Oak is my King

Oak is My King!Ok, this is my BEST FRIEND, and has been since before this whole news campaign took off. I was the first person Oak told he was transgenders and have always stood by him. Its good to see that everything is out in the open and that he gets more overwhelming support than negativity. I keep thinking how I would have handled this and what I would have done... I would like to say I would have faced it with the same bravery and courage as Oak...but then when I truly think about it, I'm not comfortable enough with myself as it is and already shy away from doing something because i'm intimidated. I've become a lot more confident over the past year because of Oak. I'm so proud to call him my best friend. We have definitely grown a part this past summer especially, but he should know I'd always be there to support him.

Weekend!

So my weekend consisted of working. Pretty much it. Everyone went home for the weekend since it was the first one without any real events going on. I worked Wednesday thru Saturday. It is such a shitty job, I hate it. lol If I stay over here and go to work full time, it would have to be some place else too... i can barely handle 20 hours spent at that frickin store! Its good I realized that I do not want to do that the rest of my life.
When I was not slaving away at the hut, I was hanging out with family. Molly and I went shopping on saturday! I purchased a pair of jeggings, and omg I love them. Super comfortable. I'm a lot more confident with my body and myself now so I feel as if I can pull them off.
I went to an Irish bar last night to see my cousin's band play. A lot of the family was there and it was so fun to see everyone! Hearing the music we played in fiddlers was awesome too. It made me miss the Ireland trip and Nick and Rory and Staud. I wish there was a way for me to persue my cello still. LTU sorta lacks in the music department, which is disappointing :(
Sorry for the short and kinda pointless update, but I'm trying my best to stay on top of the whole blog thing.
<3 ya

High School

How have I spent this time away from you my blogger friends?! Well funny you should ask.. As hard as I try to stay away from Muskegon I always find myself dead in the center of its drama department. I get sick and frustrated with it....but when i hear myself start to complain I realize I ask for it. My three best friends are always causing some sort of scene usually involving the other, and I play middle man. When I get talked to about the situation I can just say "oh" or "yeah" but instead I listen intently and try my best to help solve the situation.
When I look back and see that, I wonder what I am really running away from... if it was the "drama" I could avoid it. I keep thinking about it, why did I so desperately try to run from Muskegon and high school when I keep finding myself looking back at it?
The answer I suspect is because that is what society tells us to do. "get out of your boring old town and make a name for yourself" but how am I to know if I won't just get stuck in this town away from my family and friends. Its the thing to do now a days, go to college and get a degree and then work your life away.
Now i'm not going into my whole financial crisis because we would be here all day... but since this happened I couldn't help but think what if this happened for a reason? (thats what I think after every situation though) What if i wasn't meant to leave Muskegon yet? My 3 best friends are there, my moms there, I would have a job and take easy classes, my boy would be back there. Really the only thing keeping me here is my sorority. I truly love them and they have changed my life: made me stronger, wiser, braver...I was afraid to leave them because we were so small but now with our chapter doubling, I'm a lot less scared to leave.
My biggest inspiration comes from a girl who got me into blogging, she still lives at home, goes to community college, works minimum wage jobs...but honestly she is the person I am most inspired by. She does what she loves, always has time for others, gives back to the community, and always remains positive. I can't help but think that this is what life is truly about. Its not about having this big time job and working your life away, although it is the american dream to die filfty rich, but what do you really get out of it? Its the stuggles of life that make it
. I know this whole thing sounds cliche....but maybe I did discover the message at the end of the film and its now time to go live it out

Lets Try this Again

One of my favorite procrastination tricks is reading blogs. I love hearing peoples true thoughts and reading their unique writing styles. I always feel less stressed when I read how others are going through the same troubles I am.

So I thought I would give it ago. I have attempted to write many blogs in the past but have only managed to update them on days I was extremely pissed off. I would read my posts later and laugh at how foolish I was. Over this past summer I got into a habbit of writing Michael a letter to boot camp everyday. It not only helped me to feel more connected to him, but it made me feel a lot better getting every thought out, good and bad.

One of my stuggles is that I go through life with an appathetic attitude. I hide my emotions that sometimes I can't even tell how I really feel about situations. My blog title is called "No Sugarcoating" because I don't want to hide how I feel from my readers, if I'm upset I'll tell it and same if I am happy.

This will be the first Post of many. Enjoy