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Sep 25, 2005 02:39

Mmmmsosleepy.

Went on a pretty fun trip today. Saw interesting things. Talked to interesting people. Cared about the environment. Was a pretty nice day. Came home and ate, then went out again, met up with my girls, bought yummy things to eat and played board games at Gégé's... and then talked for like six hours. It was awesome.

I love how I've never really come out to anyone at all (with the exception of a small, random group of people at camp this past summer), but somehow all of the people I hang out with and I care about, know by now. And I think it's pretty amusing that I forget they know, and so when they randomly say "Auður, you just have to find yourself a girlfriend or a boyfriend" I'm all huh? But it's nice, I like it a lot. I'd feel weird making some sort of big statement about my sexuality, cause seriously, it's not what makes me who I am, and I'm not even quite sure of it myself at this point. And most of the time, I'm perfectly content - all of my good friends know that I don't like to define myself right now, I'm pretty sure that my sisters would classify me as bisexual (although we've never really talked about it specifically), and most of my other relatives, I just don't care at this point (I have no "friend" they need to be introduced to, anyway)... except for my parents. I'm not quite sure just what they're thinking, but it's something. And I have absolutely no idea how to handle this. Because, it doesn't happen very often, but they do make the occasional comment I just don't feel comfortable with. And I never know what to say when that happens. And it'd just all be so much easier if they just knew - but I honestly don't think I need to make a big announcement, or anything.

Also, another thing I think is pretty funny. It hasn't been all that long since I realized and admitted that hey, I'm attracted to girls! Well, I've had the "am I gay?" question rolling around in my head for ages, but it never seemed to quite fit, and even though I was raised in a pretty liberal place by open-minded parents and knew perfectly well that there are other people than straight and gay in the world, I never thought that was *me* (and for a long time, it wasn't even relevant to my life). So it's probably been about a year and a half, maybe two, since I first started figuring out what exactly I am (why do we all need to be something?), and around a year since I started talking about it with other people. But, in the last year and a half, I've had SO MANY random people (close friends, coworkers, people I don't even know) come up to me like "er... can I ask you a personal question?" and every time I answer "sure, go ahead" and every single time it has to do with my sexuality. I just think it's hysterical, cause I don't think I got that question a single time before. What's up with that?

And really, you'd think I'd been out drinking all night judging by this post, but I wasn't. I'm just sleepy. I guess it's close enough.

food, friends, sexuality

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