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On November 4th, this fifth-generation Californian will be on a plane to D.C. to attend a national youth leadership conference, with my minotaur beau in tow. Six days of "business attire," lectures, 24-hour supervision, and therefore probably no kissing. It had better be worth it.

Actually, I don't mind business attire. It just feels like another type of costume to me. I have collared shirts, a suit jacket, dressy pants with linings, even a tie. I think I'll dress femme a couple days and butch a couple days. What's the point of being in D.C. if you can't quietly toy with the system? By bringing in intelligent kids, they're bringing in free thinkers. I doubt I'll be the only one with hints of dissidence, and I predict that many shall be uncomfortable in their outfits.

God, I'm a writer. I'm going to learn about politics and I'm thinking about the social aspects of wardrobes...

I need something to serve as my general public journal entry that doesn't say I'm new, because I really don't qualify anymore. Anyway, here it is:

I'm a teenager. Mature for my age, but still undeniably a teenager. I'm smart (that's not conceit, it's testable fact endorsed by every teacher I've ever had), musical, and almost impossible to shut up when I feel like talking. I often spend spare moments playing out story ideas in my head, which can result in me looking stoned, depressed, or in pain due to the fact that my facial expressions tend to reflect the concept I am musing on. I love food, books, rain, laughter, classic rock, and my friends. That I love my family goes without saying. I think I'll stop here. There's more to say, but it's either been said before or isn't something I believe merits sharing.

Note to all: The world is not an altogether comfortable and relaxing place for me right now. If I don't respond to a message, I'm not dead or ignoring you, I just feel very overwhelmed and scared at this point in time and I need some space. *sigh* I do not like schedules, statistics, or rating systems. They are dogging my heels and invading my mind. This unpleasant mood is NOT caused by any action by any specific person at any specific time, it's just me and my mind disagreeing. What I'm really trying to say is that it wasn't brought on by anyone I know on Gaia, and I feel a need to state this as I think a couple of you may leap to conclusions. I'm going to go get some sleep now and hope this passes quickly.

"My father was the keeper of the Eddystone light,
And he slept with a mermaid one fine night.
From this union there came three:
A porpoise and a porgy, and the other was me!"
- Folk Song

My family was a fairly respectable one, in oceanfolk terms, until my mother fell in love with a land-dweller. Every merchild knows that land-dwellers are lesser beings to be lured astray and drowned, not equals to be truly loved. My mother tried to stress this to us children, lest we become as disgraced as she was by actions made in our youthful folly. I never had a taste for running ships aground, singing sweetly to sailors and then sending them to their doom. The most I ever did was befriend fish and then eat them. I expect this is what happens when feline and aquatic nature clashes. A few fish I kept, as pets. I will probably eat them too, eventually, but I'm in no rush. I was a good daughter. I went to merschool, learned my lessons, graduated with modest honors, but never felt like I really fit in. When I turned eighteen I swam away from home, taking my mother's second-best set of jewelry and five coral hairpins. I don't know what I'm looking for. I guess in the back of my mind I still dream, as I did when I was a mer-kitten, of some faraway, uncharted beach where creatures like myself can live in peace, untroubled and unscorned by our old communities that looked ever so faintly down at us...

Greetings to all and sundry. I am adanarama. that's not my real name, obviously. It's an adaptation of Adana, my middle name, which means "little fiery one" in Gaelic. My other nicknames are Gnome, Cricket, and Hermione (from Harry Potter). I'm pretty strange, but in a good way, which means I actually believe in stuff like peace and love and health and truth and all those other values so commonly disregarded by the general population. Ok, that's a basic overview of me, so that's about all I have to say at the moment. Bye!!! 3nodding