Ugh. Why is junior year sucking? I have no time, and it's killing me. I might have four tennis matches this week, which is a lot, but we can't possibly have one on Friday because the asshole who runs the sports department at my school only cares about football. He won't let us schedule a match the day of the homecoming game in fear that he might not sell a few more tickets. But that's fine, maybe I can see my best friend on Friday, who I haven't seen in months. Or maybe she'll be hanging out with someone else from my school who she's now become closer with. Oh no, that'll be Saturday night at Homecoming. She could have told me that she's coming, but no. I had to find it out from someone else.
We still don't know what we're doing before homecoming. Two of my close friends might not go with us because of their summer theatre friends. So that leaves only a few of us, which might mean I have to have it at my house. Which means I have to clean. I don't have time for that. Nor do I really feel like it. I'm getting my hair cut that day, and I have a leopard print dress. That'll be awesome.But then the awkwardness of not wanting to dance with any guys will happen. Damn not being out. At least the next morning will be amazing. I'm seeing RENT in the movie theatre on Sunday, and I'm so excited. I'm clearly not a normal teenager when I know what dates RENT is in the movie theaters, but I don't realize that it's the same weekend as my own homecoming. Anyway, I can't wait for that.
And then there's the drama in school. My closest guy friend and I like the same girl. No one is supposed to know that he likes her, but his sister told a few people, and now, because of one person's stupidity, the girl we like knows. (At least only a few people know about my crush.) Now she says it's awkward with him, because he's been talking her through her failing relationship, as have I. And, lately, I've been remembering how much I like her. Which is A LOT. I hate crushes on straight girls.
And if that wasn't enough shit, somehow my ex-friend manages to piss me off even after we haven't spoken for 5 months. We were really close friends for a while, and then I came out to him, and he got really weird. It wasn't even homophobia, it was just weirdness. He would bring up topics somehow related to my gay-ness at the lunch table in front of everyone, and other shit like that. One day, I yelled at him for talking about The L Word at lunch, and he pretty much ignored me. When we talked about it online, I admitted that maybe I had overreacted, but it was completely justifiable. I didn't want to come out yet, and he was on the verge of outing me. When I didn't apologize for yelling at him, because I hadn't really done anything wrong, he told me I wasn't even human for not apoligzing and we got into a huge fight and stopped speaking. So the other day, my sister tells me at practice "Today in health, Emily [this guy's sister] was like 'Did you know your sister's a lesbian?'" You have no idea how pissed I was. He knew not to tell anyone, but told his sister anyway, and didn't tell her to keep it a secret. Luckily I came out to my sister a few weeks ago. Seriously, I'm gonna kick his ass.
I should be writing my lab report for AP chem, but instead I'm typing this. Clearly, I'm not a procrastinator at all.