NOTE: With Reherasals, Newspaper, Finals and AP exams coming up, I'm afraid I have very little free time with which to write, so I apologize, but most of my stuff will not be updated for a while. Thanks for your patience!
Hm, I figure it's about time I changed my intro a bit. So, here goes. My name is Jessica; I'll be graduating from Luella High School in May and will then attend Young Harris College, a private Methodist-affiliated college up in North Georgia, where I will major in English and once I graduate from there, I intend to transfer to another university, though I'm not quite sure where (Georgia State University is one option). Once I've gotten a degree, I hope to go on to become a writer, but if that doesn't go down well, I plan on either being a Copyeditor or perhaps even a teacher, which is what my beloved will be. As a matter of fact, he'll be student-teaching next year. I love him so much! He makes my day and he's definintely a driving inspiration in my life, as are a lot of my friends such as Lizzee, Kyri, Bonnie, Sara, Monica and Cameron (Three of them have Fictionpress accounts and I'd appreciate it if you went and read their stuff; there are links in my favorites section. You should also read Ramenluver's things; she's AMAZINGNESS!). Another driving inspiration for me is music; Culture Club and AFI are my two favorite bands and have given me tons of story ideas and motivation for writing--As a matter of fact, AFI has done more than that: They've paved way for an entire lifestyle. They got me to become Straight Edge (which means I don't do drugs, drink alcohol or have casual sex) and gave me an interest in the environment and being a vegetarian (the latter I have yet to achieve fully, though me and some of my friends are going to try harder later on). If there's anything else you'd like to know about me, then just send me an e-mail at insanepirate624@yahoo.com or go to my MySpace (http://www.myspace.com/jeshikachan). I really won't mind and I'll more than likely accept you as a friend and reply to your e-mail. I always enjoy making new friends and stuff, so don't be shy!
As for my writing preferences:
I LOVE SLASH!! Without it, I'd be a lost soul. If slash and homosexuality offend you, then you should stay AWAY from my stuff. Seriously. If you plan on going against it with some religious argument, I shall point you in the direction of a forum topic that quite wonderfully disproves your claims. Here it is: http://www.gaiaonline.com/forum/extended-discussion/homosexuality-is-not-a-sin-what-christ-said-and-more/t.22055569/
Of course, I HAVE written at least ONE story that doesn't contain slash, surprisingly enough; and ironically, it's the only one that DOESN'T have any reviews. XD
Here is something that I found on Fanfiction.net:
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.
I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind.
I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love.
Repost this if you think homophobia is wrong.
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