The (un)Believer

My parents are making me get confirmed, even though I am Atheist.

I feel that they cannot repect this. I know  I am going to 

regret getting confirmed. C. is my sponsor, and she said she would 

tell my parents that I shouldn't get it. I have also told C. that I am gay.

I wrote her a letter. She called me, and she would always love me,

and be there.

I am content.

Baby I'm Down (Down on the Ground)...

ARGHH!!!

I hate my family!

My dad got all whiney and bitchy because I

broke the shit-skooper.

AH!

And they're trying to change me.

They're trying to get me to lose weight,

but, my fat is part of my personality...

Without it, I'd just be really creepy....

Another Day.... Another.... Whatever

Penny wars with my school's 1st Period classes.

My class is in the lead.

Saturday I'm gonna hang out with A.S. and A.C.

Thursday night, me, C.P, and abuncha other people are 

gonna go to Cici's.

D. loves me more than ever...

Ingnoring my Beleifs......

My parents are ignoring that I'm atheist. It bothers me.

They expext me to go to church, and to follow all the Catholic stuff,

even though I don't beleive in any of it...

It makes me angry. Why can't they accept my beleifs?

This is why I don't tell them I'm gay. Either they'll think nothing of

it, or try to fix me up with a girl, or tell everyone around them.

That's why I want to tell almost everyone, before I tell them.

So, there'd be virtually no one to tell that didn't know.