so the most awkward thing happened during christmas.
my grandma asked about my sex life (by the way non-existant) which was kind of weird*sarcasm*(it was really weird)
she didnt directly ask, she was more like" are you in a relationship".
her: oh i really want grandchildren
Me(in my head ) : well that sucks
Well this is my very first post ever. Let me introduce myself. I am a freshman in high school due to turn 15 years old in a matter of days. I wouldn't consider myself very popular, in fact, I can't stand preps. I'm actually pretty awkward. I hate school, my parents, and I hate the stereotypes accompanying sexuality. The only things I truly love in life are my extended family, my friends, and music. Oh yeah, and I love my best friend. She's like awesome and a total nerdy Gleek just like me. I'm 100% against bullying and I absolutely love love love love love KellyJane.
Okay, so the other day I had told my cousin that I am a lesbian. I trust her with everything. So I was surprised when my aunt came up to me and asked me if I was gay. I knew my cousin must have told her something, so I figured that I had been in the closet long enough; and I told her the truth. She reacted better then I thought she would. But what really bothers me is that, my cousin told her that thinking I would get kicked out. She was wanting to cause problems between my aunt and I. But today when I got home from school I soon realized that my aunt had also said something to my mom.
A dog whose past is unknown. A youth whose future is unsuspected. August 2007.
I must keep it particularly in mind to get tickets exceptionally early for Deathly Hallows Part II when the time comes. Really I must. I can't let the movie series end without my ever having gone to a midnight premiere. Ah well. I at least went to the midnight release of Deathly Hallows the book, which is more important. And stayed up until almost noon that morning finishing it. I'll probably see Part I tomorrow. Maybe.
I asked my best friend a simple question a few minutes ago. My male best friend, pretty much the only male in whom I haven't completely given up interest. I just asked him what color my eyes are.
He said he doesn't know. We've been good friends since the seventh grade - that's five years! Five years! - and he still doesn't know the color of my eyes. Has he never so much as looked at my eyes?
I thought it might be the end. Of whatever. He had failed me enough times before, hadn't been there when I needed him, but not to know, after five years of friendship, that my eyes are green!
I just wrote something and then I was stupid and pressed a button and the stuff I just wrote is gone.. But I'm in a good mood so I'll just write it again. Whatever...