It's 1st period. I'm working on an essay for Harper Lee's To Kill A Mockingbird. I leave the main library to go to the outer library to ask a friend what page the particular quote I needed to support my point was. I open my mouth to ask my question, and instead I am cut off by my other friend asking "Are the rumors true?"

So, I've been officially "out and about" per se since Monday, and it's beenpretty dang great. It's still quite wild to be able to talk about my crush to my friends so openly, and have no problem doing it. Everytime I see her (my crush), my heart flutters.

I can out of the closet today, and to mixed results too. I've said before that I didn't ever plan on telling my parents that I'm bi, but I changed my mind and decided that they should know.

So, I got into a fight with my mom yesterday over the state of my bedroom. Apparently, I am dirty and filthy and there is a dissconnect between how I always leave the house looking gorgeous and made up, but I put my face on in a dirty bedroom. Which is strange considering I cleaned my room two days ago, but as usual, I'm not good enough.

It’s wishful
Thinking that you’re going to be with me
And we’ll be together forever
Which is a long time
To not really understand
The feeling within
Me and you is entirely impossible
To keep going on like this
Feelings are so hard to deal with
My love for you going one way
Off the road of our destinies
I look at you and think
Wishfully

I’m hoping