My poor classmates in French have gotten everything terribly backwards. Irritating Girl believes that my best friend is gay, but he's every bit as straight as I am gay. French Class Girl and another girl in there, however, believe I'm going to marry him and will not listen to my explanations as to why that won't happen. They wouldn't even let me attempt to explain.
It's really funny because no one ever believes he's straight, and no one ever believes I'm gay. He's into theater, art, and music and is just generally not very macho. He comments on my earrings and stuff like that, which I guess could seem questionable to someone who didn't know him. He's also very openly and adamantly pro-gay. As for me, I am pretty far from the lesbian stereotype; I can't imagine life without my sparkly purple eyeshadow, my long, wavy hair, or the color pink. We both love women more than anything ever. No one seems to be able to comprehend this, but I don't see what's so hard to understand about it! We are not boyfriend and girlfriend or gay guy and fag hag! We are straight guy and lesbian. (Is there a word for a straight guy who hangs out with a lesbian?) What about this is so incomprehensible!?
Ironically, the guy is a very big FCG x Super Duck supporter. Eww! Yesterday, there were some random batteries in my purse. I didn't know how they got there. He said, "Oooh, I bet you and FCG are gonna use them later!" Then, last night, he sent me a text telling me to take Irritating Girl's place!
Then, IG made fun of some girl for having a "type" of person she finds attractive. Don't most people have "types" and preferences, though? I mean, I know I do. Don't tell FCG, but I've always had a thing for blonde hair and blue eyes, for example. Hmm.
Oh, my gosh, my essay on gay marriage is amazing so far. I could rant and give reasons for pages and pages, but I'm already about 2 paragraphs above the minimum limit... I don't want to hand the teacher a textbook, but I seriously think I could!
I want it to be Saturday.