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September 2nd: School starts
September 2nd: Hannah's birthday
September 11th: Jess's birthday
September 26th: Sara's birthday
September 28th: Lauren's birthday
October 6th: School pictures?
oh, boy!
10/12 This weekend was fun. I guess. Eventful. Went shopping with my mommy-dear
and got dropped off at Vikki's, who I missed! I haven't seen her in forever, and we had fun! Theeeen, Dad picked me up and
brought me to Colchester. Yes. Colchester. Didn't want to really be there... Colleen and Caitlin came... I don't know. You
all know my family? My conservatice, Catholic family who hate *fags*, blacks, and the Jewish?
Know I'm gay.
My darling Caity outed me and she didn't even realize she did it. What happened... was Nick Lache. Okay. Nick Lache used
to be hot. I personally blame it on the addition of Ms. Simpson, but the whole hotness thing just isn't there anymore.
Collie, of course, blames it on the fact that "Well, since Wissa stopped liking MEN and all..." I snapped her a look and she
shut up so fast... Whatever. My family, as we all know, is rather dumb collectively, and I guess no one cared enough
to wonder about it. Then, there's Caitlin. Who, by the way, still doesn't know at this point: "YEAH! Lesbian POW-ah!"
I'm not sure if they believed her at the time
Of course, I'm sitting there, wearing my rainbow ring and rainbow necklace. Doing homework in my notebook that has my
"come out come out wherever you are" rainbow sticker and my "Dip me in honey and throw me to the lesbians" sticker... yeah,
okay, so that was my fault... but it didn't leave much room for debate.
Whole damn family was in the room. lol. Actually
only Daddy and my Uncle Matt, who's the worst of the bunch, heard, and all my cousins who are now afraid of me were there
too. No big loss of course. Dad's been being a bastard since but could be cuz he had to drive alllll the way to Northford
to pick me up the other day. Yeah, went home with Colleen. OMFG, it was sooo awkward... I figured I might as well. It was
kinda like Graphics; what did I have to lose? I wasn't going to lie. They never even asked... just looked at me for a full
minute or so, the whole damn room totally silent, and both walked away. Matt's face was just... omg. I've had ppl look at
me like they're disgusted before, especially when I tell them what I am, but... *shudders* if I didn't hate the bastard already,
well, I woulda broken down crying. It was my Dad that got me. He didn't look quite so disgusted, but... I don't know. Dissappointed,
maybe. It was a really quiet ride from Northford back to Mom's house.. and I don't know what's coming next. For once,
this two houses thing is working out in my favor.
10/1 Woooow. What was it I said? Something about... the lack of homophobia?
God damn.
Well, I'll spare you ALL the details, but this week royally SUCKED in that department. Trashing my club to trashing
my "preference," the ever-popular, if you don't like being made fun of why don't you just change- after all, it's your CHOICE.
Today an anonymous certain female friend of mine caused me to lose faith in her not once, not twice, but three times. Food this
morning- "Dude, if that's for GLASS, I'm so going, are you happy now?" Sitting on the floor during class, had to crack
my neck or whatever it was and I get a "um... what are you looking at?" Oh, Lord. And the other one. "I was hit on by a BI
guy last night! How gross is THAT! Oh, my gosh, Missy. You have no idea how creepy it is to be HIT on by a BISEXUAL.
I... oh. Wait. Well, it WAS creepy." I told her I had to go put my answer on the board and then I didn't come back to my seat.
Ugh. Screw you people. lol. Something like that happened in art class, too, I literally walked out of the classroom
and was gone a good fifteen minutes. But I guess Kat explained everything or at least smoothed it out or something and I haven't
had to sit at the particular table since. And my favorite remark this week? Walking out of the bathroom as someone's walking
in, hearing, "Ew, Melissa! Look, don't molest me, okay?" And getting the door closed on you. Yes. It's been a damn fun week.
I'm doing fine though, belieive it or not, and GLASS today sparked my major retaliation. We're
doing stuff, and I don't care what anyone says. I brought up getting a bulletin board for the club, and the *administrators*
are, well, being little twats. Have I used that word before? Ha. Well. We all already KNEW this, but, HK ticks me
off.
