Busy Yet Bored


I’m so sorry I haven’t been posting every Tuesday. 

Summer is surprisingly busy!

My family got a new puppy… She’s a lab mix. Also, she doesn’t get along with my other dog very well yet. We’re training them both (neither has had very much exposure to other dogs-well obviously the puppy hasn’t, but…) and they’re getting better!

Also, I’ve got a date! There’s this really awesome girl who’s technically non binary, but does not prefer one pronoun set over the other at the moment, and I asked her out. 

She’s a grade below me and we don’t know each other super well, but we just finished a week long day camp about forensics. We had fun. 

So that’s coming up. My life is SUPER boring these days… Busy, but like, with boring life stuff. Anyway, I have some interesting stuff coming up, so I should be posting more in the near future. 

ALSO, like or comment if you think Keemit should stay on the blog! He’s a valuable member and could use your support. Even a simple like will help! 

Love you all! 😘


I Swim in Tears


Hey guys! I had this written like three days ago, but I forgot about it and never uploaded. Sorry about that!

What’s up, bitches? It’s Cece and I can’t sleep so I’m here, writing a post, which may not be posted until morning, and I’m impersonating characters from tv shows. (Supernatural’s Charlie, anyone?) 

I’m not crazy, I swear. 

So today, er, yesterday I guess, since it’s very early morning, was my last day of school! Exams ended and I think I did pretty well, and Friday (today) is makeups, which means we don’t have to go in if we don’t have a makeup exam! Woohoo! 

I’m a little sad, though. My favorite teacher (English) is leaving to teach at another school, so I won’t even be able to visit next year 😦 

A whole bunch of people who had her contributed to a huge card, though, which was nice. I’ll miss her. She taught a lot of valuable things, much of it outside the curriculum. 

She inspired me to be myself even when it’s difficult, or to at least never forget who I am inside. The first thing I remember her telling us back in September was that we would be venturing outside our comfort zones throughout the year. I was terrified. But I mean, I did it. I got up in front of my class and gave a speech on homophobia, and it didn’t kill me. I came out in that speech, albeit subtly. And I don’t think I could have without the lessons she taught us about life. 

I’m getting all mushy. 

I spent all afternoon crying today–yesterday–whatever. First because it’s the end if the year and I am truly the most nostalgic person you’ll ever meet. I believe it comes from a deep hatred and slight fear (or at least discomfort) at even the prospect of change. I’m strange, I know, but this helped me on my English final. Don’t ask. 

Then I was crying even more because I was watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer. I love Willow and Tara, and currently they just got together, which makes me cry with joy, but then I know Tara dies later on, so you know, that’s emotional. 

And then combine that with a cold that leaves me leaking fluids from every hole in my face and you get a crying, coughing, tissue-covered heap of a girl drowning in snot. 

Well, hasn’t this post taken a pleasant turn. I’m going to leave you guys here before I say anything worse. As always, love you all.


Quick edit: I’m much better. I woke up Friday morning with less of a cold and by Saturday I was mostly all better!

Living a Pixelated Life


Living a pixelated life,

not everything is clear.

I’m looking, searching, scrying

for deeper meaning.

Anything but the usual ‘queer’.

Soon I’ll be free

from this four-sided trap.

I’m scratching, pushing, pulling

just to get out.

I’m fed up and done with this crap.

Where is he that I’ll hold in my arms?

I want to unhook my brain

from these tube-fed farms.

One day the worlds will collide.

Pixel meets organic

and I’ll be me

with pride.

A Guide to Social Interaction





Says the voice in my head. 

Stop for a moment; 

Just be very still. 

Look at what they’re doing, 

And don’t ask stupid questions. 

Look at how they walk: 

With a skip or dragging feet? 

Notice their expression: 

A frown? A smile? 

Something in between? 

Close your eyes and listen 

To their conversation. 

Don’t butt right in, 

Especially if you don’t know what’s going on. 

Breathe and try your best. 

Ignore the tug of hurt 

When you don’t know for sure 

If you’ve done something wrong. 

Everyone makes those mistakes… 


I Look at You


I look at you

and my heart skips a beat

caught up in your eyes

I trip over my feet

I look at you

and think of the day

when I can love you

without hearing


I look at you

and make the choice

I don’t want to live

without your voice

I look at you

and think “is this love?”

your body against mine

we fit like a glove

I look at you

and there’s a click

you’re the one

I choose,

I pick

In the hallway

I feel a slight shove

but I look at you

and know its love.


Our New Creative Writing Section


I realize this was not actually posted on Wednesday (yesterday), because I saved it as a draft instead of posting it. That is something I would do accidentally. Just keep in mind I wrote this yesterday, so to me it was Wednesday. 

Hey guys, Cece here!

I know it’s Wednesday, but I didn’t post yesterday because today I come bearing news! We now have a new Creative Writing Section!

Basically, we will post stories, poems, or whatever else we care to write.

The even better news: YOU GUYS CAN WRITE FOR US, TOO!

We are accepting submissions of stories, poems, and other types of writing at any time. We will review your story (this could take a short time or it could be longer, so be patient) before deciding whether to post it or not, and we’ll get back to you if we decide not to.

If you want to submit a story, email it to us at:


Just be sure to double check when you email us, because the email has two Ts! 🙂

The last thing I have to give are the rules:

1. If you write a short story, it must be 5,000 words or fewer in length

2. All short stories must be either fiction or about you. We don’t want a story that’s all gossip about the mean girl in your biology class.

3. You have to give us a name (it does not have to be your real name) so we can give credit.

4. It is a possibility that you will not be featured as an author; we have to review your work first.

Thanks for reading guys! Love you all 🙂