Solstis
Aug 8, 2004, 09:34 AM
Let's start this off my mentioning that my life is not perfect, and in fact, is far from it. Now, I'm not saying that my life, so far, is a pile of festering garbage, as it tends to hang at around average. There are people, however, who think otherwise.
Let's see if I can prove my average-and-not-perfect life:
9th Grade, Second Semester: Whilst laying down in bed one night, this thought came into my head "Fuck, I'm gay, aren't I?" (either that or Shit, not too sure). This is where my practice of studying straight guys in order to fit in began. >_>
10th Grade: This is what I would like to my "mental delusion" stage. Not only do I think that people are spying on me, I devised a complicated "magic/k" system in which to combat them. Uh-Huh. Let's just say that this was a weird stage of my life. It's not as if I was too terribly unhappy, as I had loving parents (who found out at some point during this year), but I made great grades in school.
But wait... in my head began the nagging thoughts. In other words, "WTF am I going to do with my life?" I also realized that within the span of one week, my parents refused to talk about my sexuality at all, and even had, apparently, tricked themselves into thinking it was only a "stage," or something. Whee!
11th Grade: Not quite as insane, but now a bit more depressed. Some of those wonderful questions, such as: "Are my parents going to love me still? Can I have kids? Can I get married?" start flooding my head. And the farce that is my social life continues.
12th Grade: I enter with a "fuck it" sort of attitude. Not like I suddenly started acting camp, I just really didn?t care about acting straight. No one but my closest friends notice, who then just think "Oh it's just Tony." During the summer on a trip with a few friends and ex-friends, I came out to one of my older buds, who is also gay. He gave me some advice and such, but I have yet to see him to this day. It might be my fault, but I guess I'm too shy to find him.
>.>
My life isn't shit (going to a good college soon and such), but it sure ain't perfect.
P.S.: If anyone has a problem with how I act in #psow or the forums, which isn't how I really act, but would if I wasn?t afraid... fuck off! I'm not saying that anyone does, but just in case, fuck off.
[edit #1]: Changed title so people put their angst shields on before reading.
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Let's see if I can prove my average-and-not-perfect life:
9th Grade, Second Semester: Whilst laying down in bed one night, this thought came into my head "Fuck, I'm gay, aren't I?" (either that or Shit, not too sure). This is where my practice of studying straight guys in order to fit in began. >_>
10th Grade: This is what I would like to my "mental delusion" stage. Not only do I think that people are spying on me, I devised a complicated "magic/k" system in which to combat them. Uh-Huh. Let's just say that this was a weird stage of my life. It's not as if I was too terribly unhappy, as I had loving parents (who found out at some point during this year), but I made great grades in school.
But wait... in my head began the nagging thoughts. In other words, "WTF am I going to do with my life?" I also realized that within the span of one week, my parents refused to talk about my sexuality at all, and even had, apparently, tricked themselves into thinking it was only a "stage," or something. Whee!
11th Grade: Not quite as insane, but now a bit more depressed. Some of those wonderful questions, such as: "Are my parents going to love me still? Can I have kids? Can I get married?" start flooding my head. And the farce that is my social life continues.
12th Grade: I enter with a "fuck it" sort of attitude. Not like I suddenly started acting camp, I just really didn?t care about acting straight. No one but my closest friends notice, who then just think "Oh it's just Tony." During the summer on a trip with a few friends and ex-friends, I came out to one of my older buds, who is also gay. He gave me some advice and such, but I have yet to see him to this day. It might be my fault, but I guess I'm too shy to find him.
>.>
My life isn't shit (going to a good college soon and such), but it sure ain't perfect.
P.S.: If anyone has a problem with how I act in #psow or the forums, which isn't how I really act, but would if I wasn?t afraid... fuck off! I'm not saying that anyone does, but just in case, fuck off.
[edit #1]: Changed title so people put their angst shields on before reading.
<font size=-1>[ This Message was edited by: Solstis on 2004-08-08 08:22 ]</font>