I went to see Wally-boy at Wally-mart... wow, I didn't even mean to do that... and while
doing my art teacher's shopping, because I am also *social chair* of the National Art Honor Committee- I know, I
know, thank you very much- and we came across and started sorted through posters. There was one pretty-boy which almost was,
well, kind of hot. I think it was the hair. Knew he was in some movie or something, took me a minute to find "Orlando Bloom"
in the corner. "ohhhh." I asked Wally if it was bad that I didn't recognize him. "You SAW a full body POSTER and didn't RECOGNIZe
Orlando Bloom." "Yes." "Did you know where he was FROM?" "No." "Yeeeep. You're lesbian."
"You're not pretty enough! You're too fat! You don't do enough herioine!" I love
VH1.
9/16 Yes... Rosh Hashanah... and bunches of people got the day off... but not meeee....
ANYWAYS! What an interesting school year it's turning out to be! I mean, considering how boring it was when we all STARTED...
*shudder* GLASS is going strong, Ben and Jess, and our new member Alfy, and Lindsey doesn't know it yet but she's gonna be
coming soon. We started playing Marco Polo in the hallways to find each other: "Homo!" "Hetero!" omfg. I keep waiting for
somebody to do SOMETHING dumb, nobody's even called me a dyke yet. It's odd. Am I really that insanely happy and confident?
Interesting. Wish I knew this would work half this well last year... but we all learn things that way, don't we? Lol. And,
another nugget of TJ Wisdom right here: "I'm just sure you need to live before you can be confident enough to live, love before
you can be confident enough to be loved, and do before you are confident enough to do the right thing."
Chemistry is my new favorite and most dreaded class... it's like the reciprocol of Graphics, now I gang up on
all the straight kids! Teacher: "What kind of mixture is air?" George: "HOOOMOOO!" Lindsey, of course, looks to me and cracks
up. "Shut up!" George turns around and they both, you know, classic pointing and homo! Look! PUT me in the ZOO why don't we?
Haha. I made a scene in an overly dramatic-funny way, no hard feelings yadda yadda, and I kept waiting for someone to say
something stupid like that and MEAN it, considering our laughter actually STOPPED the class for a time, but nothing. And people
don't ignore me, either. Maybe the school's missed having a "Friendly Neighborhood Lesbian" around.... (Thanks Tracy)....
George burned my rainbow, though, and then you can guess how he put the fire out. lindsey is my new pet heterosexual.
"Homo?" "Uh... okay." "Can I hump things?" "Yes, my dear hetero girl... and you can start with that. Can I sic you on people?"
My locker tried to kill me! Upon hearing this, Chris asked innocently, "And the news IS?"
What's PoliSci?
Uh, try Political Science?
Hey, I don't have college classes!
Yeah, why don't u DO something
with your life? Like GRADUATE? You're SUCH a high schooler!
Yeah? Well ur such a freshman!
Sigh. Kevin, love ya hon, some things never change. TJ... miss you more than words can say. I guess I'm done rambling
now but oh, trust me, I WILL be back!
9/5 DAYUM. School started up again... same schedule, same teachers, same homophobic
dumbass, no names mentioned *coughs*, on my bus and across the hall or in the next room over for EVERY class but one. Seeing
as there's only four- AND HOMEROOM, that's not so bad. And Ben's next store for the one that he isn't, so, yay, I have friends?
Making them doesn't seem like it'll be much of a problem, NAHS and GLASS starting soon, although Jess is insisting we try
for the diversity club point of view to attract more people- the GSA is simply too gay. In a way I agree, but the name is
special to those of us who were there when GLASS was born, and anyways, I came back to school with WAY too many rainbows to
let it all go to waste.
John: And then we saw some of those rare, oh, what are they called again? You know, they look kind of like.. .Big Foot...
oh yes! Hetero boys!
Eurkea: It's only toxic if you eat it!
Jon: GAY?! ME?! I don't TALK gay, I don't WALK gay, and I CERTAINLY don't kiss boys gay!
Steve: Okay, but, what's a Wisaa?
Not too much else is new. Got a puppy and I lost my job. *sighs dramatically* Lol, well, off to do yardwork, see you
in a month or two...
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