Here we go again...

Okay, so I've tried keeping blogs before and I haven't been very successful. However, I would like to keep in touch with the outside world a little bit. Alright then, what do I tell you about? (no one's going to read this!!)

I live my life on a small island called Martha's Vineyard off the coast of Massachusetts...

..It's very secluded...

After living here 17 years and in this time discovered my sexuality and what not...I'm a little bored. I'm bored of the overly processed high school drama that you could only understand if you lived on an island yourself. Think you're good at avoiding people? Try being surrounded by water. I'm an aspiring musician...which is pretty cool I suppose..I promise I'll post a blog with some video clips or something fun for you to see.

To catch you up I'm going to be a senior in high school and I could honestly care less about my grades. It's really almost as if I know that the information that they are feeding me aren't actually going to benefit anything that I'm planning to accomplish in life.

Summer is pretty cool, lots of parties and things to do on an island...there isnt anything else to do..ha. It's my first summer with a car ..which has been SOO invigorating especially because my parents and I don't always get along especially good. Like now..

Late last night, after a movie, I went to a friend's house and being a new driver I figured I'd stay over because my curfew was narrowing in....to make a long story short..there was a misunderstanding and I thought I had permission to stay there. my parents are insane and freaked and called everyone they knew trying to figure out where I was. Obviously, I was at the friends house that I told her I was at..

I guess I don't really want to get into it beacuse I'm still mad. For some reason they always call this one friend to try and get in touch with me and I'm almost never hanging out with her when this happens. What sucks is that my friend wasn't even on island at this point and it was her parents who picked up.....like the last time...and the time before...you know it starts getting really inconsiderate. Just because you're not asleep and you're paranoid doesnt mean that other people aren't trying to sleep. AHH, the anger. Oh well..this story is really a lot longer than what I have explained to you here.

Now, I am not permitted to use the car for anything social for the next week...and in summer time that feels like a few months. So I've watched almost an entire season of America's Next Top Model this afternoon and I still smell like parmesean from the pasta I ate.

I love my friends and they have been putting up with some crazy shit.


Peace,
LuckyDucksters