September 17, 2013, Because Life.

Well, to start off, I'll introduce myself. My name is Jason (Jace for short) Nicholas C.I'm currently 16, transgendered, and I love metalcore and electro type music. I'm addicted to Bass Slut by S3RL at the moment, thanks to my best friend for showing me that one. Anyways, this blog will probably be about my boring life and shit. Basically it'll be about parent problems, self issues, relationship issues, sibling issues, and possibly gender and sexuality identity issues. 

First:
My gender identity. 
As I said in the intro paragraph above, I'm transgender. I'm FtM and I hope eventually I'll be able to completely transition. My girlfriend and friends have all been super supportive of it. The only problem is my actual family. They are so anti LGBT its not even funny. I'll save most of those stories for later posts, but when I came out to my parents as lesbian, they flipped their shit and pretty much grounded me from everything for a good year. That was 2 years ago, when I was 14, now they pretend it never happened and think I'm straight or whatever. 

Second:
Sibling issues.
I will probably rant about my sister the most on here. She's the typical "baby angel who can't do anything wrong" on steroids. I have TONS of stories about her just being the evil 4-9 year old. But recently, she decided it'd be cool to tear up the 4 brand new posters I had just bought. After searching everywhere and pulling $30 out of my savings for these, she decides she's jealous she didn't get any. 

Basically what happened was about a week after they came in the mail and I put them up, she goes in my room, tears them off the wall, and shreds them. It was like she put it through one of those office paper shredders. $30 down the drain. But her exact excuse for this? "But I didn't get any. He shouldn't be able to have any if I don't get any, plus, he rubbed it in my face." Now, before I go on to tell my parents' reaction to this, let me tell you, I did NOT rub it in her face. I was so quiet about it and didn't say a word unless she asked about it. 

So my parents listen to my side, which was: "No mom, I didn't rub it in her face. Why would I do that?" Guess who gets the favor? My sister. Not only did they not believe me, I'm getting in trouble for this. I mean, seriously, you watched me take those posters from the mail, put them up, and be done. And you didn't hear me say a word. So, I no longer can play my xbox or watch tv for the rest of the week because of this stunt. yay. 

Thanks for reading to my over boring rants :c 

~Jason  


PS: I'm changing my female pronouns to male because it's more comfortable for me.