Talked to my neighbor Linds the other night. Last Halloween we went walking with her father and talked about random stuff. It was cool to just hang out and talk. It was obviously great fun because she wanted to do it again this year. There are some new neighbors that were having a party for Halloween we saw as we were out walking. We were invited in kind of... random people were at the party and saw us older kids I guess and invited us to party. They were blalsting the "Rocky Horror" soundtrack. I have that going through my head right now. We drank. I had 3 cups of beer, which was probably too much and talked to Linds about stuff I'm not sure I remember. Then we went walking and trick or treating. She said that we should have some fun, hence the trick or treating. I was already pretty buzzed, so figured let's do the trick or treating. Yes, we're both 20. I haven't trick or treated since 8th grade, so this was the first time in like 8 years. It was awesome. Trick or treat!!! I missed saying that. We went to her parents, which probably was not the best one after coming from that party and drinking. It was awesome though. Lindsay's dad was like at least you guys are having fun, do whatever. He gave us big black trash bags like you would use for yard waste to trick or treat with. We talked to her parents, then went to the people down below me, then about 8 other neighbors who we are cool with and would give us candy regardless of age. It was fun. They got a kick out of us doing it, laughed, and stuff like that. Our neighbor Erin's parents wanted pictures of us doing it so they could send to Erin to show the fun she missed out on. She did miss out.
I came home about 8:40 or so and my parents were completely oblivious to what I did tonight or the drinking or any of that. I'm still kind of buzzed and hope that this post comes out coherent. I can't believe what I did tonight. If you asked me 12 hours ago what I was going to do, I would have told you I had no clue- 6 hours ago even. I don't think blogger has a spell check, which is probably decently needed, but I hope this post was coherent and I wasn't blabbing on. I can't believe I'm blogging 90% buzzed. I'm not sure if I'm drunk. I've never been, but I feel pretty buzzed and my reflexes are slow and I can tell. Walking around is like wooow. The most I usualyl have is 2 drinks. I want a butterfinger right now. I feel really blad about blogging, but I wanted to.
The weather was awesome tonight also. It was warmer than usual on Halloween. No jacket required. No shoes and no shirt woudln't have been a problem tonight. In fact I saw a random high schooker out trick-or-treating and he had a 6 pack chest and had his shirt off walking around trick-or-treating. Yuck. He's in high school.
Edit: I went back and did spell check. I was that embarrassed. I had some terrible errors. I spelled which something like hwchi, so I had to fix that for my sanity. I'm leaving all of my random thoughts while posting this in, as mcuh as I wanted to take them out just because I think it is funny what was going through my mind during this thing. I want to point out there was no driving involved... only walking. haha Can you get a ticket for walking under the influence by the way? haha I'll stop while I'm still ahead.
Wednesday, October 31, 2007
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
I was horny
The Guy im'd me when I got home from school tonight at 5:30. We talked a few minutes about what each other was doing, what we were eating, stuff like that. He talked about burning a bunch of porn onto disks. We were talking about threesomes (he says it is my turn to find someone to have one with) and soon I was horny. I told him that he made me that way. His respone was "woops." Haha. We talked a little more, then we decided to hang out.
Got over to his place and he was on the phone with a friend Mike talking about random things like Macs and the date The Guy has Friday night. Hopefully it goes well for The Guy. He totally deserves to meet a great guy and have a great date.
We sat at the computer for a few minutes, then The Guy showed me that he got a DVD he ordered we were talking about the other day. It was Zorro with a gay twist. Can't remember the exact name. It was pretty hilarious.
When the movie started we cuddled, then I rubbed his dick, he pulled his shorts down and off, then I sucked him off. I sucked him for a while, then we cuddled, kissed, and some other stuff. The Guy sucked me for a few moments. It was hot!!! We laid on top of each other and grinded. I had such a great time and it was soooooooooooooooo hot!!! We ended by him jacking off, me getting his load in my face, I was jacking my dick and shot my load on his leg. We showered up real quickly. I think this was the shortest shower we have ever taken together.
