Marvelously Dull Life

Today was a rather slow school day. First hour was a haze of depression and Spanish. In second I learned about the beriberi problem of the 1885 Dutch-Indies. In third I had to copy 15 vocabulary words three times each. Which made my hand cramp. Fourth hour made me feel sick. There was a scene during lunch though. A girl had a spider crawling on her hair. It was crawling like an excited and hopeful adventurer on a journey. I swear it had a spring in it's step. Until it got pushed off her hair and stepped on. Fifth hour I tried reading Maze Runner but didn't really like it. Sixth was math but we had a substitute so I got to play a game with money it (Life) with three other girls. When I got to the 'Stop and get married' part I really wanted to get a pink peg and have a wife but I chickened out and got a blue peg. I was upset and kept wishing I just picked up a pink peg and had a little pink wife in my little pink car to match my pink peg and that pink peg that was my ba...

This is a completely true story. I've mentioned it before in Crushes: And My Terrible Luck With Them (Part Two) but here is the extended version of that story. This took place in the second semester of my sophomore year. I officially met Al and became friends with him in the second semester of sophomore year. Before that I had seen him around but never really talked to him. Which of course is part of living in a small rural town. You see people, you know them, but you don't necessarily know them. The first time I saw him we were in middle school. He is a year older than me so when I saw him I was in, I think 7th grade and he was in 8th. I thought he was super cute. When I started High School I saw a bit more of him. I didn't have any classes with him but I saw him around in the hallways. He was in JROTC (basically military class) and he was in band (he plays the saxophone). In the second half of 10th grade I had a Culinary Arts class with him. The previous semeste...

Senior year. The time for nostalgia, hard-work, and applying for Colleges before November because that's apparently where the deadline is. It's also the year for Senior Projects. I feel doomed. Especially with the haunting failure of the last school year and this summer. Jeez, let's lighten the mood here. I made a post before this but where's my proper welcome back post? That's more like it! Now cue the Jazz band, cake, and fireworks! Oh, Jimmy Fallon host of the Tonight Show, what are you doing here? Alright, alright, settle down people let's continue. So, my first week of school was this week. That's right my school starts on August 6th. When does it get out? June. And it starts at 7:15. My last school started fairly early but school started 7:45 and ended in May! Gosh darn it. First week of school... What can I say? Well Rue is back and rides the same bus as me. Beautiful (and straight) as ever. I don't mind crushing on straight people though b...

I made the mistake of saying in a rather loud voice that I am Bisexual. Which wouldn't be a problem except i'm not out to everyone in my household yet and two of them are religious and i'm not sure how they would feel about that. So I hope they didn't hear it or if they did it was out of context and they don't suspect. Incognito Bisexual *spy music plays*. In fact I guess you could say I am a *whips of sunglasses* Bi spy. *Theme music plays as the words Bi Spy appear in gold glitter* This is apparently my new show. Tune in next time on Bi Spy! Will I ever come out of the closet to more than two people and a blog?

Part One of this post was my crushes on boys. This time it's all about my girl crushes, and for the record, i'm going to leave out the identity crisis where I realized I was Bisexual. That is a journey of it's own. My first girl crush was during my freshman year of High School. Jay. I sat next to her in Health Class. One day I looked over at her and the morning sunlight was coming in just behind her and I had this moment where I was like "This is the most beautiful girl I have ever seen." Oh boy things were awkward with her. I still remember this time she asked me for a piece of paper and I carefully took out my notebook and started delicately tearing out the most perfect piece of paper I could. My crush was only going to have the best paper. Then my cousin Lee who was sitting on my other side rips out this crumpled piece of paper and leans over me to hand it to Jay. I was so mad at Lee. Excuse me?! I was having a moment ! *sigh* Jay eventually caught on th...