Give my regards to what used to be

When I get lonely

I look at your picture,

But it doesn't help.

So why do I put myself

through such torture

reminding myself of what once was,

because I know:

everytime I sigh

I think of what could be.

Father's Day

It's a little late, I know.

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          I used to call you Daddy,

but you've been missing for

too long.

          I missed you so much back then,

but I don't care to

worry any more.

          I grew up while you were away,

and through all my pain and joy,

you never held my hand.

          In all your difficulties,

of mine you never knew.

          If only you'd stuck around,

          rooting me on,

I could have been Daddy's Little Girl

Still Hiding

After reading JadedJanissary's last entry, Being Naked, I realized that I rarely experience this "emotional nudity". Is this because I don't trust the person enough? Is it that I don't want the person to disappoint me with their response? Do I not want to get that close with the person?

This also came up when I was talking to my friend Daniela last week. She made the observation that I never tell her anything, and she reveals a lot to me. I know that she will be more understanding than a lot of people, but I still hesitate to tell her if something is bothering me.

I think what it is is that I don't want her to see me as I really am. The more human I appear, the more her opinion of me will change. Is this what I am afraid of?

This must seem really confusing to anyone who hasn't experienced  it, and I do envy you if so, but it is true for someone as introverted as I am.

Does this mean that I am "immature" in my thinking? Probably so. I do want to change, but it is so deeply ingrained in my personality! I want to be able to give my true thoughts to those near at me, but I'm so used to hiding. I've always relied on it, and it has always kept me safe.

Inner Turmoil

     All last week I have been warning my friends to "Beware the Ides of March", but it seems it was I who needed to watch out. It's been tough and I hope I am making the right choice after all.
     Alex Ledbetter is the enemy. He is the one who finally told his mother about Trevor and me, who, in turn, passed the information along to my mother.

     My mother described her emotions as "distress and disappointment". She and I sat down on the edge of my bed as she interrogated me.

     She tried to use the tactic of "you're only hurting him by tempting him" by explaining the anatomical problems of pubescent boys. O.o She's a bit late thinking I don't already know this.
     The question she wants me to ponder is, of course, who will I pick? Her, the congregation, and my old life or Trevor, what my heart wants, and my future.

     It's true: if I make the first choice then I will make more people happy, (just not me) but even if I do I will definitely return to my past ways. (Though it probably wo't be with Trevor next time because I hate break ups and make ups)

     So is it better to take a chance for happiness and honesty or sadness and deceit?

     But let's look at it in yet ANOTHER light:

If I do pick my love, what will I lose?
     1. My mother says we will lose our mother-daughter relationship, but isn't that already gone because I've been found out and all the times I've lied to her? (It's funny that she ever thought we had that) I do understand that if I don't pick her I will pretty much be disfellowshipped (which means that will pretty much mean I'm disowned from her and anyone at the meeting). This will mean that once I move out at 18 that it is pretty much goodbye forever and it will keep her from being able to have that close relationship with me that she wants.

I accept this.

     2. I will lose "the warm association of the brothers and sisters at the congregation", but I have been wanting to leave for a while anyway, and I never became that close with anyone there.

     3. Any freedom that I have left will be gone. WHAT FREEDOM IS THAT?!?! I won't be able to go over to Rebecca's house, but I can easily live without that.

     If Trevor tries to be all heroic and give up on our relationship to save me, then I still will not want to go back to the meetings. So that will not save anything.

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In a nutshell, I will be breaking ties tomorrow - but think about it: that's how you win a marathon. Wish me luck!

New Schedule/ Laughing Matters

          Yesterday was the beginning of the new semester of school. It would've been Tuesday that we changed over to the new semester, but we all took an Obama Day. Kidding! It was a "Bad Weather Day". Speaking of the new president of the United States of America, Purplefish informs me that the first thing he will accomplish in office is create the economic stimulus plan which will lead us into another depression. Optimism leads me to say "No! That's blasphemy!" My point was that the new semester means that my schedule was finally changed from:

1. Pre-AP Chemistry
2. Recordkeeping
3. Yearbook I
4. Spanish II
5. Advanced World History
B lunch
6. Advanced Geometry
7. Pre-AP English II
8. Child Development

to

1. World History
2. Recordkeeping
3. Yearbook I
4. P.E.
A lunch
5. Chemistry
6. Advanced Geometry
7. Pre-AP English
8. Spanish II

The not-so-drastic change worked out for the much, MUCH better. I met new people yesterday and had fun! That's thanks to my Spanish teacher's advice. Well, not advice exactly, but... you'll see!

Flashback to approximately 3 weeks ago:

          The class was in groups of two and we were doing work over the dates/ las fechas. I told her I didn't know what day of the week a certain date was so she told me to ask one of my classmates for his/ her planner. I jokingly said "But that means I have to talk to people! *mock gasp*" she said "That's a very stuck-up attitude." I was shocked and appalled that she thought that way about me so I argued that "No, it is a very SHY attitude." I thought is was at the time, but that's really no excuse for not talking to people. People are wonderful, beautiful, and interesting. I really took our dialogue to heart.

End of flashback

• So in first period I met a creepy guy who sits behind me and to the left. (Not all bad)
• I am now in PE with Daniela (and Hunter) in fourth period. Now I can stop drifting away from her and play tennis with her instead! :)
• I am now in fifth period Chemistry with Trevor and spend all my time drawing on his body. *tee hee*
• And I met two guys with the names of Dan Todd and John Reynolds in my last period class. ( I also made a stranger laugh. Yay for hilarity!)

Now Dan gets his own paragraph! He'd be so happy/creeped out if he knew!

          At first he and John were being too quiet for my liking until Mrs. Stanley (Spanish teacher) put us into groups. I was with them of course. Then they were still too quiet! so I made a game of guessing what they were thinking. I suppose I was very wrong because before long Dan said "This is fun. I like you." Not in a creepy way, though. I took it as more of "I like you[r] [personality]" I felt very proud of myself for making a new almost-friend acquaintance so I simply said "Thank you." Or "[My brain] thank[s] you." Since the comment was aimed at my thinking process, after all.

One thing to note: Dan has a habit of staring straight into a person's eyes when he talks to him/ her. Almost without blinking. Most people don't do that. Well, except for me. XD

          Lastly, edwardALL3Npoe made me happy by LOLing and giving me a mini that states my awesomeness for my sarcasm.

Three people think I'm funny and awesome? (see Laughing Stranger, Dan, and ed) Well, that's what I'm going for!

Peace X