Of course, I never got called, and now I'm 99% sure Matt was never interested me. But beyond the petty world of relationship searching is life ( Read more... )

Today I missed school to discover the wonders of being gay in Boulder at the Safe Schools Coalition conference up at CU. All the GSAs from the local high schools attended. I was both anticipating and dreading this event, mostly because my singing class crush, Matt was going to be there. My therapist urged me to ask him out rather than wallowing in ( Read more... )

I don't understand anymore how I react to things or why I do. On facebook I was just invited to a group for our school's production of Little Shop of Horrors. I refused to join. And felt really hurt and insulted by it really. I don't want to be invited to the damn show. I don't even want to go to it, and nobody understands that. Up until now I have ( Read more... )

I spend so much time thinking I hardly have any time to live in between. Every moment has started to contain a revelation or a frustration, often both. The only time my brain finally quiets its boisterous voice is when I'm with friends. I love both thought and friends, but it is always my thoughts that weigh on me. While I sing, I have to stay ( Read more... )

I am falling into the bad habit of not updating very often. Apparently the only time I think to write is after awakening in the middle of the night. It's really only 1:15 AM or so, but I went to bed around 10:30 in the hopes of catching up on my sleep a bit, but woke up about an hour ago and was unable to fall back asleep. So, of course, I got on ( Read more... )

I just realized that I have not posted a thing since I've returned home. Needless to say, my summer was absolutely brilliant and I appreciated all of the mail and attempted lobstergrams ( Read more... )

This will be my last post before I head off into the world of Interlochen for seven weeks. I return around August 6 or so, and I will miss you all TERRIBLY. BUT! There is a solution. Send me letters, please, and lots of them. My address at camp will be ( Read more... )

I don't precisely know what to think about the SAT I spent four hours completing this morning at an unfamiliar school with unfamiliar people. It felt much more difficult to me than did the ACT, a sentiment I share with almost nobody. Part of it may have been the ten sections rather than four. Part of it may have been the problems I've been having ( Read more... )

So I havd a huge muscle spasm in my neck on monday that kept me from moving my head without EXCRUCIATING pain. I went to Urgent Care and they drugged me up on Addaban (I have no idea how this is really spelled), so that my head could move, and let me go. My head can now move (almost) all the way around, but right now the site of the spasm hurts ( Read more... )

With one quarter of an hour left in my free period I have finally taken the initiative, faced my demons of laziness, and decided to update my dusty livejournal. The horrid hell of JCS has long since swung to a close, and the end of the school year tantalizingly approaches. I have three final projects due this week, determining my grade in at least ( Read more... )