We got out, dried off, he made popcorn, then we continued the movie. I laid and kept my hand on him most the time and laid up against him. I love holding him. He was playing with his dog who was jealous someone else was there getting some attention. His dog is too funny.
The Guy fell asleep near the end of the movie. I'd say in the last 25 minutes or so. After the movie ended I whispered I was going to take off. We kissed, I told him goodnight. Then he told me to not let the bed bugs bite. haha. I said I'd try to not. Then he said he was hungry and if I'd go get him something. I said I would cuz I'm nice like that. He wanted Monster energy drinks and string cheese.
I drove over to the liquor store and got some. Talked to the man working in the liquor store about how he hates Halloween cuz everyone comes in with masks, which makes it perfect for a robbery.
Got back to his place and gave him his stuff. He tried to pay me, but I refused. He is totally worth it, and it was no big deal. We hugged, kissed, and then I took off. Got home about 9:25. I was flying down the freeway and made it home in 29 minutes.
Got over to his place and he was on the phone with a friend Mike talking about random things like Macs and the date The Guy has Friday night. Hopefully it goes well for The Guy. He totally deserves to meet a great guy and have a great date.
We sat at the computer for a few minutes, then The Guy showed me that he got a DVD he ordered we were talking about the other day. It was Zorro with a gay twist. Can't remember the exact name. It was pretty hilarious.
When the movie started we cuddled, then I rubbed his dick, he pulled his shorts down and off, then I sucked him off. I sucked him for a while, then we cuddled, kissed, and some other stuff. The Guy sucked me for a few moments. It was hot!!! We laid on top of each other and grinded. I had such a great time and it was soooooooooooooooo hot!!! We ended by him jacking off, me getting his load in my face, I was jacking my dick and shot my load on his leg. We showered up real quickly. I think this was the shortest shower we have ever taken together.
We got out, dried off, he made popcorn, then we continued the movie. I laid and kept my hand on him most the time and laid up against him. I love holding him. He was playing with his dog who was jealous someone else was there getting some attention. His dog is too funny.
The Guy fell asleep near the end of the movie. I'd say in the last 25 minutes or so. After the movie ended I whispered I was going to take off. We kissed, I told him goodnight. Then he told me to not let the bed bugs bite. haha. I said I'd try to not. Then he said he was hungry and if I'd go get him something. I said I would cuz I'm nice like that. He wanted Monster energy drinks and string cheese.
I drove over to the liquor store and got some. Talked to the man working in the liquor store about how he hates Halloween cuz everyone comes in with masks, which makes it perfect for a robbery.
Got back to his place and gave him his stuff. He tried to pay me, but I refused. He is totally worth it, and it was no big deal. We hugged, kissed, and then I took off. Got home about 9:25. I was flying down the freeway and made it home in 29 minutes.
Monday, October 29, 2007
I was Crankin' That Soulja Boy at work today...
The other day Gonzo and I made a deal with the kids in one of the junior classes. We would grade their notebooks today and if EVERY person turned in a notebook and every person got over an 80% we would do the Soulja Boy dance for the class... YES... in front of everybody... a white boy like me dancing to this. No, that was not a deal I made. I was sucked into the deal. I was embarrassed however, but up for the challenge.
So what did I do Saturday and Sunday? I watched the instructional video and spent some time in my room practicing. I couldn't let Gonzo show me up.
The class got average was an 85% on the notebook, so I had todance. At first I said No, Mike is not going up there and making a foolof himself.
After O, a black girl, she's a cheerleader came up to me and said she'd dance and cheer me on, I said ok. I said I didn't know the dance and so needed her to show me. D connected his ipod to the computer speakers and played the song. O in the meantime showed me what to do and I followed her moves. Gonzo and I got up in front and got ready. O made fun of me afterward saying that I was lying and that I did know it.
So how did I do? I made a complete fool of myself, but it was all ingood fun. I just got up there, didn't let myself have time to getembarrassed and began kinda dancing waiting for the song to begin. When the actual song started, the class got a good laugh, Mrs. V got a goodlaugh, andeveryone else.
