I've had an eventful past couple of weeks, I suppose. Guess whose last day of high school is May 8th!? MINE! And only Tuesday day is a full day. Monday is a half day, and Wednesday is like one class only. Graduation isn't until the week after next, but my last day of actual classes is the 8th. After that, there's only the AP English exam. And now I don't have to go into school until 10 a.m. because my dual enrollment class ended. It doesn't feel like this is actually happening to me, you know? I've been waiting for this shit to be over with for as long as I can remember, and now it's about to be, and I just can't wrap my brain around that. Soon, I won't be waiting anymore... I'll be really living. I move on September 1st! I got my BU email address on Friday! And I'm coming to University Orientation on July 10th. Everything feels so real now!
Some people in my class are sad. I don't know why. I mean, I'd say about 75% of my classmates are going to the same college, so it's not like they'll even have to miss each other. I think I'll really only end up staying in contact with 2 or 3 people from my class.
I was so sad around this time two years ago and last year because I was being left by FCG and then almost all of my friends, but I don't really feel anything now except the desire to get this shit over with already.
Anyway, I don't like that girl I've been mentioning in my past few posts that much anymore, thankfully. I mean, yeah, she is hot, but she said something that was just, like, wow... I mean, I think I have kind of a high tolerance for stupidity, but sometimes someone just says something so profoundly stupid that I just cannot deal with them for a while. And she's been kind of annoying lately anyway.
Okay, so, she was talking about her boyfriend, right? But, that's not the thing that was too stupid. She then started talking about her ex-boyfriends, and there was this one who was actually pretty cool. He used to go to our school for a few years, so I knew him. She's still on decent terms with him. But, he isn't really like most guys around here. Most guys where I live are into hunting, fishing, farming, that kinda thing, but this guy is, for lack of a better term, kind of a skater type dude? Anyway, according to the girl, the fact that he doesn't do that stuff means he is "feminine" which, in turn, means he's "not masculine enough to like girls." I thought she was kidding at first, like just to make fun of her ex or something, but it turned out she wasn't...
Like, there are so many things wrong with that. I just cannot even begin to wrap my brain around it. According to her logic, my dad is girly because he doesn't do any of that stuff. Yes, my dad is so girly because his big hobby is riding motorcycles rather than going fishing... which apparently also makes him gay. Someone had better tell his fiancee!
Also, "not masculine enough to like girls," she complains to me, her femme lesbian friend. Nice. I thought about saying, "Oh, so you have to be masculine to like girls, hmm?" just to see if it would get her to realize that was really dumb, but I decided not to since someone who has no idea I'm gay was nearby. But, now that I think about it, I guess it doesn't really matter if anyone overhears because I have like 3 days of school left anyway.
I got to see her boyfriend in person a few weeks ago, by the way. He looked dirty, wore a visor (not a hat, but a visor!) inside at night, and mainly communicated in grunts. What a winner.
She kept talking about how it was a massive turn-on that he's a "redneck" anyway. That's the exact terminology she used. (I didn't think "redneck" was meant to be a positive thing...?) I'm basically the opposite of him. If really macho "redneck" guys are what turns her on, then she definitely would never like a girl like me who loves big cities and kittens and flowery dresses! But, that's okay because I'm going to meet way hotter girls in Boston. Ones that actually like girls. There was a cute bi girl on one of the BU Facebook groups, so I'm sure there have to be some more somewhere around there, haha!
So, anyway, you guys know how I have a little sister, right? She is 10. She used to be a godawful little brat, but she's actually improved a lot. She's still kind of annoying sometimes, though. I used to not be allowed to tell her I'm gay, but my mom said she can know soon. She's kind of ambivalent about the whole gay thing. One day, she'll say that when she grows up, she wants to start an organization to stop gay kids from getting bullied, and then the next day, she'll say that having a gay sister would just be the worst. (My mom freaked out on her for saying that.)
Like I said, my sister is 10. As a 10 year old, she is in the target demographic for boybands like One Direction (which she loves... actually, "loves" is an understatement). So, she obsesses over all these celebrity guys, especially that One Direction guy with curly hair. But, she hates it because I "never like any famous people." (HAHAHAHA! If only she saw my Tumblr!) Last week, she kept begging me to tell her about any famous people I liked. So, I read her my list... which, of course, consists of only ladies. Sexy blonde ladies, generally. The kid wants me to talk celebrities? Fine. I'll tell her all about the newest addition to my list nonstop every single day, the same way she talks about her One Direction dude.
My sister seemed satisfied with my answers and asked no questions. Fast forward a couple days. She begins a sentence with, "I know no one in this car is gay, but..."
Hahaha. It reminds me of this one friend who has always refused to believe I'm gay and says stuff like, "I have a perfect gaydar. I can ALWAYS sense who's gay, every single time." Really? Every single time? Hmm.
Oh, recently, after the first showing of the senior play, a really hot girl invited me to a party at this other really hot girl's house. Naturally, I accepted. This isn't a thing I do a lot... I wasn't very cool for most of high school, so I rarely got invited to these things. But, hey, I was having car issues, so it wasn't like I'd be driving anywhere.
I was a smash hit. Like, seriously. Everyone was saying stuff like, "YOU'RE THE COOLEST GIRL IN OUR GRADE!" and "I LOVE SUPER DUCK OH MY GOD!" I don't even know why I was so popular. I didn't even actually get drunk, just a little bit buzzed. I remember everything that happened. All I really did was play games and say stupid stuff. But, apparently I'm hilarious? Also, the hot girl who hosted the party wanted hugs before I left, so that was also a definite plus.
So, yeah, I'm cool, apparently. It's a shame everyone only finds out that I'm awesome right before graduation!