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Wow , the last time I posted one of these was months ago and I was beginning to forget how, but anyways I’ll give it a try.
Life through the life of a teenager.
Well, how to start? My day begins at about 6:00 a.m. in the morning with my mother pulling my leg telling me to wake up because is time to go to school. Let me give a little insight about me , I hate to wake up early, I LOVE to sleep and let my body rest for like 10 - 12 hours or so ( yes I do sleep as much as 11 hours during the weaken ) and by now you can kind of picture my battle in the morning when is time to wake up. As usual, it takes me a long time to get ready and finally leave to school. Most of the time I just look at myself in the mirror trying to see how much I had changed since yesterday. I fix my hair ( even if I don't have none now, think about it ) and try to pick something good to wear depending on how I’m feeling ( sometimes good, other times bad ) but today it was a good day so I just grabbed some blue jeans ( they have kind of a old look to it ) along with a simple blue shirt somebody gave me as a present some time ago and top of all my white Jordan shoes. Did I looked good or what? Don't answer that question. Thirty minutes later I was running out of my bedroom because as always I was running late to catch my bus and I did not wanted to be late to school. In a rush I run out of my room , drank a cup of milk and was on my way to get my bus and as always something happened. Don't you just hate when you are in a hurry and you forget something? This is what happened to me now you see this desperate kid running back to his house because I forgot a pager I need to turn in today and I did not wanted to get a zero on it. Great morning don't you think? Well I managed to get everything and the bus was already waiting for me when I got to the bus stop. I got into the bus a little out of breath and sat on the nearest sit, said hi to some girl I usually talk to and was happy to be here. Well I was on the bus , finally heading to school. It was the beginning of a very interesting day.
My trip to school is long and boring so I have a lot of time to think or like many of us do the homework because we were lazy to do it last night. You know kids have a lot of things to do like playing , socializing, important things. This morning, however, I did do all the required homework and did not have anything to do. In case you haven't figure it out, I’m 16 years old , in 10th grade, gay , and trying to live life as normal as possible in this judging society. To go on, when I don't have anything do to , most of the time, in fact 99% of the time I’m thinking about something. Usually reflecting on things that had happened to me lately and how maybe I could have done things differently. Well today naughty me I was thinking about a guy I met online some two weeks ago. I haven't met him personally just through e-mail and he seems like a great guy. Don't jump on me now? There is more to do it. Just last night I talked to him thought the phone ( several hours ) and we got to know each other more. He is my age, likes to do many athletic activities and overall seems somebody interesting to meet personally. It turned out he attended to the same middle school we did not even know about it, is a small world after all. He lives about ten minutes from where I am so I know the area where he lives. In fact we are planning to meet this weaken and go out to the movies or something. Wish me luck, I’m feeling so excited about it. Yes I promise I will be careful, I don't want anything happen to me. I'm so nervous I don't know what to do. I finally woke up from my fantasy as the bus made a left turn on Arleta street. I could see kids arriving to school some with long faces others just like whatever and like always there is the happy ones about going to school. I don't know to which category I fall into. It was kind of a cold morning with the sky cover with fog so some of us were complaining about the weather. I knew I forgot something, my sweater, oh well what is done is done. I saw the bus drive away and now it was time to start a long day at school.
Finally in school, me with the company of some friends headed to the cafeteria to get something to eat. School looks so peaceful in the morning as there is not many kids in school yet. I like to observe the environment around me and mostly how people behave. Passing by the gym I saw the usually group of young teenagers talking , having a good time. I liked the tallest one, he seemed outgoing , spiky hair, dressed in black shirt with some letters I could not read because the other friends were blocking it. I liked his black pants in which I tried to imagine something else ( I should not be thinking this ). Overall he seemed like a punk rocker and had such a cute face. I guess he was popular as he seemed to be the center of attention. Not far ahead I saw some girls which I must admit looked ok and were laughing , having a good time, I wonder what they were talking about? I continued walking and I saw many other people, some just stared back, I said hi to several of them in which they happily decided to answer back. Almost close to the cafeteria, I saw the group of people I usually hand out with. It was funny as some headed to me to ask me about my homework. we talked for a while just waiting for the bell to ring. Well, how describe my friends, lets just say they are weird. Most of us have different backgrounds, different heights, some closer to others , some boys other girls. We are good friends as we try to help each other out in what we can. Also for me I had to caught up with the gossip trying to find out who is going out with who, why did this person did this, things of that sort. Then I turned to talk to one friend and him and I were discussing some book we are reading for a class, very good book by the way, things we noticed from last night reading. He had some good points I did not noticed. Anyways, soon after the bell rung and it was time to go to my first class. Two hours later and now it was finally time to go to class and deal with the teachers.
