February 1998

Home For the Holidays

"When you go home, do you look around and wonder: 'Who are these people; where did I even come from.' I mean you look at them all just sitting there, they look familiar, but who the hell are they?'" from "Home For the Holidays"

Two weeks with family is not my idea of fun. I mean, every once in a while, family is OK, but this neurotic bunch of strangers can get to you after a while. I told my friends that I was boycotting $ (the holiday formally known as Christmas) this year, because it had become too commercial and pointless, but they still gave me cards. I didn't ask for anything from my family, but I still received gifts, of course.

I spent my vacation with my father and grandparents. They live out in the cow country of western Massachusetts, so it was very boring, even though I had plenty to do. Along with my regular school work, I had three essays to write for a scholarship I'm applying for at Simon's Rock College (http://www.simons-rock.edu). It's a small college out in the southwestern corner of Massachusetts that specializes in accepting kids one or two years earlier than conventional colleges; if I'm lucky, I could be starting there next school year...yeah!

I was pretty cynical about this holiday season ("I'm not cynical, just experienced."), and spending New Years Eve with my grandparents didn't add to the excitement at all. (The ball dropped, ooh, ahh.) But, January 2, my cousin and aunt from Texas flew up. I get along really well with my cousin, who is my age and her arrival brightened my mood.

The first night she was there, we stayed up late watching "Home For the Holidays," the source of my quote. It's probably my favorite movie of all time, because it's so true to life, and I swear it's based on my family. It's about a single mother, Claudia, who, the day before she flies home to Baltimore for Thanksgiving, is fired from her job. Her sixteen year-old daughter then drives her to the airport and informs her that she and her boyfriend are going to have sex, "Happy Thanksgiving, mom." Claudia must then fly (she hates flying) to Baltimore and face the family without her younger brother, Tommy, who is her only ally in the family. Tommy is gay (you knew it had to get in here somehow, right?) but not accepted by the family except for Claudia, which makes for some very interesting (and well done) battle scenes. Well, I won't spoil it for you, but I recommend it.

I think I started writing a pseudo-stream-of-consciousness column again...

The next night, my cousin and I stayed up late again, talking. She was telling me about her love life, and I commented about how much better hers was compared to mine; she wanted to know more, but I was a bit reluctant to tell her. Eventually, I decided to tell her all the details. I had been thinking about coming out to her for a while, and it seemed like the right time. I took out the gay pride bracelet that I keep in my wallet (I wish I could wear it!) and gave it to her and asked if she knew what it was. She didn't, and I told her that it was a gay pride bracelet. "She [referring to my ex, to which I had never assigned a sex] gave it to you?" I told her no. "You're gay?" I told her I was, and she thought it was great, because now she could tell me all about the cute guys at her school!

We stayed up very late that night talking, and I am very happy that I came out to her.

There's not much to report on the school front, we've only been back to school since the fifth, and we have mid-years this week (the week of the twelfth), but I will keep all of you updated.

I should go study for my Latin mid-year now...agricola (farmer, first declension), agricolae, agricolae, agricolam, agricola, agricolae, agricolarum, agricolis, agricolas, agricolis...ager(field, second declension), agri, agro, agrum, agro, agrii, agrorum, agris, agros, agris...sum(to be, present tense), es, est, sumus, estis, sunt...cogito ergo sum(I think therefore I am)...illegitimi non carborundum (Don't let the bastards grind you down.)...

until next month,




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