Well today was a VERY fun day for my brain. I just love to argue about all kinds of stuff and my mom just hates me for it. I had a very lovely fight about religion which somehow started out will the best question ever! "When did you decide to be gay." Well all I could do was laugh and ask when he decided to be straight. I will admit, this christian is a really good friend and perhaps this might of made us closer friends. We didnt really say much about the gay issues but I have gotten accustom to not talking about "gay" things around my guy friends.
I just love having that 30 minutes between home and school. That mile walk if you just walk strait there and back. But I choose to take the lovely scenic route that just adds on extra minutes and miles. Past the trees and tweeting birds. Barking dogs and such kind people. Yet when they see a guy like me they must think that this guy is here to rob them or to break something. Or at least thats the kind of looks that I get from the old ladies and young people. Then again I wouldnt expect less from a guy that looks like a stoner. Or some guy that looks like a total rocker. So I wouldnt expect less from people to judge me. Im used to it, just like im used to people being so surprised when they find out im gay. Its gotten sorta old after a while.
(now you have a clue on what I do day in & day out)
thats why there never say dont judge a book by its cover, you got to look at the back, hahaflvhfbk
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