First class for me is Biology.......
I'll stop here as this is getting too long, but I find it relaxing telling you this , I don't get to do it in real life, people don't really know me at all. Here I can let things out and just write what is in me, it helps a lot.
I would like to hear your opinion about it , then I’ll see if I could write the other part. I don't to bore you or anything.
Thank you for reading ,
Until next time
M.
You don't love someone because they are beautiful, they are beautiful because you love them.
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Hiya, M!! Long time, no see! Great to see ya!
Getting up is something that 80% of teens resent and avoid...I was exactly the same. I kind of miss it, actually.
I want pics of the guy in the black pants...
And you have a DATE???!!!??? WHEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
You HAVE to tell us all about it afterwards, ok???
OMG!!! Cool! ;-D
"Always forgive your enemies...nothing annoys them quite so much." Oscar Wilde
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You don't love someone because they are beautiful, they are beautiful because you love them.
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smith
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Registered: January 1970
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I always love to read your little life journals 
Staring in the mirror to see what's changed from yesterday...hahaha! I know that feeling. Sometimes I look and don't even recognize me anymore.
Be careful on that date....You know the rules. Wear a shirt that makes your eyes zing!!
I'm with David...that guy in black must be HOT.
You keep writing your feelings. They're great!!
What was the good book you're reading for class?
Oh :-/ I must be the only kid in the world who is a morning person. I get up at 5:00 to feed animals and I love the early morning. I have to wake up my parents Hahahaha!!
smith
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Hiya M!
Reading about someone else's life is never boring.
Don't forget to tell us all about that date too! Heh-heh! ^_^
Hey smith- you get up at five?!!!
Wow, no matter how hard I try, I can never make that a habit.
When the day calls for it, I'd like... get up from bed, yawn... walk for about 15 seconds all the way to the living room and fall back asleep on the couch! The next thing I know, I'm about to be late for school!
David's right, it IS one of those things most teens resent and avoid. Well, with the exception of smith, that is.  BTW, smith, what animals do you feed?
"The worst way of missing someone is to be sitting right next to them knowing you can't have them." To Stephen Tsang, wherever you are.
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I'll be carefull on the date - i'll make sure i wear something good.
As for the guy from school i guess i could take a picture of him, i have never thought about it.
The book we are reading is called, Pillars of the Earth
Great book. Let me tell even the i-don't-like-to-ready guys like the book. I mean it keeps you hook up all the time. Takes place during the 12th century so you can kind of picture what probably the book is about.
You don't love someone because they are beautiful, they are beautiful because you love them.
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timmy
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Location: UK, in Devon
Registered: February 2003
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Wow. There's enough material here for a novel! Wnat to give it a try?
Author of Queer Me! Halfway Between Flying and Crying - the true story of life for a gay boy in the Swinging Sixties in a British all male Public School
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smith
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Registered: January 1970
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That's a great book. It's got love and history and religion and war and architecture all wrapped up in one. It's a really good choice for a reading list for school. It makes your mind go off in all different directions at once all the time they are building the cathedral.
Say hi to the guy in black today ::-)
smith
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Thanks timmy , but no, i have tought about though. For me it takes me a while to orgonize the ideas in my head plus i'm not a good writer either ( yet)
And Jaime i'm afraid i can't say hi for you as i don't talk to him, i just see him about every morning i get to school. I will say hi for you in my mind though, i think is fair.
You don't love someone because they are beautiful, they are beautiful because you love them.
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It was a nice little essay, reminds me of the better days I had in school (precious few as they were, heh!). It's nice hearing about the lives of others, we know so little of each other unless we tell about our thoughts, our feelings and what we do.
Usually it's just, 'so, what did you do today, huh?'
'Well, you know... The usual.'
No. I don't. Not unless I'm told.
And you did. So, thank you.
-L
"But he that hath the steerage of my course,
direct my sail."
-William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet, Act One, Scene IV
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