#leemonster

I love the rain. Every year, there is always a good spring rain. The kind where you can smell it. And I go out and play in the rain. It is something I always look forward to.

I play the piano. Though play should be in quotation marks. I learned how to read sheet music, mostly from being section leader/'plunker' in choir. Though I can't read whilst playing. I have to write out B C# D# E B E B E B F C (...If you have a piano/keyboard you should totally go play that 4/4 each one is a half note. I LOVE THIS SONG.) And actually I prefer to just memorize a piece, then it is all muscle memory and you can add emotion to it. I play, but I don't play. 

I own a lot of hats; Light brown, grey, black, blue berets, deep red knit, black, hot pink beanies. My hair looks awesome in a hat.

My dog is my only surviving pet. :( I have, however had two hermit crabs- Pinky & Courage; a green parakeet named Rose, and my beautiful bunny Jackolope. They all represent an aspect of me. Le Sigh.

Literally, I would not be in college right now if it wasn't for scholarships. I come from a low income family, and I would never ask them to shell out 26,000 a year. If it were not for scholarships, my KILLER high school GPA, my socioeconomic standing, and (probably to a point) my race and gender; I would not be sitting here, in my dorm room, at my first choice school, tumblin away.

Sexuality is an interesting thing to me. I don't believe in the trinary(?) view. Or at least it doesn't personally apply to me.  I feel like for me, I am attracted to certain things and traits, and gender doesn't play a large part. Though 9 times out of 10 I am attracted to dudes, there are those occasions when I am just enraptured by a girl. 

Cray-cray and totes are really the only slang words that I use.

I am 'waiting till marriage to have sex'. At least that is/has been my plan. There is something so romantic about being with one person for life. So I plan on waiting, realistically this might not happen. As of right now though; it is completely feasible.

Occasionally when reading a fic, I just get angry. Because I don't have a penis. I won't get into the (beautifully smutty, dirty, sexual) reasons why penises beat vaginas, but if you want to know, just ask. Just came up with 5 reasons off the top of my head. (Prostrate>Clitoris). Penis envy is a thing.