"Why Am I So Happy About This Little Duplex""Why Am I So Happy About Having A Key And Unlocking This

"Why am I so happy about this little duplex" "Why am I so happy about having a key and unlocking this door" "Why am I so happy about cooking" "Why am I so happy about this classwork" "Why am I so happy about this resumé I made" "Why am I so happy about opening curtains" "Why am I so happy about people coming over"

My roommate must be so annoyed with me at this point, I've been saying things like this at least every thirty minutes for the past week

There is no good time to have class

Classes in the morning: uggghhh I'm so tired

Classes around noon: let me out already I'm hungry

Classes in the afternoon: today is almost over just finish already

Classes in the evening: why did I sign up for night class

Things I have learnt this year from university

1. NOTHING has a concrete definition.

2. EVERYTHING is a combination of genetic and environmental factors.

3. NOTHING has a binary system. EVERYTHING is on a spectrum.

My friends are my family.

I was born an only child, but my family adopted my cousin (who is now my brother) when I was ten. My family on my father's side are across the country, and we've never been keen on visiting them. My family on my mother's side don't like us, for the most part; my grandparents on her side are the only real family I have outside of the household.

That's it. Six people at best, and I haven't seen my grandparents all that often. I'm not here to complain about it; this is just the life I've known.

I've heard stories about other people's families. Stories about great uncles and second cousins, three sisters, great grandparents who are still holding on. Visiting the grandparents for Thanksgiving, sleepovers at the aunt's and uncle's, being an uncle at twelve years old. Family newsletters. I might envy it if it didn't sound so foreign to me.

So instead of these things, I made friends. Friends at church, friends in the neighborhood. There were no friends at school, because I was homeschooled. We moved about every three or four years, so I lost these friends on a consistent basis. And to make matters worse, we didn't have internet access, so I didn't know I could keep up with them. After a while I just stopped trying too hard, because there was really no point.

Then I went to high school, gifted school. I made friends that actually stuck. I messed around on the internet and made friends here too. There's a few people I still talk to despite being out of high school for a year now. I'm much more comfortable making and keeping friends; now they fill the void where my "extended family" would be. I may not have many friends, but I love each and every one.

If you're reading this and you'd like a new friend, shoot me an ask or something! I'd love to chat. Just because I don't go and ask people myself or start conversations, doesn't mean I'm not willing to do so... I'm just a little shy a lot of the time. This goes for my friends too, just because we don't talk all the time doesn't mean I don't think about you.

One last thing: I am fiercely loyal to my friends family. You can insult and attack me all you want to, but do not so much as look at them the wrong way or I will make your life miserable.

To every gamer who has ever sent death threats, SWATted innocent people, DDOS'd companies they dislike, or hacked anyone's accounts to ruin their reputation--

To every Christian who has asserted that all non-Christians are evil, or gone to extremes to get their point across--

To every white person who has harmed another because of their color, or has encouraged supremacy to harmful levels--

To every male who has abused, raped, or maliciously attacked another human being--

To every extremist under every label in every group--

I AM SICK AND TIRED OF YOUR ATTEMPTS TO TARNISH THE NAMES OF INNOCENT PEOPLE.

Every time you selfish idiots commit these acts of malevolent terrorism, I get associated too, and so do all males, gamers, Christians, or whatever else you call yourself. In fact I'm so tired of this that I'm sick of having these labels, simply because they have such a stigma attached to them. All thanks to you. Perhaps no one is perfect, but you've taken it well beyond the line of simply being a misstep.

I hear of your exploits in the news every single day. I know I'm not alone; thousands of people hear about this stuff and feel the same way I do now. Congratulations, you got your attention - your 15 seconds of fame - and now you've ruined life for the rest of us.

Oh that's right, you don't care, do you? Not as long as you get your little laugh in and feel all self-righteous about everything, like you won something. I hope you get what you deserve, because your tirade has hurt far more people than you realize. Even after you have been called out and served justice, the rumors will spread, and the associations will linger, simply because you only thought of yourself.

I'm tired of labels and stigmas and biases and drama. Simply call me a counterexample.

Protip: Today will never happen again. Use it wisely.