Thanks! for the pictures, and the postcards in the mail, Lynne and friends!
I'm officially moved, and living with my sister. I don't like it much, but, i brought the James Dean trilogy, because my sister hasn't seen any of his films
that's sad.
but she's been kinda mean to me since Tuesday. Moving was HELL, and emotional. All my sister could do is boss me around and bitch and attack me at every little thing i said. She usually isn't like that, but god, I've never had such an abundance of lachrymose moments in such a short time!
so i came out to Bill on the last day of schoolHe was perfectly fine with it. And he is still my friend, and he still wants to get an apartment together. I wish he could of stayed with me to talk, but Jack would of bitched if he was too late, so a friend took him home. I was frustrated, because there was so much i had to say to him, that i haven't gotten a chance to say yet. I took a mechanical pencil, and broke it. Then took the plastic from it, and gave myself a long scratch, going up my arm. I was so upset. Then i was scraping my arm against cement until blood came. Stupid, i know.
but i'm better now. Yesterday i cried a lot, and today i've been okay. Better perhaps. Bill's called me, and he might call again tonight. Hopefully. I've been kinda bored.
waiting to go back to my old home. I don't like this new town, that much. I'll try....