I Know

I haven't been on in forever and a day. I know. Here's why...

As of my last post, I was staying with Dad, and I was a freshman in high school. It's been around five months since then. I really can't recap everything that's happened since then, but I'll try...

I finished out the year at THA. I visited with Mom for around two weeks. Dad forbade her to take me to Texas.

I came back to Dad's. I was then forced to spend six weeks at Wolfeboro Camp School. Google it, it's hell on Earth.

Then, Dad shipped me off to a boarding school. So now I'm here.

Things here have been, all in all, pretty good. Some bad stuff has occurred:

Jess broke up with me. She said the distance was just getting to be too much for her. More on that later- I'm much to tired to go into it all now.

I almost broke my ankle. It's still fucked up, but I'm getting better.

I've begun to drift from all my besties in San Antonio. This will be furthered by the fact that I'm not going home for Thanksgiving. (They'll be upset with me.)

That brings me to the good things that have happened...

I've made some amazing friends. I spend most of my time with a couple of Junior guys, and them, as well as a freshman girl, are my favorite people on campus. Most of the sophomores are awful. I hang out with mostly juniors and freshman, and just a couple of the sophomores.

This place is so much different than I ever could have imagined, and the people are all so interesting. Here, no one ever gets made fun of. People will talk about you behind your back, sure, but no one is going to talk bad about you to your face, or point and laugh. And here, things go on that at regular school kids would get their asses kicked for. And if someone has a problem with you, for the most part, they'll come up to you and tell you about it, not spread stupid rumors. Coming here has made me feel like nearly all the rumors I ever heard about boarding school are true. People DO get really drunk and really high, and they DO have sex with each other. A lot. But no one really cares. I mean, if you get caught, there are of course consequences, but none ever involve the police.

The junior guys I hang with are both gay. Well, they're both bi, but they both prefer men. I'm going with one of them to his parent's condo over Thanksgiving. I'm not ready to go home and face the house where the last time I was inside it I was loving someone whom I can no longer be with. So away I go. Except, I almost think that something may happen between that guy and I. It's hard to explain, and I'll go in to more detail about it later, because at the moment I really need to go to sleep, but I feel like I'm falling in to some weird-ass version of that "are-we-friends-or-are-we-more" thing, except it's a bit less one-sided this time...I don't know, I'll figure it out later...

Oy. Jess and I haven't talked in like two weeks. I'm worried about her. But I feel like if I text her I have to be prepared to have and actual conversation, which at the moment I honestly don't have time for. I suppose maybe I'll try on Tuesday...

Alright, well, I have to get up at seven, because Chapel is at eight (we have Chapel on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays- Monday for actual church, Wednesday and Friday for announcements) and I am super tired. Hopefully I'll have some spare time to blog again soon. Until then, goodbye and goodnight. Love, Me.