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Well, it's funny to me.

Anywho. I've fallen in love with photography again and I'm sad to be loosing my only access to decent cameras (school pentaxes). I'm thinking of buying a polariod against the counselling of my friends who tell me I'm going to spend way too much on film. Which is true of course.

I'm also thinking of convincing someone that they need to buy me a holga (or better yet, a Holgaroid?) for Christmas/my birthday/going away to uni.

Anyway. Funny how that's all I can think of.

Well, funny to me.

]]> ~passer-by-- http://passer-by--.deviantart.com/journal/7288988/ http://passer-by--.deviantart.com/journal/7288988/ Mon, 12 Dec 2005 05:51:45 PST ~passer-by-- http://passer-by--.deviantart.com/journal/6551446/ http://passer-by--.deviantart.com/journal/6551446/ Tue, 20 Sep 2005 02:11:49 PDT
Hmmm...so I'm looking out for the kiddies, making sure that they're not exposed to any of my cuss language and now my habitual dropping of the f-bomb means I can't see my own submissions. Smart. Excellent. Great.

Christ.

Going to go find someone to complain to.

Edit: It's been fixed, so I'm happy. But it was a fucking godawful move in the first place. ]]> ~passer-by-- http://passer-by--.deviantart.com/journal/6507573/ http://passer-by--.deviantart.com/journal/6507573/ Wed, 14 Sep 2005 22:19:16 PDT ~passer-by-- http://passer-by--.deviantart.com/journal/6268464/ http://passer-by--.deviantart.com/journal/6268464/ Fri, 19 Aug 2005 06:45:11 PDT Testimonial

I am the student afraid to go back to school. The teasing and shouting “Kill the faggot!” has gotten worse, and none of the teachers are doing anything about it.

I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.

I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman.

I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights.

We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time.

I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room.

I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I wish they could adopt me.

I am one of the lucky ones, I guess. I survived the attack that left me in a coma for three weeks, and in another year I will probably be able to walk again.

I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before graduating high school. It was simply too much to bear.

We are the couple who had the realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men.

I am the person who never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to avoid getting the management called on me.

I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised. The court says I am an unfit mother because I now live with another woman.

I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner is also a woman.

I am the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am male.

I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men.

I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that.

I am the man who died when the paramedics stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was transsexual.

I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I didn’t have to always deal with society hating me.

***

and this is my testimonial:

I am the the genderfrustated boy in a girl's body, too afraid to tell the world they keep getting my name and pronouns wrong.

I am the boy who thought he couldn't be transgendered because he was a straight girl.

I am the boy who hopes he can find another boy who will love him as he is.

I am the boy who told his mother he was bisexual, because he was too afraid to tell her he was transgendered.

I am the boy who is saddened when no one calls him out when he goes into the girls bathroom.

I am the boy who has to hide his nametag at work because he's afraid a customer will realise their 'sir' doesn't coincide with the girl's nametag he's got on.

I am the boy who hates having to designate a gender when joining a website - both choices feel like a lie.

I am the boy who refuses to let people get away with transphobic/homophobic remarks, but is too afraid to let everyone know why they hurt him so much.

I am the boy who hopes he will one day have the courage to say this is who I am. Love me.

I am the friend who didn't bat an eye when his two best friends told him they were not heterosexual.

I am the human who knows change can and is happening.

**

If you destribute anaphor's testimonial please link back to the original post. ]]> ~passer-by-- http://passer-by--.deviantart.com/journal/6268422/ http://passer-by--.deviantart.com/journal/6268422/ Fri, 19 Aug 2005 06:36:28 PDT
Anyhow. School, is still being a bitch. But meh. I'm kind of annoyed at me, for having wasted about 8 hours not doing one of the two assignments due on monday that I haven't started...but you know what? I'm having a break.

Going to the Aust Karate Opens tomorrow with Steph. Should be grand. THEN coming home, doing assignments, going to work, doing assignments, sleeping a bit, doing assignments, going to work, finishing assignments.

Other than that, nothing really new. ]]> ~passer-by-- http://passer-by--.deviantart.com/journal/6044642/ http://passer-by--.deviantart.com/journal/6044642/ Tue, 26 Jul 2005 23:49:59 PDT
Have so many assignments, haven't had a chance to do much. Have tomorrow off school, so Steph is coming over to watch Battle Royale.

Got the weekend off work to go see this film festival - Being Human - it's for Peace Week. Shall try and convince Steph to come, as mostly everyone else is copping out.

Anyway,

HAPPY PEACE WEEK EVERYONE ]]> ~passer-by-- http://passer-by--.deviantart.com/journal/5797618/ http://passer-by--.deviantart.com/journal/5797618/ Thu, 30 Jun 2005 03:21:37 PDT


Just spreading the love

Not mine, it was made by witchbabywigg. Found in this post at liberal icons Gah, such a lovely community.

Now if only my backwards arsed country would kick Howard out and...instigate me dictator (can one be instigated dictator?)!

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Yeah. So. Need new ideas for icons. The problem is I'm too lazy to screen cap anything. Wah. Might go watch QaF, seeing as how, I have nothing better to do.

o.O''' o.O''' o.O''' o.O''' o.O''' o.O''' o.O''' o.O''' ]]> ~passer-by-- http://passer-by--.deviantart.com/journal/5765713/ http://passer-by--.deviantart.com/journal/5765713/ Sun, 26 Jun 2005 20:16:28 PDT
There are people, who I do not know , walking aorund my front yard... oh, look, now they're laying on the grass. I'm going to assume that they know Gordan....cause otherwise this is just weird.

Oh good...someone else, I don't know, has driven in the driveway and they're all talking. ]]> ~passer-by-- http://passer-by--.deviantart.com/journal/5742648/ http://passer-by--.deviantart.com/journal/5742648/ Fri, 24 Jun 2005 08:52:33 PDT
So, finally getting tired. This is good. Am going to crawl into bed soon, read a bit, worry that I've fucked up my eyes and then I'm going to sleep. And there will be much rejoicing.

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