My Journal

March 27th-28th

Jesus Christ, where do I begin.

Let's just go back a little less than a week, March 22nd.

Obviously, Michelle and Grace have had that ongoing reciprocation of love they've had, but recently, Michelle has began dating Amber.

During the first week of Michelle's relationship, Grace professed her love for her about 3 times.

It got into Michelle's head and thought she may be falling in love again. When she asked Grace if she would be in it for the long haul, she basically said "no, I don't really think I'd even date you if you were available because I'm a dick and I can't deal with being in a relationship."

And Michelle immediately told her she couldn't do it anymore. This will be approached again later on in this chapter.

I'm happy and sad at the same time because I love hanging out with them (we call ourselves the Triple Entente) together but I don't get to take Graces ticket offered to me by Michelle to a Panic at the Disco concert in upcoming months.

Chase has been having some problems with love, I guess you could say. He's pretty much in love with three people and might have a crush on a girl I personally hate. I feel it, a deep rooted feeling that she's a bad person. First of all, I feel she may be out only for her own gain.

She's republican. Usually, I'm not too quick to judge just off of political views, whereas you may not agree with everything the republican party says. But she's so painfully misinformed, it physically hurts me when she speaks. She didn't even know about the rights of the LGBT+ community, and especially the youth of such (in schools) having their rights pretty much stolen them after only a few good months of being protected at schools and in bathrooms and so on.

She's bisexual. She's hooking up with my transgender friend.

Even if you only vote your party, I get that. But I don't know why you expected a republican/conservative snake liar like Trump to keep up any of his promises made during his campaign while he was in office. And you should at least be keeping up on the things he's taking away from your friends, since this is partially your fault considering you voted for him.

Just read the fucking Daily Mail or Now This on Snapchat.

Anyway, I think I've made my opinion on her fairly clear. That's all I have to say.

I went to Philly this past weekend.

A late flight on Friday lead me into Saturday morning with only a wawa hoagie to keep me awake. I passed soon around the time I got home.

Felicia picked Lynn and me up at around 1 in the afternoon and we went to iHOP. It's cool having a friend who can drive. After iHOP we went to the park.

I never realized she was such a wild child. I never knew she drank or smoked or fucked anyone, but apparently she has.

Which doesn't bother me, it bothers me that she told Lynn and not me. After she dropped us back at home, Lynn went to go hang out with Mary and I was left alone.

Chase rang me to tell me about his experience at pride. Apparently it wasn't great. Just because of the people he was with, not the rally/parade itself.

As we were on the phone and I kicked the dirt in my backyard, a man in a red hoodie had been watching me from behind a short fence and a few scatters trees. When I noticed him, he tried jumping the fence and chasing me. I ran into my house, and when my dad went out to check, he was gone.

That was scary, but I didn't get hurt and that's all I care about.

After I hung up on the phone with Chase, I got chinese food with my father and we watched some show he loves. I think it's called Black List.

I can't be sure.

Sunday, we went to the franklin institute. If you've ever had the pleasure of being there, you'll know it's fun as long as it's not too crowded;

it was crowded.

Children were screaming, crying, whining, cutting in line, and just being about as annoying as possible with no repercussions from parents.

Except for one guy with two kids named Jason and Gavin. In the dinosaur exhibit, his kids misbehaved and he said he'd feed them to the dinosaurs.

I thought it was funny.

Anyway, the robot exhibit was amazing and a trip to the planetarium proved what I already know; I love space.

I've been quite seriously considering a career in astronomy. But unfortunately, I'm no good at math. My fear is that if I major, I'll fail out of school and have to go home.

But I'm not gonna let a little thing like fear or past failure scare me out of my dream.

I'm also considering politics, further problematic because I have issues with public speaking. It scares the living daylights out of me.

My mom signed me up for a college convention coming up in October, and anyone who's been reading this who doesn't know me now knows I'm going into my junior year of high school.

I never realized I haven't even put my name in here. Or my age or gender.

My annoying english teacher, Mr. T, left almost three weeks ago. He's been replaced with an even more annoying Mrs. R, a happy-go-lucky woman who hates curse words and has already made us present stuff four times since she's taken over the class.

Mr. T just left us be and let us do our work. I never had an issue with him and I never had to present and he let us hand our work in up to a month late.

But Mrs. R... She bribed people out of using curse words with candy.

It's annoying.