In my last journal I talked about meeting Josh and the kiss that made me see fireworks! Over the last few days our relationship has grown into boyfriend/boyfriend status, and as it's been before, the clock's ticking for my eventual departure.
I've met a number of boys (and a few girls too), gotten to know them quickly, and if it's cool with them, gone far real quick. I hope you know what I mean by that?
Mom and I started a new chapter in our lives, this time on the Atlantic coast of Florida. We've been near here before, so it's not entirely a new place, and for a change that's nice.
We're living in a high rise condo this time, and on Tuesday I met a boy my age named Josh, our Mom's actually work at the same hospital. He's cute, kind of girlish, and a bit overweight, which I like. The first time he had me over I found out he's Jewish, unless they have a Menorah on display as a artwork. I doubt that.
I wrote before that I'm now home schooled, and I'm now going to write about the realities of it, both good and bad.
I'm enrolled as a student at my hometown middle school and I take the same classes as my friends, using the same books. The biggest difference is the amount of time I spend, which is around 4-5 hours a day. I also have the option of moving at a faster or slower pace, but I'm actually ahead of my peers now and school just started for them. There's a minimum number of days I have to be in school (180) but I go beyond that.
Last time I wrote about how I move with my Mom every 13 weeks as she starts a new assignment as a travel nurse, and now I want to go into some of the realities of this kind of lifestyle. Believe it or not, it's not as bad as it may seem.
I've waiting a long time to write this, my first journal, and while the days are running out on this site I still think I can contribute something to it.
I'm Alex, I'm almost fourteen, and I'm writing this at the 28th address I've lived at in my life. Yes, you read that correctly.