I had to falsify a report to one of my professors. I had many things to do and I was unprepared for the test. So to have a chance to make the test up I told her something had happened. Now she is wanting documentation of the event of which I had to falsify, for my being able to make up the test.

I’ve been caught, and if I don’t take this test I’ve failed this class. Which I cannot afford. So I am up for advice. However, I might be e-mailing her back letting her know that I fucking paid for this class and SHIT happens. So if she gets paid for teaching, i help pay her. I should be able to take the test when I am able to…right? Anyway, I feel the school system becoming corrupt. I shouldn’t be persuaded to attend class by getting attendance points. I shouldn’t have to go if I don’t want to as long as I am taking the tests and passing. (I’m not saying I wouldn’t go but it is the principle of things.)

Now here I go for the first time. Finally getting a blog that maybe will be continued. Finally understanding where people come from with their opinions, hell even understand my own fucking opinions.

But this is also a place where I am going to go to, to be open and free about my life and the people in it. Trust me it can be hella boring to be me, but at times there are those soap opera moments where you think…”Hell if I had thought this could happen I would have written it all out and made my own television show out of it…Then I wouldn’t have to play that damn powerball.”

And that is me. in a nutshell. The random thoughts and ways my mind think to take me to a new train of thought.

But the real reason I am here is to say, “I know who I am. I know what I like, and I don’t think I have to please everyone with MY decision.” There are those out there, however, that do believe that my decision will take major president in their life. I let them know gently…”Dear, I’m gay. You didn’t know that because I was in denial. And I can’t marry you because I care too much about you to hurt you like that, so I am hurting you like this…Trust me you’ll get over it.”

And that is it for now, the first time is coming to a close…and so quickly. I am sorry for the inconvenience.