We played it a 2nd time and Mrs. V joined in and that made it more fun. Mrs. V didn't know what she was doing. Gonzo, Mrs. V and I were up there bumping into each other trying to dance to it. Soon about 10 other people in the classwere up there in front dancing to it also. It got pretty crazy.
I got the dance moves for the mostpart the first time around, but afterthe heel slap Imessed up on the whole foot thing. I was able to catch up and get backon track. Gonzo and I were a little off on timing- she was always a fewsteps ahead of me. When Mrs. V came up I could get through the firstpart until after the heel kick and then was dying of laughter andbumped into Mrs. V and then just kind of danced with my elbows out and shaking my body. I almost wish someone had captured it on their cellphone.
HAHA. Not that I'd post the video or anything, but just for me to laughat and see. Good times, though.
Here are some teacher's cranking that... haha... definitely moreorganized than my dance was today... they've had practice
Is this teacher below not the hottest thing?
So what did I do Saturday and Sunday? I watched the instructional video and spent some time in my room practicing. I couldn't let Gonzo show me up.
The class got average was an 85% on the notebook, so I had todance. At first I said No, Mike is not going up there and making a foolof himself.
After O, a black girl, she's a cheerleader came up to me and said she'd dance and cheer me on, I said ok. I said I didn't know the dance and so needed her to show me. D connected his ipod to the computer speakers and played the song. O in the meantime showed me what to do and I followed her moves. Gonzo and I got up in front and got ready. O made fun of me afterward saying that I was lying and that I did know it.
So how did I do? I made a complete fool of myself, but it was all ingood fun. I just got up there, didn't let myself have time to getembarrassed and began kinda dancing waiting for the song to begin. When the actual song started, the class got a good laugh, Mrs. V got a goodlaugh, andeveryone else.
We played it a 2nd time and Mrs. V joined in and that made it more fun. Mrs. V didn't know what she was doing. Gonzo, Mrs. V and I were up there bumping into each other trying to dance to it. Soon about 10 other people in the classwere up there in front dancing to it also. It got pretty crazy.
I got the dance moves for the mostpart the first time around, but afterthe heel slap Imessed up on the whole foot thing. I was able to catch up and get backon track. Gonzo and I were a little off on timing- she was always a fewsteps ahead of me. When Mrs. V came up I could get through the firstpart until after the heel kick and then was dying of laughter andbumped into Mrs. V and then just kind of danced with my elbows out and shaking my body. I almost wish someone had captured it on their cellphone.
HAHA. Not that I'd post the video or anything, but just for me to laughat and see. Good times, though.
Here are some teacher's cranking that... haha... definitely moreorganized than my dance was today... they've had practice
Is this teacher below not the hottest thing?
Friday, October 26, 2007
Tomorrow just became harder
First of all because Gonzo just texted me saying she can't go because she can't afford to since she doesn't have the money. I'm going to offer to pay and or say she can pay me back later or buy me lunch another day at work.
Secondly because of events I can't really go into at work- that's how serious it is.
First, a kid I tutored was called queer by a kid in the class. The kid is gay, he is 15, he is a freshmen, his parents are having a hard time dealing with it and are telling him he is not gay. He is getting crap for it at home and at school. I feel so sorry for him... he is so young. Anyways, I can't go into what happened with that. At lunch, Gonzo, the coordinator, and I were talking about how difficult it must be for the kid to come out so young. In my mind I was thinking yeah, and I'm coming out to Gonzo tomorrow. Then we talked about how sexuality shouldn't matter, Gonzo said nobody should be upset because sexuality is something you can't change. That's great that she said that and was reassuring, but all of this didn't come at a wonderful time when I was thinking I'm taking my first giant step.
