Short Stories and Gay Guys
So, haven't updated in a bit. Sorry about that.
You won't believe what I did at work on Saturday...Well, actually you probably will. I flirted with a gay guy. No, surely not! He works in the deli, and we've talked a few times before. He went to Eastern and knew Trevor. But Saturday I was actually flirting with him. I went all the way back to the deli on my break just to give him half of my candy bar that I didn't want.
But you want to know what's strange? I think that he thinks that I'm gay. He asked me if I've ever been to LYG (Louisville Youth Group--it's a youth group for gay and lesbian teens and young adults). Now why would I have gone there? He said he saw someone there who looked like me. But I wouldn't go unless I was gay myself, right? I mean, I don't think straight people are encouraged to go. I'm not too familiar with it, so maybe I'm wrong. But the whole time I was upset that he thought I was gay...Not because of being gay itself, but because if I was gay then we couldn't date...Which we couldn't do anyway since HE'S gay. I live in a crazy world.
I work for a couple hours today, and if he's there I might ask him if he wants to hang out some time. Why not?
Why do I only like gay guys? I don't understand. There's a guy at the gas station by my house that I think is cute...But I think he's gay too. ::sigh:: What's wrong with me??
Not much else is going on, really. I have a test I have to take by Wednesday. The third season of "Soap" is coming out tomorrow...But I don't think I'll get it tomorrow 'cause I don't really have the money.
The opening of my short story is due in class tomorrow too. I've written two different openings and I'm not sure which to go with. The first one is based on the guy at Valu that plays scratch off games literally ALL day. I can't even imagine how much money he spends doing that. His name is Bud (awesome) but in my story I called him Mac (not quite as awesome). The other one is about a girl driving to school who really has to pee, and then gets into a car accident.
The first one is well written, but I'm not sure were I could go with it. The second one isn't really my best writing, but I know where it's going, and it's kinda funny. But either way I have to make copies of one of them today to bring to class tomorrow.
Well, I guess that's it for now. I'll update again later I guess.
Until then,
Octopus
You won't believe what I did at work on Saturday...Well, actually you probably will. I flirted with a gay guy. No, surely not! He works in the deli, and we've talked a few times before. He went to Eastern and knew Trevor. But Saturday I was actually flirting with him. I went all the way back to the deli on my break just to give him half of my candy bar that I didn't want.
But you want to know what's strange? I think that he thinks that I'm gay. He asked me if I've ever been to LYG (Louisville Youth Group--it's a youth group for gay and lesbian teens and young adults). Now why would I have gone there? He said he saw someone there who looked like me. But I wouldn't go unless I was gay myself, right? I mean, I don't think straight people are encouraged to go. I'm not too familiar with it, so maybe I'm wrong. But the whole time I was upset that he thought I was gay...Not because of being gay itself, but because if I was gay then we couldn't date...Which we couldn't do anyway since HE'S gay. I live in a crazy world.
I work for a couple hours today, and if he's there I might ask him if he wants to hang out some time. Why not?
Why do I only like gay guys? I don't understand. There's a guy at the gas station by my house that I think is cute...But I think he's gay too. ::sigh:: What's wrong with me??
Not much else is going on, really. I have a test I have to take by Wednesday. The third season of "Soap" is coming out tomorrow...But I don't think I'll get it tomorrow 'cause I don't really have the money.
The opening of my short story is due in class tomorrow too. I've written two different openings and I'm not sure which to go with. The first one is based on the guy at Valu that plays scratch off games literally ALL day. I can't even imagine how much money he spends doing that. His name is Bud (awesome) but in my story I called him Mac (not quite as awesome). The other one is about a girl driving to school who really has to pee, and then gets into a car accident.
The first one is well written, but I'm not sure were I could go with it. The second one isn't really my best writing, but I know where it's going, and it's kinda funny. But either way I have to make copies of one of them today to bring to class tomorrow.
Well, I guess that's it for now. I'll update again later I guess.
Until then,
Octopus
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