Coming out, I am. To the world, and school. I'm not changing my mind. I am sick of keeping part of myself a secret, so I'm not going to do it any more. Anyone at school on monday, assumes I like guys, makes a bitchy gay joke, "Scusemoi, yeah, you. I don't know why you think that's funny, and I could just say that I'm offended for moral reasons, but it gets personal, because I'm bi. Oh, don't raise your eyebrows that way, and no, I'm not just saying that to 'be an individual', it's actually the way I am." (Yes, I do feel the need to defend myself, cut me some slack, it's hard to be the one of very few who bother not to dress and act like everyone else at the school, and in defending my actions, I have realized, the people I go to school with understand you better when you're in their faces, and when you affirm who you are) or something like that. I already put it in my autobiography, which my English teacher has requested that I read excerpts from at an assembly on Tuesday. My research paper for Umbridge is about homophobia and gay bashing in american schools. I'm out to my family (brother, father, mother), councelor and closest friends. Why not let everyone else know. I know that some people will take it the wrong way (my queer-ness), and all the ignorant people I know (and some who I don't) will whisper about me, play cruel jokes on me, and who knows what else, but I can deal with all that crap. I get stuff like that every day because of my opinions, clothes, and the way I dye my hair. I'm done hiding, seriously. But I could use some support, if anybody ends up being really offended by who I am. I guess you never know in this country. Especially in a snooty little private school, grades 6-12, 350ish students, but then again, maybe I'm wrong. Probably not, the last girl to come out at derryfield tried to commit suicide twice, ended up being on drugs, and had to transfer schools. I'm scared, but I need to do this. For me. So I'm coming out.