Then we talked about how Mr. P (one of my favorite teachers of all time and I work with him now and tutor for his class) has dealt with it since the kid is in Mr. P's class. Mr. P will do anything for any student and stand up for any kid who makes fun of another. Mrs. C informed us that Mr. P is taking this issue to heart and is really upset by it because Mr. P's own brother is gay and seeing kids bullied over sexuality is something Mr. P will especially not tolerate. Mr. P has a special place in his heart for anyone who is struggling with sexuality because his dad was a minister and so obviously he disapproved a lot about what Mr. P's brother did. Mr. P's brother was almost driven to suicide. I had in fact heard this before from a couple sources, but this confirmed it. I have a whole new respect for Mr. P hearing about how he has stood up for gay guys in the past and some of the fights he has got into with guys over this. I don't plan on telling Mr. P or Mrs. C about me, but just to know that Mr. P would be totally ok with it is awesome. I would never tell Mr. P or Mrs. C in fact, especially because both know my parents very well and plus I know Mr. P on many levels- a colleague, student, and friend.
I just texted Gonzo while writing this offering to pay tomorrow. We'll see what she says. I was going crazy this afternoon driving home from school thinking about telling her. This whole thing just made it really awkward. I was thinking about how I could approach it and after having a while to think about it decided I'm going to tell Gonzo I've been trying to tell her and planned on telling her even prior to all this sexuality stuff at work today. This thing also just made me more antsy and I am even more nervous about when I can finally tell her.
Update: Gonzo said NO for tomorrow. DANG!!! I also told my mom about the whole thing above and elaborated on everything. She was almost in tears that Mr. P's brother almost committed suicide. That makes me feel good just to see that she heard what a hard time his brother had.
Secondly because of events I can't really go into at work- that's how serious it is.
First, a kid I tutored was called queer by a kid in the class. The kid is gay, he is 15, he is a freshmen, his parents are having a hard time dealing with it and are telling him he is not gay. He is getting crap for it at home and at school. I feel so sorry for him... he is so young. Anyways, I can't go into what happened with that. At lunch, Gonzo, the coordinator, and I were talking about how difficult it must be for the kid to come out so young. In my mind I was thinking yeah, and I'm coming out to Gonzo tomorrow. Then we talked about how sexuality shouldn't matter, Gonzo said nobody should be upset because sexuality is something you can't change. That's great that she said that and was reassuring, but all of this didn't come at a wonderful time when I was thinking I'm taking my first giant step.
Then we talked about how Mr. P (one of my favorite teachers of all time and I work with him now and tutor for his class) has dealt with it since the kid is in Mr. P's class. Mr. P will do anything for any student and stand up for any kid who makes fun of another. Mrs. C informed us that Mr. P is taking this issue to heart and is really upset by it because Mr. P's own brother is gay and seeing kids bullied over sexuality is something Mr. P will especially not tolerate. Mr. P has a special place in his heart for anyone who is struggling with sexuality because his dad was a minister and so obviously he disapproved a lot about what Mr. P's brother did. Mr. P's brother was almost driven to suicide. I had in fact heard this before from a couple sources, but this confirmed it. I have a whole new respect for Mr. P hearing about how he has stood up for gay guys in the past and some of the fights he has got into with guys over this. I don't plan on telling Mr. P or Mrs. C about me, but just to know that Mr. P would be totally ok with it is awesome. I would never tell Mr. P or Mrs. C in fact, especially because both know my parents very well and plus I know Mr. P on many levels- a colleague, student, and friend.
I just texted Gonzo while writing this offering to pay tomorrow. We'll see what she says. I was going crazy this afternoon driving home from school thinking about telling her. This whole thing just made it really awkward. I was thinking about how I could approach it and after having a while to think about it decided I'm going to tell Gonzo I've been trying to tell her and planned on telling her even prior to all this sexuality stuff at work today. This thing also just made me more antsy and I am even more nervous about when I can finally tell her.
Update: Gonzo said NO for tomorrow. DANG!!! I also told my mom about the whole thing above and elaborated on everything. She was almost in tears that Mr. P's brother almost committed suicide. That makes me feel good just to see that she heard what a hard time his brother had.
The plan and Gonzo
Saturday I may finally get to tell Gonzo the situation. We have texted back and forth and decided Saturday about 3:30 we'll have lunch at an undetermined location.
For those of you who have been keeping track, in the past I didn't sound as nervous telling Gonzo. In fact, I was looking forward to it in some aspects. I was scared on one hand about her finally knowing my secret, but the fact that I was going to do it so spontaneously eased my worry.
