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 <title>shit happens, I guess...</title>
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 <description>&lt;!--paging_filter--&gt;&lt;p&gt;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 &quot;ungrateful cocksucker&quot;...man--th&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Wed, 22 Nov 2006 02:41:01 +0300</pubDate>
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 <title>Things...and how they&#039;ve been</title>
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 <description>&lt;!--paging_filter--&gt;&lt;p&gt;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&#039;re either going to Pittsburgh or NYC, depending on how much gas money we can scrounge.  And...she introduced me (even though it&#039;s through myspace) to a guy she met at her new school...and he&#039;s gay...and cute...and really cool.&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Wed, 08 Nov 2006 06:37:37 +0300</pubDate>
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 <title>too much...</title>
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 <description>&lt;!--paging_filter--&gt;&lt;p&gt;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&#039;m cold, and I find a note that reads something like &quot;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.&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Mon, 23 Oct 2006 01:51:17 +0400</pubDate>
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 <title>I&#039;m offically out (mostly)</title>
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 <description>&lt;!--paging_filter--&gt;&lt;p&gt;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 &quot;freak&quot;, etc.  I replied &quot;Well, it&#039;s my body, why do you care?&quot;  to which he said &quot;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.&quot;  Then, I replied (probably a dumb move) &quot;Well, they don&#039;t accept homosexuals into the military.&quot;  He just got a blank look on his face, and then after about a minute, he said &quot;Well, maybe the Coast Guard will take you.&quot;  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.&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Mon, 18 Sep 2006 04:54:04 +0400</pubDate>
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 <title>SO MAD--do I report this to the admin.?</title>
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 <description>&lt;!--paging_filter--&gt;&lt;p&gt;While in Chem. class today, we were talking about the ancient Greeks&#039; and Romans&#039; contributions to science.  It was all fine, and I, of course, dominated the discussion (I don&#039;t mean to be arrogant...but I&#039;m in class with a bunch or morons, the teacher isn&#039;t much better, and I&#039;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 &quot;...but there was a lot of homosexuality in ancient Greek culture, which eventually led to their downfall.&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Fri, 15 Sep 2006 02:41:05 +0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Came out!</title>
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 <description>&lt;!--paging_filter--&gt;&lt;p&gt;TO MY MOM!!!  I&#039;m so happy!  And she was fine with it...her reply was &quot;Oh, ok--that&#039;s great, and I&#039;m glad you trust me,&quot; (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&#039;ll call her back.  My mom gave me the whole &quot;I&#039;m glad you could trust me, etc...&quot; speech.  Then she said &quot;Umm...does Kate know?&quot;  My reply:  &quot;Hah!  Yes, Kate knows.&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Sun, 06 Aug 2006 07:39:49 +0400</pubDate>
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 <title>I&#039;m too dependant...</title>
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 <description>&lt;!--paging_filter--&gt;&lt;p&gt;My very best friend in the world is a girl (I&#039;m a guy).  I tell her everything, and she tells me.  We are so close, that she often tells people that I&#039;m her brother.  The problem is this:  she graduates next spring, and I&#039;m a year behind her in school.  Is it odd that I&#039;ve completely reconsidered what colleges I might attend, so as to be close to her?  I mean--is that weird?  I love Kate...it&#039;s not a sexual love, or even an &quot;I-want-a-relationship&quot; love...it&#039;s much more of an admiration kind of thing...I owe everything to her.&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Mon, 17 Jul 2006 08:06:30 +0400</pubDate>
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 <title>I can be myself here</title>
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 <description>&lt;!--paging_filter--&gt;&lt;p&gt;I can be myself here--and I like that.  I&#039;m a homosexual, but a lot of people that I&#039;m close to don&#039;t know it.  My best guy friend doesn&#039;t know, and he can&#039;t know...he wouldn&#039;t understand.  But my very best friend in the whole world, named Kate--well, she knows.  She has known since I&#039;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.&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Sat, 15 Jul 2006 09:19:00 +0400</pubDate>
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