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[13 May 2015|11:54pm] |
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THE GOOD GUY: THE GOOD GUY is exactly that--a good guy, and he's always been friendly to everyone, regardless of who they are. Even if they're a total jerk to him, he's nice to them (and he sort of believes in the old adage of killing them with kindness). Unlike his twin brother, THE ATHLETE, he's never been exceptional at anything except being exceptionally ordinary, but he's actually perfectly fine with that. He knows the world needs regular people, too, and he's more than willing to be that, while also working to be a genuinely good guy. And he loves his parents, his brother, and his little sister, and he feels lucky and privileged to have grown up in with a big family in a beautiful house. The only tragedy to strike in his world was the death of his grandmother about sixth months ago, but he didn't let that keep him down for long. He's also aware that a lot of the students (both single and available at Ashbury and Ivy) have their eyes on him, and he knows he could have them if he wanted, but he'd hate to hurt anyone's feelings as he's only really interested in THE PLAY BOY right now. It's silly, and he knows it, but he's liked the other boy since the boy first came to Ashbury, and he's been entertaining secret fantasies of taming that boy and making him his boyfriend. He's not stupid, however. He knows the only way it could end would be in heartbreak, and that's why he's yet to do anything about his crush. Strangely enough, he's pals with THE FRAT BOY. Some people wonder how he can stand the abrasive boy, but THE GOOD GUY is mellow enough to let things slide and see through his facade (and it doesn't hurt that THE FRAT BOY is good friends with THE ATHLETE). In the end, THE GOOD GUY is just a simple boy who wants a simple, quiet life--and maybe someone to love and to love him. Unbeknownst to him, THE REBEL wishes to be that guy, and THE GOOD GUY remains obtuse to his intense feelings for him. Of course, underneath his simple demeanor lies the talent of an artist. He keeps it quiet, however, as he doesn't need the attention. His brother knows how special he is, and he reminds THE GOOD GUY of it all the time, and that's all that matters.
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| This is how I feel when I try to think of something interesting enough to update about. |
[14 Jan 2010|02:09pm] |
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| How many of you are braving black friday? |
[26 Nov 2009|08:18pm] |
It took a while, but I finally convinced a friend of the family's daughter that West Virginia is not a state. Being a good influence is hard work.
This year I am thankful for Eli and Kelly (two of the most important people in my life; your guys' strength, joy, openness and humor always keep me smiling no matter what), my job and all of the new people I have met and things that I have learned because of it, Gauri's letters, my parents and the trust and freedom that they've given me to discover myself and everything else on my own, all of my supportive friends, Javier Navarrete's musical scores, 1940's doo-wop, stunning landscapes, my body, patience, weather, language and its geometry (that we can understand any other human on the face of the earth, not by words, but emotion and expression; our common element that makes me happy and hopeful and binds strangers to strangers), news of foreign countries without having met a single person within any of its borders, antique pictures of my grandparents, running, laughing until it hurts, Lake Chelan (and getting into some serious Chelanigans), love completely and without end, comfortable ten minute afternoon naps in the passenger seat of my best friend's '72 station wagon, peaceful candlelit evenings, our conscience, wild imaginations, being goofy and serious all at the same exact time, all the choices (between which way to get out of bed in the morning and how I will live my life), the guitar riffs of Chuck Berry, Kirby nights with the power out (when we all stay up late and play Candyland on the coffee table), grape Propel, the sound of my sister's voice when she is excited, the sound of my brother's voice when he finds something amusing, and that I am alive and able to feel thankful for all that I have and the things that I don't. And I'm thankful for being well and healthy, on my favourite holiday. :-)
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| A first big step. |
[24 Sep 2009|09:00am] |
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I know I basically copped out and said I wasn't going to be able to update here anymore, so this might technically be cheating or illegal, but this kind of news is just too exciting to not have re-posted/passed on, wherever it can be. :-) I got really happy reading that, it's such huge progress that it's probably made my whole month. I've only ever personally known one individual living with this disease, and she's so special and inspiring that you honestly can't help but admire her for both her warm personality and her work towards making more people aware of the severity of HIV and AIDS. To get to be around a person who changes your outlook on life just by being alive is such a privilege; I wish we could all be that somebody for someone else.
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[30 Jul 2009|02:38pm] |
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It's one of those times when I don't know where to start because so much has gone on and I haven't written about any of it. So, I'll replace these two sentences with something a little better, later. Hope everyone's doing well.
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