less on Economics. HAHAHA.
And I won't care.
I only care about the other ones.
:)
Love on you folks! *Muah* (Yes, I DID just give you a kiss, don't worry... it was on the cheek :) )
-Dani
