Hi, my name is Jay. I'm 19 years old, I eat (sometimes), sleep (if I get tired enough), and bathe (usually). I'm just your everyday, garden variety, run-of-the-mill 19 year old.
Well, except for a few things.
I'm asexual. An asexual person is defined as somebody who doesn't, probably never has, and most likely never will, experience sexual attraction.
I know, I know. Amoebas are asexual. Potatoes are asexual. Heck, even earth worms are asexual.
To answer a few questions: I don't mate with myself, I can't split into two identical Jays, and no, I have not and never will meet the right guy. Thank you for your concern, but I am not faking it. This is just who I am, and I've learned to accept myself. I'm here to bring awareness and visibility of the asexual community to the general population. I understand that I'm probably not going to get far with my little blog, but hey, it's worth a try.
Through my blog, you will learn that I can be sentimental, depressing, witty, sarcastic, clever, funny, pissed off and sometimes downright stupid. My mind is almost always working, therefore I get very little sleep, so don't be surprised if you see many typos only a drunkard wouldn't catch.
Speaking of that. I don't drink or do drugs, I don't like to have my mind altered in any way. I rant /alot/, as in muchos rant-os. If somebody gets on my nerves, they hear about it. If somebody gets on my nerves and I'm talking to somebody else too, the other person will hear about it. My rants are usually semi-long, and some of them I get worked up about, so worked up to the point of a red face and squeaky voice.
More on that later.
Thanks for reading, and make sure to recommend my blog to anybody who may be curious about this rare sexuality.
Orevwa for now,
-Jay
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