Updates

Hello, Internet People. So I guess I should fill you in on the details of my life that you missed out on. SO here it is. Since my post from September, things have changed drastically. I am no longer associated with Lesli in any way, for one. I tried to be her friend, but she started dating Elisabeth and still expected me to be her confidant. She went to me for all her problems, even those with Elisabeth, and I had to tell her to back off. I completely cut off contact with her in September when she started flirting with me overtly with Elisabeth in the room. So I stopped talking to her. I wasn't mean enough to not text her assignments when she missed school, but conversation never extended beyond that. We completely stopped interacting in all forms in February when she asked me what was wrong on a particularly bad day for me. I reacted strongly and she couldn't understand why. That was when she finally got the hint that I didn't want to be in her life anymore.
Even though she ended it, it still seemed like she wanted to get back together. Especially from the way she looked at Kat. That was another big change this school year. Kat, or Katrina, became very close to me and I became her best friend. Because of this new-found closeness, I became extremely affectionate with her. This translated into many people, including my brother, assuming we were a couple. So many people thought we were dating, and I'm pretty sure they still do. Sigh. Drama. I hate it.
So.....The biggest change. In March of this year, my mom's cousin passed away. It was the first day of my Rotary month, so there are some bad memories there. I feel extremely guilty about the whole thing. Louie was my favorite of my mom's cousins. He was gay and happy and so funny. Then he got stomach cancer. His health started declining in December, and it just went down hill until he passed on March 5th. It was hard on all of us. My mom's birthday was the following Friday, so that made it all worse. I mentioned earlier that I felt guilty, and now I'll tell you why. I hadn't seen him since we took the trip to LA last summer. I had every opportunity to go see him, especially near the end. Why didn't I go see him? My mom told me about how skinny he was, and how tired he was getting. I didn't want to tarnish my memory of him with who he was becoming near the end. I'm glad I didn't go, as bad as that sounds. The body in that box wasn't my beloved cousin who was more like an uncle to me. It was the body of someone taken too soon. It was the body of someone who wasted away. It wasn't the body of someone who laughed every day. It wasn't the body of someone who joked with my mom. I didn't recognize him. And it made me terribly sad.
Ok. Enough of this. I can't keep thinking about this, especially at the YWiC camp. I guess this is it for the update. So long for now!