Ok, tell me that they know now!

Ok today I came home, went to my room, and there it was… a pen… a half eaten, by my -destroyer of all that is good and rightful- dog. But I was like WTF! Not about the pen, but because my door was shut when I left and when I came home. Then I looked, and my computer had been restarted, because I was at my login screen. So either, my dog opened my door, chewed the pen to hell, then he either restarted my computer [or the power went off and he set my alarm clock back for me], then left my room, not forgetting to shut the door behind him; or someone was in my room and possibly chewed up a pen.

So they have to know right? Look at my computer case. And on top of that I had my ‘Queer Blues’ book right next to it. Then just next to my keyboard I had an Advocate. But still nothing has been said, and I haven’t seen my mom, but I know she is here. So what’s the deal? Eh, I’m going to have to call my little sister during the break after I finish my Plants and People exam, and see if anyone has said anything. Shit, I’m going to de-shelf my other gay books, and place those around the room; just incase it happens again. Moreover, I need to take my pride flag off my door, because if you open the door you can’t see it; I just have to find room on my walls [maybe I can put it back where it was, and just move that CD rack thing].

Another thing, I need something to do this New Years Eve; I’ve never really did anything for New Years, except watch Dick Clark scare me, but since his ass is out of the picture, I’m going to have to do something. I hope some sort of opportunity comes up soon; I’d hate to sit at home, and party with myself.