By the way…

Give me:

- Apple Blossoms for promise, 
- Anemone for fragileness, 
- Delphinium for boldness, 
- A few Daisies for innocence, 
- A few pink roses for friendship, 
- A violet Tulip for faithfulness, 
- A white Tulip for forgiveness, 
- A Lilac for first love

And please, throw in a Canon EOS 450D. I’ll love you.

Heh, I seemed to be bloggin alot huh. This is my 3rd post for today. Hahaha… It’s not that I don’t have anything else to do. I just wanne tell people what is happening to me from here since I don’t have much people to speak to. :)  

I’ve gotten myself a job!!! :)

OH YEAH!!!! I’ve gotten myself a job. That’s good, isn’t it? I’m so happy. Just this morning I was wishing and hoping and now, I’ve got myself a place in CWP’s Popular. Yup. That is definitely good, though I’m so not letting mum and dad know. YET.

Why I need this job:
- Money
      No money how to get my DSLR or save up for travelling to overseas?
- Learn to commit
      I feel that a job will help me with commitment issues. I need this.
- Use time properly
      Well, now that I have something to do, I won’t just lay about, will I? I will still find time for fan fiction though (How not to?).

What will I have to do:
- Time
      Monday to Thursday: After school
      Saturday and Sunday: 10am to 10pm (I know, very tiring, but I need the money. Thank god piano’s on Friday nights now)
- Attire
      Plain shoes
      Dark polo tee
      Jeans

How much I’m paid:
I think I’ll get about 5 per hour? Hehheh… I’m not entirely clear about this, but at least I have a job.

Yeay yeay!!! I’ve got a god-damn job!!! BUAHAHAHAHA!!!
I just hope that my work pays off and I’ll get my DSLR!!! ^v^!!! 

Homophobia makes me cry.

“I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.

I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman.

I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights.

We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time.

I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room.

I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I wish they could adopt me.

I am one of the lucky ones, I guess. I survived the attack that left me in a coma for three weeks, and in another year I will probably be able to walk again.

I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before graduating high school. It was simply too much to bear.

We are the couple who had the realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men.

I am the person who never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to avoid getting the management called on me.

I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised. The court says I am an unfit mother because I now live with another woman.

I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner is also a woman.

I am the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am male.

I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men.

I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that.

I am the man who died when the paramedics stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was transsexual.

I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I didn’t have to always deal with society hating me.

I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don’t believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind.

I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love.”

 

I found this on a webpage of slash author, XMizzfreestyleX. When I read this, I felt like crying. So many people are being killed and discriminated because of the homophobes out there. It’s really unfair.