The Diary of a Closeted Lesbian

I spun around in the black desk chair watching as the white walls mixed with the blur of my Colton Dixon poster and the purple of my roommates tapestry. I stopped myself staring back down at the bright pink diary laying flat on the dark wood of the desk. My mother had gotten it for me as a going away gift to "reflect on my choices while away at college" but I don't think we have the same idea of what good and bad decisions are anymore. I opened the cover revealing the thin gray lines running down the first page and grabbed a pen from the cup on the left hand side of the desk. Dear Diary, I don't even know where to start considering that this will be my first time "reflecting" on what my mother would call "sinful mistakes". I don't know what the opinion of a girly ass pink diary would be on the topic but prepare yourself for the story of a lifetime. I do

Dear Diary,I'm so sorry I didn't have time to write yesterday but trust me the wait was worth it. I didn't even get back to my dorm room until 4am and at that point I was in no state to write an entry. Honestly I still don't know exactly how to even begin to explain the rollercoaster that was the past two days. I mean last time I wrote everything was so much simpler than it is now. I mean I literally feel like a different person right now after kissing three different girls and yet I feel more scared than ever to come out. I'm sorry I'm getting a head of myself, let's start with yesterday before I spoil the whole story. Everything was pretty normal at first since we just attended a bunch of seminars and bonding activities. The last thing we did however was where things started to go both up and down all at the same time. We were told to line up side by side all the way down the field with two lines f

Dear Diary, Today was the first day of classes and it had actually gone really well in terms of getting handed a syllabus in every class and listening to them read it line by line. My first class, Calculus, had started at 9:10 and would usually end at 10:00 but the teacher had let us out early since it was the first day. After that I had a ridiculously long break from 10:00 to 4:10 and for the first time since I got here I had no idea what to do to kill the time.  Once back inside my room I noticed that Anna had disappeared while I was gone and I was glad to be alone. I had just turned on pretty little liars on my laptop and settled into bed when my phone started ringing. I looked down at the caller ID and saw Julia's name with a cute picture of her in a sun dress I had set as her contact photo displaying on the screen.  I hes