I don't have anything particular to say, since I'm not an artist or a part of any community, except the obvious. I suppose I'll do the usual, and talk about random recent events.

I went to church on Sunday morning. I shaved, took all of my piercings out, and wore plain black jeans and a matching undershirt, a white button-up shirt, and black sneakers. I still got ogled at every turn. The average age in the congregation seems to be about 60 or 70, which explains alot. But the younger people, who I used to go to school with, or were their parents or teachers, all commented. (long story short, I attended private school until grade 11, when I was expelled) Anyways. Everyone was saying I got so tall since they last saw me, which is a lie. I've been 6'1" since grade 9. What -has changed is I've lost literally a hundred pounds since they'd seen me. Of course, all of the girls who had ignored me were fawning and flirting, but I made sure to mention I've been dating someone for almost a year. Because the church/school community are mostly Dutch, everyone is as tall as fuck, which explains why our 'official sports' were basketball and volleyball. I was alright at them, but I could never make any teams. I didn't try, and I got fatter, and the vicious circle continued. But now I'm more muscular than 80% of the guys who used to laugh at me when I collapsed in a wheezing heap during the 12 minute run. Life is fucking sweet sometimes.

I graduated highschool last June, but my mate still attends the same school. As does my ex-mate. She and I dated for about four months when I was in grade ten and she was in grade eight. I'll spare you most of the details, but we had a number of fights over some vey fundamental differences in beliefs and broke up on bad terms. When I came (read: was forced) to the public highschool, She tried to talk to me a few times, but I was a pretty huge asshole to her and whoever was with her. Last year, when my current mate and I would hang out together at school, my ex would give us the dirtiest burn-in-hell-you-fuckers glares I've ever seen. But since I graduated, she's become civil with my mate, and actually started asking about me. Whether or not she's sincere, I started to feel like this whole thing needed to be addressed. As cheesy as it sounds, I sent her a message on facebook to apologize for being such a dick. She hasn't responded yet, but I've got my fingers crossed. I just hope I haven't awaked a shit-storm of epic proportions, because my current mate and my first anniversary is coming up,and I'd really like it to be meaningful and enjoyable, which is difficult to do with shit hanging over our heads.

Speaking of our anniversary. Its Hallowe'en. >=D She's gonna borrow some of my metal clothes, and we're going to go to a place called Tomasso's. Its a little Italian place, pretty ritzy in this backwoods town. Definitely not taking a cab, though. We attract alot of attention normally, just because we're such an odd couple. me, tall, skinny, blond, and wearing all black. Her, glasses, short, brunette, stacked, videogame nerd (Mario / Pokemon shirts, -always-). So if we're both decked out in all black, and both of us have our collars on, we could bring a leash. >;3 S'gonna be pretty cool.

Oh. hee'sthe single greatest thing that's ever happened to me. My mate and I were drinking a slushee and eating A&W in the paring lot, and some hics in a picup truck drive by and yell

"Y'got a nice ass for a faggot!"

Think about it. there's so many layers of epic and fail.

Does he think I'm a fag because I'm so gorgeous?
Do I really have a nice ass?
Was that supposed to be a homophobic slur, or a bizzare compliment?
Is he aware he just made himself seem both gay AND stupid to whoeve else was in the truck?
WHY didn't I have a video camera with me?