Name's Obediah Lockhorne, but most everyone I know (family and friends, mostly) call me by my nickname, which so happens to be "Outrageous".
I am fouteen years old. Will be going into the ninth grade come September. I live with my family in Seattle, Washington; lived here all my life. Born here, still being raised here. I've been to several states (Utah, Colorado, Wyoming, Idaho, Montana, Arizona, New Mexico, Texas, Louisiana, Tennessee, etc.), but Washington State is my real home. I love it here.
I have a good family. I have my parents (Willie and Tobias; yeah, I have two dads; wanna make something out of it??) and my little brother, Willie, Jr. (he's Willie's kid; he's eight). We also have my Jack Russell terrier, "Jumpin' Jack". I did have a mom, but she left when she found out that Tobias (my dad) was in love with another man.
It's a long story; I really don't want to go on about it.
Kids give me enough grief about it. Don't want to add more fuel to the fire, y'know??
Guess if my family's any indication, I am not your typical teenage boy. I have two dads instead of a mom and a dad. I listen to classical and fusion music. I hate rap and rock; country's even worse. Country music makes me want to throw up. I am into classical concerts (thanks, in part, to Willie; he's a classical music afficianado), going to the art museum with my two dads, stargazing and learning about outer space and our planets, gymnastics/tumbling, studying the political scene, and reading anything I can get my grubby hands on. I'm a regular bookworm.
When I get to be an adult, I would like to be a meteorologist (weather is another thing I'm highly interested in!) ... that or a stormchaser ... ), a nuclear scientist, a politician, or astronomer, or a professional dancer.
I have plenty of dreams, as you can see.
When I am not going to school (school just ended last week; I don't go back until September), I like to read, sing (opera or popular music), dance, tumble, go to the art museum or hang out with my dads, eat (that's another thing I'm good at! LOL), play with Willie, Jr. and "Jumpin' Jack", visit my friends (what few I DO have), and build model airplanes, cars, trains, and trucks. I also write stories or poems (mostly about what it is like having two dads or missing my mom; not many people see what I write; to me, what I write is nobody's business but mine). I also like to journal, but this is the first time I've done a blog.
I just wonder what people will think of me when they see this. Will I end up being more ostracized than what I already am? That is probably one of my biggest fears. Or hazed. Last week, a kid was hazed after school when kids found out that his parents were gay and he was as well. He is still in the hospital as I write this; he's still in critical condition, with burns over 70% of his body. They don't know if he is going to pull through or not.
I'm terrified that this same thing will happen to me when they find out that my dad is gay.
Well, dad and Willie are going to take me out for a picnic supper at their friend Joe's house, so I guess I'd better get my arse in gear and get ready to join them. I will write in here again soon; until next time, this is Outrageous saying "Laters"!
~To be continued.~