Okay so I’m sick and tired of cafeteria food.  My school is basically feeding us the left overs for the rest of the year.  The sick thing about it is…  THEY ARE CHARGING US FOR IT?!  I need to go to college.  I can eat everything in the bar and it be above “below average” food.  On the topic of college I have a few things I’d like to say.  I am so excited to meet thousands of new people.  They won’t be like the people at high school.  College will be filled with people who actually try to succeed and have some kind of mental cabability.  Unlike the dumbass rednecks that frolic around my school.  However, today when we were taking our cap and gown picture our principal said something that hit me.  “You better say your goodbyes now.”  It really is the end.  Not the end of stupid boring classes and principals restricting you from doing anything that expresses yourself or do anything relatively fun.  I’m leaving all of my friends.  Off the top of my head I can only think of four people I will ever see after high school.  Two of which are going to my college.  To all of my friends that I’ll never talk to again.  “Even though we are all parting ways you have all changed me.  Even though we will never be together again we will always be together in memories.  Isn’t that what high school is about?”

P.S.  Thank you North Buncombe for unblocking Tumblr

Lately I feel like I’m trading my last days.  I have so many friends that I have to hang out with before we all leave.  But I also need to have time to study for exams, practice the piano, and sleep.  On top of that I have other priorities that definitely think they should be the top priority.  These people are Tyler and my mom.  They have every reason to think they should be my only priority too.  It’s just hard to juggle everything at once.  I just can’t wait for college.  I’ll live with my friends, my boyfriend will be coming to see me, and I’ll have freedom from the strict rules of my parents.  What everyone should know is that I love you :)

Constance McMillen is a lesbian high schooler.  Just like everyone else Constance expected to bring her lesbian partner to prom.  However, the school board didn’t think that was appropriate so they canceled the prom entirely.  Then the parents with the help of the school board planned two proms.  A real prom and a fake prom.  The fake prom had seven students attending.  Two being constance and her girl friend and the other two being mentally retarded.  It’s being taken to court now to give LGBTQ equal rights as other students.

I sent in my enrollment fee and went to the admissions office yesterday.  We talked a little and it got me really pumped and excited about college.  I’ve been reading about freshman orientation and about the activities for freshman the week before classes.  I’m so excited.  I’m about to make my future friends for the next four maybe more years.  I’m going to be living (partly) away from home.  And on even better news it might be easier than I thought to sneak in my ferret.  Off to start a new chapter in my life.  I wonder how it will end.  The chapter to my high school life is slowly coming to an end and I’m happy with how this story went.  Thank you for those who have been part of my story.

I have been reading about gender in my sociology book.  By far the most interesting chapter seeing as how it has the most to do with me.  Not that race has less to do with me seeing as I am just as much white as I am a boy.  It’s just I face more issues dealing with my gender being a boy than I do with my race being white.    I feel like for all the people that think women and men should be treated equally should also support homosexuality and not see it as a “sin”, illigal, or immoral.  Why should women be told what to do with their baby (abortion) or who their partner is (gay marriage).  And for men it should not be unacceptable to like other men or for that matter even act a little feminine.  I mean we are all WELL aware everyone is not created equal, but we should treat everyone with the respect they deserve.

Due to the extreme f**ked up school schedule my biological clock is also f**ked up.  I don’t seem to ever remember what day of the month it is, what month it is, or even what day of the week it is.  Nor do I have any preception of how close/far the end of school is.  I have a test on Monday in Stats.  What does that even mean anymore?  For all I know it could be Tuesday.  I know that I have school tomorrow so it for sure can’t possibly be Friday today… right?

Why should I even care about ap stats or ap chemistry.  If I get D’s in both I will graduate with high honors.  If I get A’s in both I will STILL graduate with high honors.  The only thing that really matters is the ap exam and that doesn’t even matter that much.  Why am I wasting my last semester busting my ass instead of trying to find a few more moments with my friends.  My friends that I won’t see ever again.  Those friends that have a limited number of moments to share with me.  Maybe I’m just being dramatic.  Partly because I’m bored out of my mind in both classes.

I’ve officially declined Appalachian State and the University of North Carolina at Greensboro.  I have chosen to accept the University of North Carolina at Asheville.  It’s very relieving to final have a set idea of where I’m going to be next year.  Many fears and worries still rumble around in my noggin, but hopefully all my questions and concerns will be answered at open house and/or freshman orientation.

I’m not so sure what I should write about as my first blog on tumblr.  I can’t believe that I am wasting my first blog on tumblr to complain about my first blog.  It’s an abonination!  Your first blog should be the most valuable, but instead I’m wasting it on this petty little complaint.  Why can I not find in my mind what I should write.  Why can I not create the creative, oppinionated, and clever blog that my first blog deserves.  Oh well…  Thank you for reading my complaint about my first blog.