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Sometimes I feel like I don't fit in at home any more. Maybe I've seen too much of Other to be able to just make do with Familiar. It's fun for a couple of days but then I go stir crazy and there are no magic fingers for me to take the tension away ;p It's not been a week yet and maybe I haven't had a fight with Mum yet, but there was a small spat, one could say, when the issue of homosexuality arose (again) (and it was Mum whose joke started it). Anyway, Sister expressed the opinion that "but it wasn't happening so often in the past", I told her that well, it's always been present, simply not spoken of too much, Mum informed me I was not to speak of my weird interests under her roof, I used the terms "discourse" and "oppression" and not let her know that it actually does hurt me when she expresses her homophobia, and no, I don't think the fact the only lesbian she's ever known might have been a pedophile explains her.

My best friend Shamak never has time for anything anymore. So I sit at home, Home!Town, 10 minutes away, and am bored out of my mind; she sits in hers, does not have time for friends and is reading her biology textbook. Never getting married to a doctor*. They must have been perverted by their studies, it's impossible to stay sane living like that. My life has to be awesome, really, I'm not trying to be a doctor, I still have time to read, watch TV and for my friends. ::jumps up and down::

In other news, I've finished Wolves of Calla and this Dark Tower thing is getting better and better. I've started Robber Bride by Margaret Atwood and I'm liking it verily ;)

*Unless it's The Doctor, obviously. The similarity of names is surely coincidental and even if not, well, exceptions may be made.

ETA: I get a feeling what I need to feel better is a night session with a bar of chocolate and fanfiction. Chocolate? Check...

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Sometimes I feel like I don't fit in at home any more. Maybe I've seen too much of Other to be able to just make do with Familiar. It's fun for a couple of days but then I go stir crazy and there are no magic fingers for me to take the tension away ;p It's not been a week yet and maybe I haven't had a fight with Mum yet, but there was a small spat, one could say, when the issue of homosexuality arose (again) (and it was Mum whose joke started it). Anyway, Sister expressed the opinion that "but it wasn't happening so often in the past", I told her that well, it's always been present, simply not spoken of too much, Mum informed me I was not to speak of my weird interests under her roof, I used the terms "discourse" and "oppression" and not let her know that it actually does hurt me when she expresses her homophobia, and no, I don't think the fact the only lesbian she's ever known might have been a pedophile explains her.

My best friend Shamak never has time for anything anymore. So I sit at home, Home!Town, 10 minutes away, and am bored out of my mind; she sits in hers, does not have time for friends and is reading her biology textbook. Never getting married to a doctor*. They must have been perverted by their studies, it's impossible to stay sane living like that. My life has to be awesome, really, I'm not trying to be a doctor, I still have time to read, watch TV and for my friends. ::jumps up and down::

In other news, I've finished Wolves of Calla and this Dark Tower thing is getting better and better. I've started Robber Bride by Margaret Atwood and I'm liking it verily ;)

*Unless it's The Doctor, obviously. The similarity of names is surely coincidental and even if not, well, exceptions may be made.

ETA: I get a feeling what I need to feel better is a night session with a bar of chocolate and fanfiction. Chocolate? Check...