Chrysalis

After seeing our first rally of the year, I think I might want to be a cheerleader! XD

I asked my friend Christina where she got her brow peirced and I know that place. I asked my mom and she was all "We'll see Ryan." I hate when mothers say that! >.< She's the one who wanted me to get something peirced. And now she says no? WTF is up wit that!

Duane, the cute guy in my journalism class, was being so mean to me. But all his friends kept hitting him every time he was rude. It's good to know that his friends like me. Duane was so cute today. In his home jersey. He's on varsity football, btw. I hope I see him at the dance tonight.

After the incident yesterday, I've been a lot more ... well different. There was this sophmore guy with this whole cowboy gettup on. I've been thinking he was pretty attractive for a while so I thought now that he was wearing a costume (well I thought it was), that it was my chance to tell him. I told him that I thought he was hot. It was hilarious cause I wanted me and my best friend to say it. She said she would count to three. She counted and I yelled "Hey Cowboy! You know.... you're pretty hott!" I imediatly screamed at her for not saying anything back. I was so embarrased.

And what was the incident that happened yesterday, you ask? Well... it started like this. Yesterday at my LARP(Live Action Role Play) I decided that we all play Truth or Dare. So little old stupid me and my stupid ideas got everyone to play. So we were playing and everything was fine untill my same best friend decided to do the worst thing. I chose Truth and she made me tell everyone in LARP who I liked. Of course it took me like 20 minutes just to blurt out a little "...duane..." I almost died. No one there even knew who I liked let alone knew my sexuality. So then it was my turn. I made her say who she liked. But everyone knew so when it was her turn again, she made me do the nastiest thing in the world. She made me kiss this guy on the cheek. Now I don't really like this guy. He's kinda anoying. So he tells me to pretend that I'm kissing Duane. That wasn't helping. So I finaly kiss him and then I proced to just die right there on the school campus.

After that ordeal, I find myself unashamed of the actions I take. I don't know if this is a good thing. Am I getting better? I think I am. I actually care about how I look again. I love my family. I love my friends.


Life is GOOD.

posted by ryryguy @ 3:22 PM