The Page Turns

Ok, This is the last night I'll spend in Singapore whilst living here. The last time I'll feel that warm, moist, night air for months on end.

So the page turns, one chapter ends, the next begins.

My Singapore life is over tonight, and that's alright, it was a damn good life, damn good, but this crazy gypsy has to keep moving.

A new chapter is about to be written, this one is set in annapolis, and begins at 7 am on the 11th.

All I know about it, mostly from foreshadowing, is that it'll involve a gay couple, 2 chihuahuas, a Polish woman, a nicely sized room, a lot of classes, a car, a new phone, probably more sex then now, but less drinking probably, and excersize, that's on the list anyway.

Should be interesting enough, hopefully I can manage a few romantic sub plots, and some way of legally making money.
I guess that people will just have to follow this blog to find out.

I've said my goodbyes.
One of the more emotional ones was when I was on orchard road, right at that hour where all the mynah birds start looking for a nest for the night, and the air is full of moving black shapes and the sound of a thousand birds chirping. And I just took about 5 minutes to stand there, breath in the air, take in the sound and watch the birds.
I've packed my things.
One suitcase, filled to the brim. one laptop bag. two boxes. one box of clothes to go to the needy. and a closet full of books and useless objects i couldnt/shouldnt throw away. That there is my entire life's worth of things.

Goodbye Singapore, Hello America.

Stonewall, Gay History,(Long)

40 years ago tomorrow, in a small, sleazy, mafia run, gay bar called The Stonewall Inn, on Christopher Street, NYC, a riot broke out in the wee hours of the morning, when a "passing woman" (like a drag king) was arrested in the bar during a police raid, escaped the cop car, and threw her large body against it, evoking the start of a riot within the bar. Soon afterwords, a drag queen threw the first stone, hitting an officer, and symbolically, too many, starting three days of protest and riots. During those three days of fighting many new gay rights groups formed, and the gay community, once nebulous and trying to conform to the rest, became a separate entity proper. Pride began.
40 years on the climate of the gay movement is different, the Mattachine Society and the Sisters of Belitis are no longer the prime example of activism, and queer culture has grown to even include a handful of heterosexuals, and has become a culture and a people in our own right. Nonetheless we are incredibly diverse, as our society is not based on race, nor on gender, but on a less tangible, less visible, separation of sexuality.
We need, therefore, to celebrate our intangible connection all the more. To further this I propose a symbolic tradition, to celebrate stonewall, the formation of a proper gay holiday, to cement our community together, and give us an enforced connection to one another. Some may question this as being unnecessary or silly, but it’s similar to the intention behind the holiday of Kwanza, itself formed in the 60s for similar reason; to cement a minority together, to unify, to celebrate, to fight, and to remember.

The celebration is in my mind separated into 4 days, each with symbolic names.
Day 1, June 27th- Judy Garland Memorial Day
Gay legend holds that the boys, girls, neither, and both, were at stonewall mourning the loss of an icon, Judy Garland, in the same way, celebration of stonewall begins on this day as a day of mourning, and remembrance. On this day we remember those who have passed, those who died of HIV/AIDS, those who were bashed, and those who went down fighting. We remember Garland too, and other strong females, bisexuals and gay men who we ourselves, and those before us, grew up looking up to. By about 11, at certain bars, a local drag queen, or elder, will take on the duty of retelling the story of that night, and we have a cocktail in memory. After the first toast, drinking and revelry is more than acceptable.
Day 2, June 28th- Stonewall
This is stonewall itself, thus the name. On this day, people drink and celebrate in early morning, are welcome to get up late, it’s a day for community planning, and people should go to local gay centres to plan and connect. Perhaps a dinner is in order. Protests are best to begin, or be planned on this day. This is also a day for the older generation to connect with the younger and pass on our history, so we never forget, and so that we have a connection to the past.
Day 3, June 29th- Protest
This is a day for peaceful resistance, those who can are to attend a rally, protest, or march, those who can’t should still write to their congressmen, local legislators, etc to forward the gay rights movement.
Day 4, June 30- Pride
This is the culmination, In some regions, street parades can be organized, it’s a day where you should let your rainbow flag fly, it's a day for coming out, for those who are ready to, it's a day for family too, it’s a day for celebration, for fun. Gay youth and children of gay parents can get a small present on this day. Celebrate however you wish, for Stonewall is over, but our fight continues.

That's my proposal, 4 days of Stonewall, a “Gay Kwanza”: Memorial, Stonewall, Protest and Pride. I hope that this idea spreads and that some decide to celebrate our history, our community, and those who must be remembered.

i dont know if this will work properly, but its something i feel should be here.

Update

I'm going to college.
In Annapolis.
I leave in 2 months or so.
Wish me luck.
Jon gave me my Final Fantasy disk back.
I'm happy overall.
I love dancing.
-End Update-

Ok, here's the deal. I didn't get into college.
I have a new plan, and want to talk to dad about it as soon as possible. I'll take courses at the Center for American Education here, to get credits for a semester, then i'll transfer the credits (checking that they will transfer is vital) to a community college in maryland (ideally.) doing this will mean i wont really be behind in my college plans, and I'll still move out. if all goes well, the hardest thing will be moving, because if the CC I transfer to doesnt have a residency hall, i'll need an apartment.
That's all for now.

Updates and Chess

I haven't written anything here in a bit, but it's time. Rajen and I have problems as friends, but I wont be his enemy or rival, so we'll avoid each other mostly it seems.
this of course, means my readership is down to... well no one really.
Whatever.
Anyway.
Caz and I started playing a game of chess, correspondence chess Via Twitter.
here's the board as it stands :
It's a fun game actually.
I'll be updating with new moves every time the board changes majorly, and you can see my moves on the mini feed.And the question, of course, is "why chess?" well for ages people have played chess through correspondence, finding a friend hundreds of miles away and sending tiny messages like, Knight F5 to G 7 and such, but with the internet, it's become the providence mostly of those too old and crotchety to give up their ways. I'm not great at chess, and neither is Caz, but this is an interesting uniting of the old and new, of an old message, sent through new means, preserved in bits and bytes rather then on paper and graphite.
That and we found the unicode characters and thought "cool you could play chess with these, hey, let's try it." But that story doesn't sound nearly as meaningful.

sorry the board came out so strangely, but there's nothing i can do for now. I'll find a way around it.

In unrelated news, I cleaned my room. and house, and kitchen, and library, and even the bathrooms and balcony and well everything really. Even cleaned out my closet, which was cluttered with clothes and underwear I don't even touch anymore, so now the guest room is... a little bit of a mess, but not too much, I'll tidy that up eventually though. It's not clothes that are a problem there, I put them away well enough, it's just the bedding, so it's solvable.

I'd written a long post, but due to a number of complications it was deleted before it ever reached the internet.
Anyway, gonna take driving lessons, hopefully I'll find some Kendo lessons too.
Wish Rajen would tell me if he even wants to see me or not, and would pick up when i call, it's a nice courtesy, even if you want to avoid someone.
And if he is trying to obtusely avoid me, I wish he'd just say so instead of leaving me confused.
Anyway, I've been seriously angry and pissed off recently. Especially today.
So I'm taking a break. I'm closing down MSN for a while, and not gonna go on facebook. might check e-mail, but probably only for interesting flyers, it's all i use my old account for anyway, it's a glorified RSS reader.
I'll update later, when I feel less pissed at everyone, three people who read my blog.