I did it
I woke up to a foggy morning on the streets of my crowded Massachusetts neighborhood. last night I had completely finished my college application, so I was tired. but I wasn’t just physically tired. I was mentally tired of my family and their harassment. oh, by the way, my name is dawn highland. I live in Massachusetts with my insanely homophobic family, who aren’t racist, no matter what people say. just homophobic idiots. no one acknowledges that I’m not homophobic. at all. I might be straight, but I’m still a supporter. no one cares. but today was a good day. no need to worry about that s**t. I was finally going to college. getting away from this town where I had two friends who still kinda disliked me anyway. and now I’m cursing in my brain again. whatever. I went to get ready with happy thoughts in my head. that was hard, considering the fight my parents started with the town mayor. Jesus, I don’t even think they cared about what he said about kicking them out. they lived their own way and no one could make them leave, no matter the threat. last night I had stayed up till 4 AM just doing the college application. submitting it was hell, too. we had to email it, then use the submitting tool. Then.. PHEW! two more things. I had to email it to another person, THEN get my mom to use the signature tool on a computer. guess how THAT went. she needed to do it so I could have the proper permission to get in. ugh. no college was worth that trouble. this college better be worth it. and, thought I didn’t know it at the time, this college would be more than “worth it”.
I ran downstairs to get some breakfast. my mom asked, “did you get in? it’s important, dawn.” she added as she saw the sarcasm on my face. “ I don’t know yet mom. take a chill pill.” I grabbed some orange juice from the fridge and asked, “what’s for breakfast?” “eggs.” I sat down at the table and said “Jesus, Mary and Joseph” under my breath. my mom can be a pain in the ass sometimes. to others, she is all the time. but I can’t technically hate her. she’s my mom, for God’s sake! her favorite saying is “I brought you into this world, I can take you out of it.” no mom actually says such things with truth. my mom actually might, though. she’s got to keep it together sometimes. anyway, you don’t want to hear about boring daily routines, so let’s skip to the afternoon, when things get interesting.
