It's been ages since I actually updated this thing, I didn't die. I feel like I've lived under a rock for the past months almost eight. Didn't quite make it a year. A refresher, I'm a lesbian, fifteen and I started high school this year.
My parents divorced a week after school started. My mom's boyfriend was living with us ....two months after they announced their divorce which was three months before it was final. I don't like him at all. Thankfully he doesn't still live with us but they still date.... a lot. He doesn't care I'm gay, he went to pride which makes me sound like a bitch to say I don't like him. He's an asshole. Doesn't pay child support, for the two kids that are still under 18(Demi and Dillion who live in Wisconsin. I've never been to wisconsin. I hear it's cold), he's very sexist, racist and pretty much doesn't like anyone who isn't straight, white, and an athelete like himself. But what really puts the icing on the cake is that he gives off that child rapist vibe, I'm sure most people know what I mean. When I wear a shirt that isn't a t-shirt he tells me to change that "you're showing to much clevage" and he's talking to me. A skirt above my knee is also something he tells me to change. I ignore him, he isn't my father and I hate him.
I don't like school. My teachers either scare me or hate me and it's only the second week of the second semester. I'm not there today because my dad had the flu last week and I told him I felt ill. My gym class thinks I'm dating my best friend. My best friend is pissed at me because everyone is now accusing her of being a lesbian. I didn't do anything to make them think that. I'm sorry if anyone is a cheerleader but at my school, I can't stand them and there are quite a lot of them in my gym class so I choose not to play basketball with them. And when I was dating a chick no one even thought anything of it, now that I'm not they think I'm a lesbian. GREAT TIMING! She's my family, I'm not dating her.
Nobody panic or yell at me I know it's bad for you, but I took up smoking because I am so stressed out. Juggling classes, parents, friends(which I seem to be loosing a lot lately), and trying to get my GPA up. No, not maintain it, but bring it up because colleges don't want scenero number one, a drop out junkie to become a psycologist and get a diploma from them. Scenero number two my GPA is only a 3.34 or something like that when I graduate but I worked my ass off. What will probably happen: I'll end up in a mental hospital for actually having the capacisty to think of all the things I do on a daily basis and won't get my degree because you have to be crazy to be a psycologist, not certifiably.
In my fifteen years of life I've never had the attention span to listen to my family explain my family's uniqueness. Yesterday my cousin was telling me that my great great aunt Janet had a stroke which is why she didn't come visit with my other aunts. I have retained some knowledge in my years to know that Janet isn't actually related to me, she's Jo's lover(Jo being short for Josephine, I had to explain that for 10 minutes to my sister). Jo however, was there and it was nice to see that she wasn't alienated like I was though it's been 60 or so years since she came out. It's not a new thing. On my grandfather's side, he has a sister Connie who is also a lesbian I can never remember her partner's name. I'll see them in June for the reunion. Of course my family doesn't speak of this at all, my cousin thought Janet was related which is gross if you thought about so don't. I didn't explain about the gay thing cause I'm probably babysitting her this summer and might get to have my "friends" over. this is the cousin who's mom "experimented" in college. I think she's bi and hiding it but then again I don't tell just anyone that and you didn't hear it from me.
Wow, I've been up to no good and I probably have a heap of homework. I need food, later.