I want to start by thanking everyone who made comments on my first posting here, it feels great to be welcomed like that and I hope I don't disappoint anyone with what I write.
I wrote a bit about my involvement with sports and Boy Scouts, and those are the main things I'm involved with. Playing ball is a great release from the monotony of this boring area, but it also takes up a lot of my life. Sometimes too much, especially football. I'm good at it and my friends and school rely on me to play, but honestly it's my least favorite sport, and having to play offense and defense takes everything out of me. I would get killed for saying this but I love when football season's over, and dread when it starts again.
Basketball is my favorite sport, with baseball a close second. I love the action and running and having to make split second decisions in basketball, and just the difficulty of baseball keeps me interested in it. I'm not a big fan of many pro athletes just because of the attitudes and the drugs and stupidity, but for now playing gives me something to focus on besides the other things in my life. Being a athlete is tough enough, being a gay athlete is even harder. I know I'll write about this on here quite a bit.
My Dad always tells me that school is my job, and there I deal with tons of pressure. I'm popular, people already say that I'm going to be the valedictorian, and I'm a good student even though the classwork bores me to tears. Our school district is poor and it shows in the ancient computers we have and the lack of updated textbooks. I spend as much time online doing research and reading as I can. I know that if I want to escape this town I have to use my brain, and it's not going to be stimulated at school.
Girls are another pressure that I have to deal with. For some reason there's more boys than girls at my school, and being a popular athlete makes me a good "catch". I have a "girlfriend" who's secretly a F2M trans but everyone just calls her "funny" or "The Freak". Alex is a close friend of mine and someone I care deeply about, and the fact that (s)he has a pussy makes my lack of girl chasing acceptable. Everyone knows we're a couple and they question what I see in Alex, but that doesn't stop the girls at school from trying to get me.
Girls give me their panties on a regular basis (which become presents for a nerdy straight friend of mine) and I've had several girls tell me they'll do whatever I want if I go out with them. That drives me insane but I have Alex as a smokescreen, and so far nobody's ever questioned my sexuality, just my taste in girls.
I should mention that Alex is a short haired, A-Cup tomboy who always gets confused for a boy. Now the attraction should make sense, and s(he) is how I really discovered my gayness. I'll write about that soon, I promise.
I'm enjoying this site, and glad that I can write on here. I have to sneak on here to write my journals, but I'll do everything possible to become a regular contributor.