I am SO SICK. Eugh. This always happens to me right at the beginning of school breaks. Maybe I should miss more school.
I have a fever. My brain hurts. My vision is weird. Blah. :(
So I figured I'd get online, to distract myself. In stead of lying there unable to sleep pondering how shitty I feel.
In other news, my dad knows. Kind of. See, what happened is yesterday we spent all day talking about gay people. From who's secretly gay in our family to gay movies to gay hair. Then, at night, we were still talking about that stuff, when he starts saying that it's every father's secret dream that his daughters will be lesbians.
Then he asked about my boyfriend, and I said we broke up. He said, "Why? He's a stoner, isn't he?"
"Yeah, he is. But the reason we broke up had more to do with uh. Him being. Male, than a stoner."
"Oh." He thinks this over for a moment. "So you were more put off by his being male than by his being a stoner?"
"You were more put off by him being MALE than by him being a STONER."
"Well. In the context of the world, I'm more offended by his being a stoner. But in terms of our relationship, the reason it ended had more to do with his being male."
"Hmm. You were more offended by his being male than by his being a stoner." Then he giggled, and said it like five more times...
So he MUST know, right? I mean come on.
Today he took me to lunch and asked if I'd mind if one of his friends (who just so happens to be a lesbian) came with us. She wasn't actually available, but... I dunno. He's certainly not upset or anything.
I guess in a little while I'll have to actually say, "Dad. I'm gay." So that everybody can officially know everything.
Wow, I feel like shit. Okay. Maybe I will go back to bed now.