Well, let's start with where I am. I am now in my house, at 6:38. Yes, I should be getting ready for school. But my teacher isn't very good at explaining things, so I'm going to be tardy because of 'alarm clock failures' because the homework annoyed the fuck outta me. Like, factor x^4-12x^2+11=0. Frustrating. Oh, on a better note, Gaga's new song is out. Judas. I....am....in....llooovvveee with this song. :D
oooo, oooo, ooo!!! Updates on JH and another person. :)
So yes, if you can tell by the title, this is another journal about JH. So I was at musical practice and he was walking around backstage, which was dark obviously. I was wondering around when I ran into him on accident (making a really loud noise with my guitar prop, and a whole bunch of people 'shush'ed us) we didn't even talk. I tried to move past him, me not being in a good mood today (I'll talk after this about it.) when he turned me around and began, like, caressing my face. Mainly my cheek/chin area.
I feel so...I dunno. JH (read last post if you don't know) was on Facebook, and I thought "he won't talk to me..." and yet, he did. we got to talking about play practice, and I told him "I'll be late, tomorrow." and he said "Same with me. :3" so I asked why. He said "Going to see my psychologist." This got me to thinking; Why in the world would he have a psychologist? In person, he seems very upbeat and positive. But he informed me, for the first time since I've known him, that he has depression.
Have you ever had a crush on someone? What am I saying? Of course you have. Hasn't everyone? Well...have you ever been so...I don't want to say "obssesed" but....have you ever had such a big crush that thinking of the person make your heart just...get all heavy? I'm getting that feeling right now. :) his name is...er...I'll call him JH. He just moved to our school this year, although I've had him on Facebook because he's a friend of one of my friends' boyfriend. Yeah. Complicated.
So, I just found out today that if I skip one more day of school, I may get held back Freshman year. I did skip today, but I'm guessing that's not including today. God I hope not. It's really the school district's fault. I mean...they HAVE a Zero Tolerance Policy for bullying, death threats and all that shizz, but I get bullied on a daily basis and nothing happens. This kid threatens to bring his new Pistol, which he announced at our lunch table, that has a silencer, to the Sweetheart dance. He said "I'm gonna look like a hitman at the dance" and "I'll kill all the bad people.
Dang it, I wrote a whole bunch here, and then my computer shut off and didn't save my Internet Explorer...>_<. Okay, well, let me start off by saying I'm not ACTUALLY emo. The people at school call me that because I happen to dress that way, sort of, and I listen to some of that genre of music. Ah, music. That is another thing I love. When you see me writing, reading, or anything else, it's usually while I listen to music.
Hi, my name is Chris. I'm 15 years old, and I'm gay. I'm classified in school as "Emo"-ish, even though I hardly am. I'm still in the closet, even though I am absolutley dying to get out of it. But my mom is kinda opposed to gays, and calls it "A choice" and that it's "like a fucking fashion statement now". So I don't think telling her will occur any time soon. But my hobbies include writing, reading, playing on the computer and almost any other game system I have...I really don't know what else to include.