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CHOCOLATE LOVE LOAF [19 Jun 2004|05:06am] [ mood | delighted ] [ music | northern state ] dear everyone in the world, the CHOCOLATE LOVE LOAF vegan chocolate cake from sticky fingers bakery is quite possibly the only thing i have seen for years that gives me hope for a better world. not only is it delicious, chocolate-y, and perfect, but it is 100% cruelity free. is there a better way to celebrate living than to eat this? i think not. love, camille ps. *sigh* sorry that i am just another drama queen dyke. i know there are far too many of us already. 26 comments|post comment

my 18th birthday went as follows: [17 Jun 2004|09:50pm] [ music | stephanie singing the birthday song in polish ] it's been a while, eh? not much has happened, but today, on this 18th anniversary of my birth, my life was like a movie: -woke up in laurel, MD, a small boring town outside of d.c. with stephanie. -spent about two hours trying to get into d.c. by means of public transit to no avail. finally decided to drive to the nearest metro station. -we got into d.c. and jaywalked our way to the holocost memorial museum where we spent an hour and a half in one exhibition. -the biggest reason i wanted to be in d.c. on my birthday was so that i could get some vegan baked goods at sticky fingers, one the few vegan bakeries i know of. -to get to sticky fingers before it closed, stephanie and i started walking, without really knowing how far away it was or how to get there. -20 blocks later, and about 9 blocks away from the bakery, the skies start pouring down rain. we do not have an umbrella and just run for it. i have to say that although we got soaked, running in the rain with stephanie on my birthday was definately one of those moments i will always remember with a smile. -we finally make it to sticky fingers and stephanie, being the sweet, wonderful girl she is, bought me a birthday cake and other confections. -we ride the metro dripping wet and when we make it back to the car, one of the rear tires is flat. -now, back at home, her mother, being the sweet wonderful lady that she is, surprised me with a birthday cake (that i can't eat, but that's not the point), baloons, and a card. i can't help but feel like the luckiest girl in the world. 23 comments|post comment

prom pictures [03 May 2004|10:53pm] [ music | the violent femmes ] ( more inside. ) 63 comments|post comment

[23 Feb 2004|11:25pm] [ mood | dancy ] [ music | 'i've had the time of my life' from 'dirty dancing' ] i just realized that all the dance moves i have ever executed were inspired by 'dirty dancing', 'west side story', and a few hip hop videos. as much as i love dancing in my room in my underwear, i have been craving a dance party for months now! i'm not 18 yet so i can't go to clubs. i am not allowed to go out to shows where i could dance with all the cool arkansas punk/scene kids and god knows there are no good dance house parties. maybe this is why i am actually looking forward to prom? ( live in central arkansas and want to see the vagina monologues? ) 24 comments|post comment

my future's so bright i gotta wear shades [02 Feb 2004|10:31pm] [ mood | smilesmilecrysmile ] [ music | there is a gospel choir in my head and it is rejoicing. ] i just got into evergreen. i just got into evergreen. i just got into evergreen! furthermore, i already have a $1500 scholarship! things are falling into place. 55 comments|post comment

come on kids, let's write a zine [01 Feb 2004|08:55pm] i want to put together another zine. but i don't want to be the only writer. i want everyone to contribute! that means you! the only condition is that you must use my prompt. does that sound reasonable? yes it does. prompt: where do you want to be right now? anywhere in the world, doing anything. give me the time of day, month, year, whatever. give me details, give me descriptions, give me sights, smells, feelings, tastes. please let me know if you're intrested. i think this will be ten times better than anything i could do myself. 22 comments|post comment

please do this! [24 Jan 2004|01:31am] X posted...sorry Take them and post them everywhere! we need you! here are the important ones first Should gays couples be allowed to adopt kids http://www.traditionalvalues.org/modules.php?name=Surveys&pollID=20 Do you support the federal marriage ammendment act? http://www.traditionalvalues.org/modules.php?name=Surveys&pollID=52 Your opinion on homosexual marriage in america. http://www.traditionalvalues.org/modules.php?name=Surveys&pollID=50 and if you want to see the others that they came up with and the articles and programs that USE these polls to support their opinion go here http://www.traditionalvalues.org/modules.php?name=Surveys&pollID=50 13 comments|post comment

