thirteen

Thursday, January 28. 2016

20:51

I just wanted to start off by saying that I like my step dad way more than my step mom. 

I just walked through the door less then 5 minutes ago and the first thing my step mom says is, "Did Jones drop you off? Why are you home so early?". Like first off, why would Jones drop me off from school when he lives so far from me and doesn't even go to my school, and secondly, it's called taking transit quickly.

On the other hand, as I reached the top of the staircase, my step dad welcomed me in a big hug and asked me how my day was. 

This is a very very slim example.

Anyways, as I mentioned on my previous entry, I was going to say how my swimming and my meeting went.

I, unfortunately, didn't get around to swimming as I woke up completely exhausted and had to push that to next Thursday. I did meet with my professor at 11 am as planned and I was so nervous to speak with him.

I'm not sure if I mentioned why I was meeting with him on my previous entry but to explain it a little, everything I've been writing on these entries about my opinion on the LGBT community I finally had the confidence to write on paper. My professor called me to a meeting to discuss it further. He pretty much told me how 'gifted' I am to be able to talk on the opposing side of the class and how I should speak up more, and we also got into certain topics that we both shared our opinions on.

In result, it did not help me speak up in class later that day.

However, I had my critical writing class today and since it's focused on persuasive essays, my teacher decided to show us a short clip on a controversy topic. It showed this place in Vancouver where drug addicts are able to safely inject their drugs with clean needles and such. Of course there is a lot more background to this topic, but in result I was completely opposed by this idea and thought the government should stop funding it. Of course I was the only one to speak up on opposition as everyone else were for this facility. 

Just great.

How do I always find myself on the other side, speaking up alone?