What a crazy couple of months.

I finished the semester. I finished the first summer semester. Now I'm in my second summer semester. School just seems to never end. I'm Vice President of Treasury for Common Grounds, the LGBT club at Temple U. I met a really nice lesbian, Deanna who I am regretful that I have a penis whenever I talk to her. I mean, if I had a vagina and all, I would totally boing her, you know, with my strap on. But I have a penis and so I have to be her dyke...tyke? Whatever.

I came out to my parents they did not take it so well. Not very well at all. But right now, my plan is to act mature and to work as hard as possible to escape this hell hole in one piece. Even if it takes a year or two. Hopefully not more.

Matt visited me for a few days and that was awesome. It was really nice seeing him and while we were together, it was like we were going out again. Holding hands and kissing in public, staring at each other and asking him out on "dates" again even if I knew he had no choice but to say yes. Nights with him were also a treat.

I'm still alive and kicking. I'm looking for a man, someone who can give me those feelings of being wanted and loved again. I miss those feelings, I miss Matt. But I can find those feelings elsewhere, Matt is too far away.

Good day.