The worry however has set in and I now have the butterflies in my stomach, knot in my chest since I've had several extra weeks to mull over the issue. Hopefully the extra time is for the better and so I won't say anything I will regret. I have had 3 or so weeks to think about telling her. It can play out 1 of 2 ways and here is what I have planned. I know and have been told not to plan coming out because most likely it won't happen the way you plan, and maybe it won't, but I want to at least have something more or less rehearsed so I don't come off looking like a complete idiot or saying something I hadn't planned, therefore having to give Gonzo further explanation of something I don't want to (like how far I've gone with a guy or some other details). So here are my somewhat rehearsed responses for possible questions she may ask.
When we have our lunches one of us asks the relationship question. She'll say something to the effect of, "so Mike how are things with you and the girls?" If it comes out that way, I plan to say "well Gonzo, not so well... I have had a couple bad dates, but I've been meeting some guys."
Another way it could come is I'll ask her how her and her boyfriend are, she'll tell me, then say I need a girl and I'll say well, "I need a girl... or guy..."
Or maybe I'll be really bold and say Gonzo... I'm bi. In either case I'm going to say BI- not gay. Originally I was going to say gay, but the thing is she knows both of my ex girlfriends and I don't want to sound like I had no interest in them and everything, so I want to say BI just to ease my mind. An advantage to saying bi is that I won't have to go and explain the whole ex situation.
In whatever case, whether it plays out like this, or not, I'm sure she'll be inquisitive and want to know every detail. I don't want her to know every detail. So here's my story and this is what I plan to stick to.
If she asks something like when did this happen, how did I find out, etc.?
I don't know how it happened. A few months back I was cruising myspace or something and a guy messaged me telling me I was hot. (I will tell her if need be that I'd known this guy for a while and knew he was gay). That idea of a guy thinking I was hot intrigued me and I started entertaining the thought that maybe he guys were an option. We chatted for a while and soon after we're meeting up at his place hanging out, and after a while, we make out. The making out was far better than any I have ever done with a girl.
If she asks how I have kept it a secret from my parents...
Very carefully... I told them Steve was a friend from high school. They know Steve, he's a likeable, good guy. I'll tell her the excuses I've used and stuff like that.
If she asks how far I've gone...
Not much beyond hugging, cuddling, making out, but I found I can really enjoy either male or female companionship.
If she asks how long I've kept this a secret from her because I do plan to say I have gone on a few dates with guys just to not make it sound like it is a big lie and I'm joking with her...
I'm going to say that all of the dates I've told her about were with girls, but Steve (my code name for my parents and Gonzo for The Guy) is really the guy I met. I just never felt comfortable with telling her, even though there was no real reason to not trust her. I have told her several times that Steve and I hung out. I'm going to tell her that yes, I was lying. I am not talking about Steve our high school friend and I feel terrible about doing it, but I'm new to this whole situation and everything, everything has happened so fast, and it has been driving me crazy, so I wanted to tell her now and quit the lying because she is someone I really do trust.
If she asks what Steve/The Guy looks like...
I am not sure I'll say he is on my top friends on myspace. I don't have a picture of him on my phone unfortunately (I wish I did... his hot face showing up everytime I receive a call etc. etc would be hot). But really, I am not sure I want to show her who he is... at least not yet. I'll just say I'll show you one of these days and continue playing that off. Not that I have any reservations about showing her what The Guy looks like, because I don't... he is a damn good looking guy and I'm proud to know him. Really, Saturday, I just want to focus on telling her, making sure she understand where I'm coming from, then we can talk about cute guys and the like later.
I plan to emphasize the fact that she is the only one who knows, but I couldn't bare lie to her anymore about where I've gone and who I've seen. I'm going to ask that she keep it a secret from my parents, friends, and coworkers. I'm going to emphasize with how much I trust her, things like that. I'm going to tell her how sorry I am for lying, I hope she hasn't lost my trust, and how things just happened so quick.
