Journal

4/7/20

4/7/20- Hello Journal I am back. I did not go on any new adventures yesterday. I finished writing and I ate my lunch in bed because I was cold. I also played volleyball outside but my neighbor seemed annoyed and the smoke from his fire was gross so I went inside. Nothing exciting happened that afternoon.

I did do a couple things differently though. The mom left for work at 3:45 pm and did not come back until midnight. The dad goes to be early because he goes to work at midnight. I waited till he fell asleep and I snuck the big dog downstairs. She normally destroys the fort around my bed but she did not this time. She laid with her head on my shoulder and we cuddled all night. My little dog did not like that. I also ate some cookies and kitkats which I don't normally do but I enjoyed it this time.

You might be a bit confused about my writing style. This is more just my speaking/thought style. I rarely call my mom my mom. I normally call her the mom. It has become such a habit that I do not often notice it and it has found its way into my speech and writing. My boyfriend thinks it is hilarious but the only reason I do it is because my family is not always nice. Calling them the family allows me to detach myself from them.

Not to be depressing or anything but my boyfriend does not have parents. His dad abandoned him and his mom recently passed away. He has lived with his grandparents for most of his life because his mom didn't make enough money and spent the money she did make on drugs. I never did get to meet her but I heard despite everything she was a very nice woman. I met the rest of his family at the funeral. I stumbled on my words and it was very awkward. They invited me to pizza afterwards and I went even though I lived an hour away and had school the next day.

His family was very kind to me even though they made me very sleep deprived the next day. I know he has his issues with them but I am glad his family is there to take care of him. We have been dating for around seven months and I know that isn't that long but it feels like it has been forever. He is my best friend and even if he gets sick of me someday I will always want the best for him. He is the kindest person in my life and I probably don't deserve him but I'm glad I met him.

History of how we met: It was the first day of ninth grade and I was in ranger connect. The teacher made us sit in alphabetical order for the first quarter just so he could make sure he remembered our names. BoyScout (that's what I call him) was seated right next to me. He caught my attention right away and we ended up staying next to each other in class up until now. He's the tough military kid with a crazy family and an even crazier life story but deep down I saw what others wouldnt and it made me more interested in him.

He was dating a girl who really disliked me at the time and I was also dating someone else so we were just class buddies last year. I was single at the beginning of the year and I found out his girlfriend had dumped him over text on the last day of school. He sat with me in the morning and at lunch and we even started calling every night. He took care of me when my grandma passed away and we got really close. He said he did not like me and then two days later he asked me to homecoming. The next day he said oh no I might actually like you and I'm like wow you're a genius. That is how we started dating.

You may be wondering why I haven't told you his name. Or any names at all. You probably don't even know my name but I wouldn't blame you because it's not the name I was given at birth. I'll be honest and tell you my name is Wybie and I am a transgender male. I figured that out a couple years ago and my old best friend named me Wybourne after the movie Coraline and I kept the name. Not many people know this because not many people react well to it but I told you because I trust you. I won't tell you any other names because where is the fun in that?

I prefer nicknames and code names for people. It's kinda how I was raised. I had a speech impediment (not really, I just suck at using words) as a kid and I never pronounced anyone's name right. So now I have a Bumpa and an Applejack in my family. I love my Bumpa because he has always been the kindest family member. I do not like Applejack and I have to refrain myself from calling him other names because he is not always the nicest uncle. I apparently could not say hand sanitizer as a kid so I said hanitizer which Covid-19 has brought back into my parents memory.

I've had an interesting life. It has not been amazing but I know it could be worse. I might have a lot of traumatic memories and a lot of mental disorders that followed but I also have a lot of unique memories. Perhaps as quarantine goes on I can tell you about more of them. Maybe someday I'll even share some pretend stories and such. The possibilities are endless when it comes to what I can write about.

Maybe I'll just tell you the boring stuff. Today for lunch I have carrots (the big kind because mini ones taste fake), blackberries (yummm bitterness), beef jerky (a boy needs some protein), alphabet cookies (I am a four year old with a sweet tooth), and pistachios (more protein). I also had a peach and applesauce pouch for a snack. That sounds like a lot of food but it is in a lunchbox designed for five year olds (not kidding). I do not eat much but I do enjoy eating slightly more if it is in a fun container. This has been the most interesting paragraph I have ever written.

My favorite thing about this journal is that it could quite possibly be documenting my slow descent into insanity. Or perhaps the opposite. This could document my journey to success and greatness. But let's face it I'm a fifteen (almost sixteen) year old stuck at home all day everyday for who knows how long. I do not see this journal having a crazy happy ending. I mean the whole journal could just be entries like this with no surprising twist but I hope I can be of better entertainment than that. The fun will be seeing how this ends.

The book I am currently reading for school is The Great Gatsby. I am enjoying it a lot more now that it's at my own pace. I have always enjoyed the book I just don't enjoy how slow my class reads. When I am done I will probably write you all a summary of the book. Or maybe rewrite the ending. I'm sure I can turn into something interesting.

That is all for today folks. I hope my random hopping around from thought to thought was entertaining and not just boring and confusing. I try to write in a nice order but my brain does not function like that So you get to see in exactly what order my thoughts form. I am done spilling my brains for today. I will see you tomorrow.