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Joy! I'm a Creature Banana

Marj/Marjoured/ Glenda. Born on October 11, 1990. Certified Libra. A Fourth year student. Wannabe Atenean, Thomasian, Fighting Maroon, Lasallian. Loner. Misunderstood. Certified Bookworm. Likes all subjects except PHYSICS. Has a distant past. Frequents all the so-called "MASA" places. Has a short temper and one-track mind that goes well together. Word lover, number hater.The so-called "shock absorber" of the class. More?

NOTE: The thing I'm about to discuss is very serious and readers would be advised to be very tactful and sensitive in reading this post. I will be revealing some aspects of my personality that I don't know whether you'll accept or reject. To all those who know me personally at school, I advise you to be very careful in judging my character after you read this post.

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I turned on my computer at about 7:30 in the morning (right after I ate my breakfast) and decided to get started on my research proposal when my procrastination attacked me again and I decided to blog hop instead. After going to Mr. Talksmart's blog to monitor the voting, I checked out my blog again and saw a couple of new tags. I clicked the link on one of the tags (I think that was Mai's blog) and the first post there caught my attention. I decided to check out Potpot's blog for the original post and after a few minutes of reading and rereading the said post, I decided that I couldn't hide anything anymore. I decided to give my reaction to the said post.

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I am also openminded when it comes to homosexual realationships.

I believe that they should also be given a chance to be happy. They should not be discriminated because they are people too, just like you and me. In fact, I salute them because they were not afraid to reveal to people who they really are. I don't believe that homosexuals were the scum of society. They are even more determined to make ends meet by taking jobs in the parlor, etc. and I respect them for that.

With regards to the relationship part, I think that they are even more sincere than the straight ones. They really shower their partners with love and affection. The realtionship is almost perfect, except that they are of the same sex.
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I was once involved with this kind of realtionship.

Shocking isn't it? Yes, I was once involved into this kind of relationship. Believe me, it did not cross my mind that I would have a relationship with someone of the same sex but it did happen. It did happen.

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I once studied in an all-girls school, St. Paul College-Paranaque. This old school of mine is now a coed school, but during my time (about 1997-1998), it was just exclusive for girls. Boys were a BIG no-no into our campus back then. So, I have seen lots of girls milling around the campus, doing other stuffs beyond the normal scale. I was really curious back then. *thinks*

My first brush with this so-called homosexual feelings came when I was in Grade Five, when I transferred to ESS-South. I had this certain 'crush' on this girl in our class. But, I was able to control my feelings when I had a crush on a boy in the same class. But that feeling returned when I was in Grade Six, I also had a 'crush' on this girl in my class again. But still the same, I managed to control my feelings. I thought that I would be able to get over it when I move on to High School. But I was wrong.

During my first and second year, I had 'crushes' on girls. But still the same, I managed to get over it but I noticed that I would usually have periods where in I would feel really frustrated with the missed opportunities. And everytime boys dance with them during the HS Night, I would really lose control.

But during my Third Year, it happened.

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I met her during a CCP practice. I was still at school and I decided to watch the practice since I have nothing else to do. I was with my friends when she suddenly joined in our conversation. I introduced myself to her and we talked about hilarious stuff that made us laugh so hard. Anyway, after our first meeting, I did not really feel something special but there was this feeling that bothered me. I chose to ignore it.

It was a Sunday when she first called. I remember asking her how did she got my number. Anyway, she told me that she got into an argument with one of my friends and she asked me to help her. I tried to help her, but it was no good. There came a time when we found out that we were deceived, big time by her. I really learned to hate her so much.

She also loved sending me letters. The letters usually contain topics and poems about friendship and love. I don't know what was really in her mind by sending those mushy letters. It was one fateful day, in late January last year that she confessed her secret love for me.

I admit that I was really shocked when she said that. But it confirmed my suspicions that she really felt something for me. I really felt something for her and I decided to take things a little bit further.

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So what happened to us???

We're not together anymore. Clearly, after she joined YFC, she decided to change for the better. I was glad with the change, although a part of me is still sad. But, I can't bring back the time and who knows, maybe i'll someday find the meaning of true love. With the opposite sex.