Now that I have this figured out for the mostpart, maybe I can fall right to sleep without worrying anymore. I laid down in bed at 10:30, at 12:30 I was still laying thinking about Saturday, so decided to get up to write this.
For those of you who have been keeping track, in the past I didn't sound as nervous telling Gonzo. In fact, I was looking forward to it in some aspects. I was scared on one hand about her finally knowing my secret, but the fact that I was going to do it so spontaneously eased my worry.
The worry however has set in and I now have the butterflies in my stomach, knot in my chest since I've had several extra weeks to mull over the issue. Hopefully the extra time is for the better and so I won't say anything I will regret. I have had 3 or so weeks to think about telling her. It can play out 1 of 2 ways and here is what I have planned. I know and have been told not to plan coming out because most likely it won't happen the way you plan, and maybe it won't, but I want to at least have something more or less rehearsed so I don't come off looking like a complete idiot or saying something I hadn't planned, therefore having to give Gonzo further explanation of something I don't want to (like how far I've gone with a guy or some other details). So here are my somewhat rehearsed responses for possible questions she may ask.
When we have our lunches one of us asks the relationship question. She'll say something to the effect of, "so Mike how are things with you and the girls?" If it comes out that way, I plan to say "well Gonzo, not so well... I have had a couple bad dates, but I've been meeting some guys."
Another way it could come is I'll ask her how her and her boyfriend are, she'll tell me, then say I need a girl and I'll say well, "I need a girl... or guy..."
Or maybe I'll be really bold and say Gonzo... I'm bi. In either case I'm going to say BI- not gay. Originally I was going to say gay, but the thing is she knows both of my ex girlfriends and I don't want to sound like I had no interest in them and everything, so I want to say BI just to ease my mind. An advantage to saying bi is that I won't have to go and explain the whole ex situation.
In whatever case, whether it plays out like this, or not, I'm sure she'll be inquisitive and want to know every detail. I don't want her to know every detail. So here's my story and this is what I plan to stick to.
If she asks something like when did this happen, how did I find out, etc.?
I don't know how it happened. A few months back I was cruising myspace or something and a guy messaged me telling me I was hot. (I will tell her if need be that I'd known this guy for a while and knew he was gay). That idea of a guy thinking I was hot intrigued me and I started entertaining the thought that maybe he guys were an option. We chatted for a while and soon after we're meeting up at his place hanging out, and after a while, we make out. The making out was far better than any I have ever done with a girl.
If she asks how I have kept it a secret from my parents...
Very carefully... I told them Steve was a friend from high school. They know Steve, he's a likeable, good guy. I'll tell her the excuses I've used and stuff like that.
If she asks how far I've gone...
Not much beyond hugging, cuddling, making out, but I found I can really enjoy either male or female companionship.
If she asks how long I've kept this a secret from her because I do plan to say I have gone on a few dates with guys just to not make it sound like it is a big lie and I'm joking with her...
I'm going to say that all of the dates I've told her about were with girls, but Steve (my code name for my parents and Gonzo for The Guy) is really the guy I met. I just never felt comfortable with telling her, even though there was no real reason to not trust her. I have told her several times that Steve and I hung out. I'm going to tell her that yes, I was lying. I am not talking about Steve our high school friend and I feel terrible about doing it, but I'm new to this whole situation and everything, everything has happened so fast, and it has been driving me crazy, so I wanted to tell her now and quit the lying because she is someone I really do trust.
If she asks what Steve/The Guy looks like...
I am not sure I'll say he is on my top friends on myspace. I don't have a picture of him on my phone unfortunately (I wish I did... his hot face showing up everytime I receive a call etc. etc would be hot). But really, I am not sure I want to show her who he is... at least not yet. I'll just say I'll show you one of these days and continue playing that off. Not that I have any reservations about showing her what The Guy looks like, because I don't... he is a damn good looking guy and I'm proud to know him. Really, Saturday, I just want to focus on telling her, making sure she understand where I'm coming from, then we can talk about cute guys and the like later.
