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Post by Yuudai Sato on Aug 10, 2013 18:15:37 GMT -5
I AM A BOY. Regardless of what anyone says, I am a boy. I'm not there physically yet, but in my heart, I am a boy. And I am happy that I can share this with everyone. I'm happy that I can live life how I want to without having to worry about what others say.
It seems like I'll be graduating soon, too. Haha, it's strange thinking I'm going to go off to college. I came here thinking this place was a Hell Hole but now, I don't think I want to leave. Maybe I'll become a teacher... They say history repeats itself, maybe I'll meet another student like me? And then I'll be able to help them. That would make me so happy. (:
In my blog, I will write the about the days leading up to my graduation at LeRim. I may sound a bit formal, I'm not entirely used to this setting so please forgive me.
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Post by Yuudai Sato on Aug 30, 2013 13:22:11 GMT -5
IT IS MY SECOND ENTRY and I will speak about love.
Love.
Everyone wants it whether they admit it or not. But not everyone can give it. Not everyone can receive it.
My brothers loved me and I loved my brothers. My parents loved me to an extent. The loved me to a certain point. After I passed that point, I felt as if I were thrown to the side - like an outlaw in my own home.
I came here thinking I would be treated the same as I was by my parents, practically shunned for wanting to be male. But I was wrong.
After coming here I've received nothing but love and support, and I am forever gracious for that. All of the friends I have met, the memories I have made, the experiences I had the opportunity to get - thank you.
Now allow me to delve deeper into love. Allow me to get a bit personal. The fiasco seen at the Winter Ball? I was in the middle of it. I'm not trying to brag about it but I am trying to help you learn from it.
There are many different people you will come to love. Some more than others, in different ways and forms, shapes and sizes.
I love my fiancee and my fiancee loves me. The two of us... it feels as if we were made for each other. However, there was another girl who loved me as well. And someone else who loved that said girl.
In the end, it worked out rather well, we were all matched with who we were born to be with. The point I'm trying to make is
love comes with heartbreak, it is inevitable. so don't be afraid to encounter heartbreak, don't be afraid to take chances.
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