(warning: saturated with gay-topics. you have been WARNED)

... You know, I should make a key for groups of letters I say to summarize my day. Like.... SAS for stayed after school or COtF for came out to friend.... naw, that would alienate the few new readers I get. I'd install a guestbook into this lil blog, but I'm not THAT much of a bastard.

Anyway, Jill told me a rather amusing story today. She mentioned my name to Joey ( the second most known-about gay freshman) who inturn says "Oh, that guy can't hide his gay-ness that well." At about this point of the story, I was laughing hysterically. Most people, when I come out to them, say that I acted straight so that they couldn't tell the difference. I guess I'm not the only one with an active working gaydar on campus. -_-

Later, while I was staying after school to help Wendiferous on her student council posters, I came out to her. Again, the chorus of "oh, I thought you were straight." yadda yadda yadda. But then she started hounding me with all these questions; mainly "who do you like?" "how long have you known?" etc. So, we got onto the topic of my innate gaydar abilities. Thanks to my rather big mouth, I'm now stuck on an "outing" date so she can tell who's gay, mainly her former infatuation. What have I gotten into...

All during the ride home, she still hounded me for who I liked and I was adamant at not giving her that satisfaction. Somehow, my sis got to the topic of one of our acquaintances in middle school coming out. Not only that, but he had the nerve to call up Eric, and then blatanly hit on him on the phone! urgh... but then again, that just shows how cute E really is.

And just recently, Bill from AZ asked me exactly how many people knew about me. It took a few minutes (and several forgotten names) before I counted 18 people. What surprises me most is that (almost) all of them have been pretty tight lip about it. I'm glad I have friends I can trust... the others on the other hand....

... I swear this post is chock full of sappiness and sugary sweets. Oh well, long posts are hard to type up and I lack the energy to do one. Especially after that rather disturbing chapter of The House on Mango Street I read in english...

Speaking of which, I need to do my homework now -_-