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I feel so weird about trying to write in my journal now. It seeems like everyone is ok with writing cute shout-outs to their friends, or about things that don't affect anyone they know personally on livejournal. This doesn't help me. I guess I should just make contact lists that don't include certain people. Everyone except this person and their friends should read x. How tacky.

But I'm not dumb, I'm just confused. We talk to each other, we play out our dramas, we complain to our friends, because we want to understand. We want support, or at least the consensus of the society we've chosen. This is why we talk about our issues, isn't it? Or at least, the need for societal support causes this sort of discussion.

I guess I don't know how to ask permission of the people in my life, is it ok if I ask someone else what to do about you? And we hire psychologists. And we try not to gossip.

And right now, I haven't written anything, because after someone said things that hurt me a whole lot to other people, and also complained about the way I talked about them online, I was embarrassed and angry. People have vicious tongues. And I know mine is not the least, nor the most.

And I'm in Georgia again. I'm trying to transfer the productivity I had in California to here. I hope it will work. I'm still:

Trying to become a writer... for myself...
Working slowly on creating a website ...
Building an on-line environment where I feel safe...
Making plans to change the way I deal with my body and physical health...
Pursuing enlightenment and the salvation of souls. Or something like that.

And I can't talk about anything, because you are all here, and if you haven't said anything, then I guess you don't want me to. I'm so embarrassed.

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Here's a thought. I feel like commenting more on people's journals when I feel like they have opened up, reached out for contact. Most of the journals I read sound like mine lately: chronicling the things that really don't require attention. They don't say anything very personal, no matter how deeply personal the things are that you may know are happening to them.

Just like the things I'm not writing right now.

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Well, before this, I would have said, once I have it set in my mind, it works; I 'know' things that I shouldn't; and I'm naked as often as possible. Is that why I got this answer? I hope so!

( I'm a Witch Witch! )

Just to have something to do...

1. What was/is your favorite subject in school? Why?
Trig because it was like puzzles a lot.
Human physiology because the teacher didn't treat us like we were idiots.
Latin and Chemistry because I didn't take them in my school.
Band because my family was there.
German because I was in love with a boy.
Biology and Civics because my best friend was in them.

2. Who was your favorite teacher? Why?
Coach Brock, because he was as wrong as I was.
Jodi Puckett, because she was right in all the ways he was wrong.

3. What is your favorite memory of school?
It was actually in college, rollerskating on campus. Wiping out dramatically for someone doing some video footage.

4. What was your favorite recess game?
In third grade I did a lot of building and moving things. made waterfalls in the ditch, made a little dolls house under a tree with moss and things. That sort of stuff.

5. What did you hate most about school?
Other children.