HAPPY NATIONAL COMING OUT WEEK [14 Oct 2003|08:47pm] happy national coming out week, everyone. this is overdue, but here is my personal 'coming to terms with my sexuality' story. Okay, here’s the bottom line: I’m a girl who likes girls. Loves girls, in fact. I love everything about being a girl (yes, even my period) and I love everything female. From bodies to personalities, I love girls. And I always have. I was eight years-old when I first told my father at the dinner table, ‘daddy, a woman’s body is so much prettier than a man’s body.’ Up until puberty I rated the sexiness of the models in my mother’s magazines and pattern books. Most kids have a few make-out buddies in early elementary school; I had several from kindergarten to fourth grade. I thought all little girls felt the way I felt. Then puberty and a subscription to ‘teen magazine’ hit me like a ton of bricks. I realized that I was expected to be boy-crazy. I was expected to have fantasies about boys. And soon I would be expected to fool around with boys… So I did what I always do. I went to the public library and began to research the topic. I gathered a pile of back issues of ‘cosmo’ and started to read about blow jobs. I knew I would never enjoy it, but I thought I might as well teach myself how to get it over with. Luckily I never had the opportunity to see if my research paid off because by the end of eighth grade I had given up and dismissed myself as asexual. A couple of years later I discovered erotic fiction, the water jets in the jacuzzi, and my lust for ladies. I wasn’t surprised, frightened, worried, or angry when I realized that the word for girls like me is Lesbian. I was simply happy. I was happy that I was one [giant] step closer to realizing who I am. When I was sixteen I met quite possibly the most amazing girl on the planet and fell in love. Life is good. What about my friends and family? Most of my friends have known about my sexuality just as long as I have. I am lucky because I know that my friends love and accept me no matter what. But there is one bump in my otherwise smooth life. My parents freaked out. We all said horrible things to each other that will never be forgotten. I know they love me, but despite the thousands of dollars they have spent on family therapy, our relationship is broken beyond repair. Fighting for acceptance from my mother, stepfather, and father was the most painful experience of my life and has proved fruitless. (pardon the pun.) so we have walked away from each other. I have never been nicer, more confident, or happier with myself and with the world. Essentially, I have never been more Camille. so go post your own story and let me know when you do. 55 comments|post comment

[06 Oct 2003|11:53pm] http://www.cnn.com/ELECTION/2004/special/president/issues/index.civil.html why the hell do most of these people back civil unions and claim they support equal rights for homos, when they don't support gay marriage?!?!?! what the fuck?! take the fucking leap and give us equal rights!!! 10 comments|post comment

let's try this again. [09 Jun 2003|01:07am] here we go. now only friends allowed. 38 comments|post comment

ahhh! [05 Jun 2003|04:39pm] this is overwhelming. and i have to pee. but i am at the library, so i can't just get up and go because then someone will steal my spot. maybe i should save this for later. unless tons of queers begin flocking to me and begging me to . . . what? maybe they should just beg. post comment

i have no idea what i am doing. [05 Jun 2003|03:43am] in life. and in livejournal. i have finally broken down and registered for an lj. i feel so... dirty. (if only i had my leather chaps and sluttly male dancers, i could be drrty.) but if you are cool and share some of my interests, and prefferably if you are queer (although i'll try not to discriminate if you are straight), you should friend me. and allow me to friend you. and then help me figure out how this whole thing works (lj, not life). this is not my 'real' journal. truth be told, this is only a social thing to keep my anxious fingers busy while i wile away the hours until i can finally escape to college and flee my parent's house(s). 'what did they ever do to you?' aside from calling me disgusting, telling me i am going to hell, proclaiming that i am not nor can ever be 'normal', spending thousands of dollars trying to 'fix' me and our relationships, treatening to beat me with a belt, and threatening to press charges against my wonderful girlfriend, not much. but it is enough to make me lust after living as far away from them as i possibly can and still remain in the continental united states. whew, enough about them. me? i am ... i have no clue. but if you friend me, i promise you might find out. and i might just entertain you. (am i totally prostuting myself? how sad.) but this will be friends only because i don't want to run into to any of the pedestrians i know i real life out here in fake internet land. no offense to the pedestrians of course, but i would like to maintain a safe distance. so um, that's it. for now. 16 comments|post comment

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