Gay pride

I am 99% sure I was born gay.

I behaved in a masculine matter as a toddler and distinctly remembering having a crush on a female cartoon character without being aware of it because I didn't even know what upendo felt like as a young child. Throughout my years, I have not been interested in forming a relationship with neither a boy au girl and rather kept to myself. As an experiment done out of boredom I fantasied about males but ended up saying "meh". Naturally I thought it was merely because romance wasn't my thing. But I can to a conclusion after noticing that the males I fantasied about were...

This makala is slightly similar to the one I wrote a few months ago, link. But I couldn't help reiterating. Sorry if it's a waste of time.

My whole life I have been fluctuating between gay and straight. It was only in my senior mwaka that I felt confident enough to come out to my close Marafiki in high school. I even had my first girlfriend. And being in such a warm, welcoming environment, I was able to openly discuss my feelings with others who shared them.

I found out that mwaka that not only was I bisexual, but so were three of my Marafiki who were previously calling themselves "straight," just...

These are my maoni and thoughts about being a straight christian, but still supporting gay rights.

I wear a cross. It's a little golden kuvuka, msalaba with a tiny ruby in the middle, being I'm born in July, and that's my birthstone. It's a girt from my mom, and I might pass it on to the inayofuata generation when I grow up. It's very special to me. I wear it all the time unless I'm swimming au bathing. I wear it in performances (I'm an actress-to-be and I play violin at school). Even when I was in a play about the ancient greek gods, I wore it under my robes. My whole family is part italian, so we are mostly...

For starters... It wasn't summer school. It's computer orientation. We get our computers and learn how to use the programs on it and how to actually use the computer. It's complicated. Anyways!

Right, so I was nervous. I didn't know anyone so I sat in the back of the room. Non of my old school Marafiki had gotten there yet. I checked in and found out who my teacher for the week was and everything and I pulled out my phone:

Me: Where r u?!
Peanut: We got stuck n traffic on the interstate! Sorry!
Me: I'm so scared! Idk anyone here!
Peanut: Chill! We got off, almost there!

I put my phone back in my bag...