I plan to emphasize the fact that she is the only one who knows, but I couldn't bare lie to her anymore about where I've gone and who I've seen. I'm going to ask that she keep it a secret from my parents, friends, and coworkers. I'm going to emphasize with how much I trust her, things like that. I'm going to tell her how sorry I am for lying, I hope she hasn't lost my trust, and how things just happened so quick.
Now that I have this figured out for the mostpart, maybe I can fall right to sleep without worrying anymore. I laid down in bed at 10:30, at 12:30 I was still laying thinking about Saturday, so decided to get up to write this.
Wednesday, October 24, 2007
I met the parents...
Some random details... The Guy called me 4-5 times yesterday telling me he didn't know where he was going, he was getting on a plane, etc. etc. Turns out he had a date in Phoenix. Haha. He called me at 11:30 last night to ask if I could go over and dog sit because his friend who was supposed to was not responding. As I was about ready to walk out of the house, he called and his friend had called him.
I went over to The Guy's house to have him look at my computer about 6p.m. and make sure that my installation of Windows XP went ok. He gave his approval- I knew what I was doing.
We sat around on the couch talking, then he went out to get in the jacuzzi. I went with him and sat at the edge talking. We talked about his friend Louis (yes, one of the guy's I had a 3-some with). Found out he is not out at all. He has a girlfriend who is psycho. He is on dialysis for his MS type deal. He didn't want to hang out with his good, Christian, girlfriend who decided to text all of his friends and send out a mass text including to Louis' sister. She said Louis was out with other girls at a bar. His sister told his parents and his parents went to the girl's house and she, as well as her parents denied it. Louis was really humiliated, plus with the dialysis and a close family friend died.
We talked about me coming out while out at the jacuzzi and how The Guy and his friends are really the only ones who know. Talked about how he is convinced moms always know their kids are gay. Talked about my human reproduction project and other alternatives since my mom was not happy with the topic I "chose."
The Guy gets out of the jacuzzi and suddenly has a cold sore. He wants to go to CVS to get Abreva for his cold sore. The Guy then decided to call his mom and see if she could bring him the stuff for cold sores tommorow. A minute later, The Guy decided we'll go to his parents house to get the stuff. I was a little apprehensive... meet the parents... we're not going out, but the idea of meeting the parents.
In the car we talked about fun stuff like school, my eyebrows, stuff like that. The Guy is going to take me to his girl to help with my eyebrows... haha. The Guy also gave his advice on what he thinks needs done and I completely agree. We talked about moms knowing their sons are gay again.
The Guy's parents live in the OC. As we pull up to the house The Guy asks me if I want to go in or stay in the car. I say stay in the car and I'm there for maybe 10 minutes or so when the garage door opens. I see a woman in the shadows walking out with a wine glass in her hand and opens the car door. That seemed like a scene out of a movie or TV... like Lucille in "Arrested Development." I say hi and introduce myself. She shakes my hand and tells me that I can't come over and not say hi.
We go in the garage. The Guy is in his dad's new Mercedes playing with it. His brother is out in the garage also looking at the car and stuff. Then The Guy's dad comes out of the house and I say hi. His brother gets The Guy and me a water bottle. The Guy then has his brother get his dad's ipod, puts it in the car, his dad is adamant he is not going to learn to use it, he is going to use the radio, stuff like that. It was funny. His dad told me to take The Guy and leave in a playful way. Haha. It was overall a good experience.
In the car we talked about the gym and how my mom might react if I come out.
We get back to The Guy's place and decide to call it a night. I left about 9:30.
*** Aaron, one of The Guy's other friends I met just added me on myspace tonight. I left him a basic hi, what's up comment.
I went over to The Guy's house to have him look at my computer about 6p.m. and make sure that my installation of Windows XP went ok. He gave his approval- I knew what I was doing.
We sat around on the couch talking, then he went out to get in the jacuzzi. I went with him and sat at the edge talking. We talked about his friend Louis (yes, one of the guy's I had a 3-some with). Found out he is not out at all. He has a girlfriend who is psycho. He is on dialysis for his MS type deal. He didn't want to hang out with his good, Christian, girlfriend who decided to text all of his friends and send out a mass text including to Louis' sister. She said Louis was out with other girls at a bar. His sister told his parents and his parents went to the girl's house and she, as well as her parents denied it. Louis was really humiliated, plus with the dialysis and a close family friend died.
