It's been a while

Thanksgiving, I went home to see my family. The first night I was there, my brother was so rude to me. He hardly spoke to me treating me like I was some kind of lower life. That night before I went to bed, I told my dad about it. The next day my brother acted totally different. I guess my dad said something to him. I just don't understand my brother. I did however have a great time with my best friends: Todd and Courtney, and Trish. I hadn't seen them since July. I've really missed them. I feel I might have worn out my welcome because I was there almost everyday. I missed Todd & Courtney so much though. I've never had friends that love me as much as they do. They could have told me I couldn't come out knowing all I wanted to do was to spend time with them. I had a great time!!! I hope they can come to Fayetteville some day; maybe to my senior concert.

I'm at Home

Okay, so I'm at home in Conway. I'm having the time of my life for the next 5 days because I'm on Thanksgiving Holiday. It's absolutely wonderful. I've missed my friends so much... it's driven me crazy. LITERALLY. I've got to see the doc to be treated for Depression. I have to admit the hardest thing was when my mother told me that she wasn't going to accept me anymore. I just wanted to die. I can't believe she doesn't want to admit that she has a gay son. I suppose she has the right to feel the way she wants but then again I feel she should accept me for me and be happy that I am happy. But instead she chooses to believe that I choose to be gay; that I choose to have people belittle me and think of me as less of a man.

this past weekend

Ok, so my friend Haya tried to kill herself Thursday morning, so that was a mess. Then friday I wasn't feeling well and went home early and slept. Then I went up the the hospital to see Haya. I spent some time with her then I went home. Saturday I woke up, picked my grandfather and his brother up, and drove them up on campus to see the football game. They had a blast. Then I picked them up later on and they went home. I recorded a recital that night around 8pm then went out with some people to a party. We had a good time. Got a lot of phone numbers. Then I went home. Woke up Sunday morning, went to church and sang in the choir. Then I went to Dillards in the bedding department to fill out an application. I hope I get the job. I know I'd like working there. Then I came up on campus and was rehearsing for my Solo's I have the the Messiah at church. I was walking back to the Parking Deck where I parked and Haya was crying. It turns out a friend of ours died in a car accident just after leaving church. His girlfriend was with him. She's fine but he died at the hospital from complications from the accident. It's been a really crappy week. I'd like to be able to get away and not have to do anything for the rest of the semester.