The weeks just keeps getting better and better...sunday was my 16th birthday. I spent it laying around the house, doing nothing, because my best friend moved about 7 weeks ago and I never see her and all my other friends were busy...spent the day fighting with my mom...and today, I get home from school, and my stepdad starts a fight with me and refers to me as an "ungrateful cocksucker"...man--th

Some of you may (or probably not) remember me posting about my best friend, Kate, moving...well, she and I have been hanging out almost every weekend. We have off 4 days this weekend, so we're either going to Pittsburgh or NYC, depending on how much gas money we can scrounge. And...she introduced me (even though it's through myspace) to a guy she met at her new school...and he's gay...and cute...and really cool.

Well, my best friend moved about 2-3 weeks ago...let me explain. I share a locker with her, because she only has one class (in the morning) so I use her locker...a monday a few weeks ago, I get my hoodie out third period because I'm cold, and I find a note that reads something like "Taylor, please get your stuff out of my locker--I moved in with my mom and enrolled there, so I need to clear out my locker.

Well, I told my step-dad the other night that. We were arguing, because I had asked my mom to allow me to get my ears pierced. She told my step-dad, and he confronted me about it. He asked me why I insist on going out of my way to be a "freak", etc. I replied "Well, it's my body, why do you care?" to which he said "Listen, when you live in my house, you abide by my rules, and the only way you can leave before you graduate is if you enlist in the military." Then, I replied (probably a dumb move) "Well, they don't accept homosexuals into the military." He just got a blank look on his face, and then after about a minute, he said "Well, maybe the Coast Guard will take you." I then just left, and went to my room and called my best friend Kate and told her about it...she encourages me to come out.

While in Chem. class today, we were talking about the ancient Greeks' and Romans' contributions to science. It was all fine, and I, of course, dominated the discussion (I don't mean to be arrogant...but I'm in class with a bunch or morons, the teacher isn't much better, and I'm taking Latin III and studying ancient Greek). Then, my teacher (a man) makes a comment that really offended me--he said something along the lines of "...but there was a lot of homosexuality in ancient Greek culture, which eventually led to their downfall.

TO MY MOM!!! I'm so happy! And she was fine with it...her reply was "Oh, ok--that's great, and I'm glad you trust me," (more or less). Then, I called my best friend Kate to tell her, and she said she was super proud of me, etc. Anyway, my mom comes into my room half-way through our call, so I tell Kate I'll call her back. My mom gave me the whole "I'm glad you could trust me, etc..." speech. Then she said "Umm...does Kate know?" My reply: "Hah! Yes, Kate knows.

My very best friend in the world is a girl (I'm a guy). I tell her everything, and she tells me. We are so close, that she often tells people that I'm her brother. The problem is this: she graduates next spring, and I'm a year behind her in school. Is it odd that I've completely reconsidered what colleges I might attend, so as to be close to her? I mean--is that weird? I love Kate...it's not a sexual love, or even an "I-want-a-relationship" love...it's much more of an admiration kind of thing...I owe everything to her.

I can be myself here--and I like that. I'm a homosexual, but a lot of people that I'm close to don't know it. My best guy friend doesn't know, and he can't know...he wouldn't understand. But my very best friend in the whole world, named Kate--well, she knows. She has known since I've known. She was the first to know after I realized that I might like guys. She was the first to know when I got my first kiss from another guy.