We talked about me coming out while out at the jacuzzi and how The Guy and his friends are really the only ones who know. Talked about how he is convinced moms always know their kids are gay. Talked about my human reproduction project and other alternatives since my mom was not happy with the topic I "chose."
The Guy gets out of the jacuzzi and suddenly has a cold sore. He wants to go to CVS to get Abreva for his cold sore. The Guy then decided to call his mom and see if she could bring him the stuff for cold sores tommorow. A minute later, The Guy decided we'll go to his parents house to get the stuff. I was a little apprehensive... meet the parents... we're not going out, but the idea of meeting the parents.
In the car we talked about fun stuff like school, my eyebrows, stuff like that. The Guy is going to take me to his girl to help with my eyebrows... haha. The Guy also gave his advice on what he thinks needs done and I completely agree. We talked about moms knowing their sons are gay again.
The Guy's parents live in the OC. As we pull up to the house The Guy asks me if I want to go in or stay in the car. I say stay in the car and I'm there for maybe 10 minutes or so when the garage door opens. I see a woman in the shadows walking out with a wine glass in her hand and opens the car door. That seemed like a scene out of a movie or TV... like Lucille in "Arrested Development." I say hi and introduce myself. She shakes my hand and tells me that I can't come over and not say hi.
We go in the garage. The Guy is in his dad's new Mercedes playing with it. His brother is out in the garage also looking at the car and stuff. Then The Guy's dad comes out of the house and I say hi. His brother gets The Guy and me a water bottle. The Guy then has his brother get his dad's ipod, puts it in the car, his dad is adamant he is not going to learn to use it, he is going to use the radio, stuff like that. It was funny. His dad told me to take The Guy and leave in a playful way. Haha. It was overall a good experience.
In the car we talked about the gym and how my mom might react if I come out.
We get back to The Guy's place and decide to call it a night. I left about 9:30.
*** Aaron, one of The Guy's other friends I met just added me on myspace tonight. I left him a basic hi, what's up comment.
I <3 work...
On Monday I helped train the coordinator on how to do a lot of the administrative stuff for our program. I was not looking forward to it because it was going to be a boring day, and yes, it was. The good parts were that I got 3 hours extra pay and that I got treated to lunch at Del Taco.
On Tuesday there was a kid I tutor who got an "A" on his math test. He failed math in 7th and 8th grade apparently, which made him a perfect candidate for our program cuz we can help him. Us tutors worked with him and 4 others who were taking the same math test. It was for Algebra 1 or something.
Anyways, yesterday his mom brought us tutors cookies to say thank you. They weren't homemade or anything, but it was the thought that counted. It really surprised me also and I thanked the lady. The woman goes to the gym I go to. She looks real arrogant and walks around with her nose a mile up in the air, her hair is cut real short almost like a guy. She looks like she could take any guy, or girl on and win. I had received several unfriendly stares from her at the gym in the past until she found out I was working with her son, then she would at least smile. It was just a nice affirmation that the woman really is nice, even if she doesn't look it, and it was nice to know that I helped the kid get an "A."
On Tuesday there was a kid I tutor who got an "A" on his math test. He failed math in 7th and 8th grade apparently, which made him a perfect candidate for our program cuz we can help him. Us tutors worked with him and 4 others who were taking the same math test. It was for Algebra 1 or something.
Anyways, yesterday his mom brought us tutors cookies to say thank you. They weren't homemade or anything, but it was the thought that counted. It really surprised me also and I thanked the lady. The woman goes to the gym I go to. She looks real arrogant and walks around with her nose a mile up in the air, her hair is cut real short almost like a guy. She looks like she could take any guy, or girl on and win. I had received several unfriendly stares from her at the gym in the past until she found out I was working with her son, then she would at least smile. It was just a nice affirmation that the woman really is nice, even if she doesn't look it, and it was nice to know that I helped the kid get an "A."
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