So I leave the bathroom I sit in for 45 minutes while I skip band, and go to wait for the bus, when this girl...er...let's call her TM. Anyways, she comes up to me and starts bitching to me about her friend, and I just nod, and eventually the subject changes. She goes "Hey, we should go swimming in the river sometime, just you and me." and I'm thinking ~Well FFFFUUUUUU...I mean...she's bi, so I could tell her I'm gay, and she'll support me I guess...but she ALSO told everyone that I smoked weed with her and Bitch-Rant-Friend.~ THEN she goes on to say "Do you want to walk home?" (We live on the same street). And, thankful that it's hot out and I only wear jeans, I say "Well, it's too fucking hot out." And she agrees. So I am totally getting this vibe that she likes me, and even Bitch-Rant-Friend said that she said I was cute. Which is a lie, but whatever. :D
Nothing much is going on, I came home, ranted to some..er...person on here. Fell asleep while doing so, and woke up at 8. I have finals tomorrow, it's 11 o' clock, and I am in no way tired. Well, actually, since I woke up, put in my favorite movie (Repo! The Genetic Opera FTW), and cleaned my room up until now, I am feeling drowzy. So yeah, ever since that day in which i was all loopy and shit, I've been careful to get to sleep at 12 or earlier. Gah, I remember when staying up to 12 was a big accomplishment, and staying up to 1 was almost IMPOSSIBLE. Although my mom brought home milkshakes at midnight when she got home from work, and I'd stay awake for them. ^_^ OMG!!! I THINK I SHOULD INFORM Y'ALL 'BOUT MY OLD HOUSE!!!
So about 4 years ago, I lived in this place called, er, OldHousePlace. The DAY we moved in, my mom and her friend were unpacking, and I was playing on the stairs, when me and her friend saw a shadow move up the stairs, past me, and into my room. She was just like "Well, i gotta go..." and she legit peed on the floor, which we found out later. ANDDDD, I would always close my closet door, for no apparent reason, it was just scary (This is the age range of 5-10 1/2). One night, I flat out CRASHED, and left my closet door open. And I swear, that was the 1st and ONLY night I've ever had a nightmare in that house. It was about a ghost, that lived in my closet, and he tried to trap me in there. ANOTHER time happened when me and sister (would've been, er, 13 at this time?) were laying in my racecar bed, yeah, pimpin. Anyways, we were hangin' out, when we heard a thud. We look in the hallway, when a big black mass, like a living shadow, just zoomed towards us. We both screamed and ran downstairs, and honestly, we didn't sleep for 2 nights. It was so traumatizing...anyways, that's my 1st hand experience there. ^_^ We actually hired a psychic before we moved out, and she said that the most haunted places were my room, and the hallway up there.
Ah, in more important news, I've found out what I'm doing in terms of coming out to parents. Despite the thought of being kicked out if I tell her, I'm bracing myself, and I'm going to write her a letter, and email it to her. that way I don't have to have that *Confrontational Awkwardness* and I've read plenty of stories where this was an effective alternative to just plain ol' telling someone. So yeeeeaaaahhhhh, that's where my life is at right now. :S