Meet Jamie

Alright, here goes nothing.

Hello everyone. My name is Jamie. I'm just your average 19-year-old high school graduate anxiously awaiting the day I leave the comfort of my home and travel more than 2,000 miles to a completely new and foreign place in order to earn a college degree. So why, you may ask, am I writing a blog about something that is generally considered your typical, middle-and-upper class rite of passage? What's so interesting about me? Well, I personally think I stand out (or perhaps blend in?) more than your average college freshman. No, I'm not a genius, or ethnically diverse, or even remotely talented at anything....at all...for that matter. But...

I - Ladies and Gentlemen - was born without (DRUM ROLL PLEASE) 

................a GENDER!

*A bunch of WTFs ensue...

So I know what you're thinking. Some of you are all "Huh?" while others are all "Oh great, he's one of THOSE kids, the ones who don't believe in gender blah blah blah..."

Nope. Not only do I believe in gender, I hope for it every, single day. Long story short, out pops this baby (me) and the mom and pops are all "aawwww what is it?" and the doctor's all "umm..." and so is born a child (me) without any genitalia. On top of that, that same newborn (me again) had to undergo an invasive emergency surgery that essentially gave me a pee-hole/slit thingy. Apparently my body was in the womb working, working, working, and then it got down to the crotchal region and decided it was tired, and felt like it had done a sufficient job (not the most motivated body, the kind that's content with C-level work - it's not like the rest of me is so perfect it makes up for my lack of gender either) and kicked back until Labor Day (get it?). Anyway, that is literally the only way to describe it, as a pee-hole/slit thingy, and I probably won't be posting a pic of it either, so you'll just have to try (not) to visualize it.

For now, I'll let that bomb simmer in your brains for a bit.
Until next time,
Jamie