Disregard hideous picture, please.

My reasoning behind no blogs since the 10th/11th:

On the 12th I went to see Bri's parents, and they're doing good. I'm glad. I gave them a small bouquet with blue Orchids in it.
On Valentine's day I went around in school with a "Forever alone" meme face taped to my shirt(which surprisingly, got me some hugs.)
On the 15th, I went to a Valentine's dance for Anime nerds(hosted by my library that has an Anime club and my friend's who started it,) which was awesome because I got to be surrounded by people that I love. And I wore a fancy vest due to one of the regulations that everyone had to dress in Formal wear. I nearly died from dancing around so much. The night ended with everyone making a huge Conga line and congaing out the doors to leave.
That weekend was like the eye of a storm though, so calm that it seemed unnatural. Except, I lost my Ipod.
AND THEN MONDAY, came the storm. -Old fashioned movie thunder sound by hitting a piece of metal-

When I was at lunch that Monday, a guy came up beside me in the lunch line and was like "Hey, faggot." I ignored him, then he bumped me with his shoulder and left, I thought nothing of it for the rest of school. And of course, when school let out I decided to walk home. On the way home, I was just walking, minding my own business like I always do and..Long story short, I got punched by some idiots(they received a few back, however.) When I got home, my mom was sitting in the kitchen smoking a cig and she looked at me and we just stared at each other. She didn't even ask why I had a swollen cheek, bruised eye(my actual eye had broken blood vessels in it,) or why I looked awful in general. Not even if I was ok. I just walked away and stayed in the bathroom for a while. A couple Aspirin later, I tried going to sleep but couldn't so I took a NyQuil and just waited a while and eventually passed out. Woke up and man I felt horrid. I couldn't sleep on that side of my face, and it's still hard to after three day's later. Everyone at school asked me what happened, so I told them and they just judged me on why I never told or tell anyone. I've got a date with a counselor tomorrow.