I HAVE DOUBLE PHYSICS IN THE MORNING TOMORROW!
And I'm sure we all know why I'm so excited?! More note passing! I will invite him to have a great time with my friends underneath the stars listening to symphony at the annual infamous 'starlight symphony'. Hopefully he'll come this Saturday...
And, I kind of decided not to go his Christian Youth Group. Well at least not this Friday. My good mate Ellie's having a mega party... She's having around 100 people?! Oh you so crazy my dear Ellie. Ho ho ho.
Hey guys, sorry no updates on the cute christian boy today. We had athletics today and I didn't get to see him... although tomorrow I'm thinking of asking him to come with my friends to "Starlight Symphony in the Park". What a family-friendly name for the biggest gathering of drunk teenagers.
ANYWAYS, today was so tiring organising everything and rallying the house for athletics. But our house won again! (YEAH, we won swimming sports too). GO TEAM!
And instead of actually doing something about being busy, now I will rant about being busy which actually feels infinitely better.
Too many things to write about in my entry!? I think there should be laws against that... but I'll do it anyway.
ARGH SAM! YOU'RE SO ADORABLE!
So I was in physics, two of my other friends who sit on my left were really late. Rhys was on my right, so I had an empty seat next to me... Sam was sitting by himself so I was like 'COME SIT HERE!'. And he did.
Other things aside, I had a pack of heart-shaped chocolates left over from valentines... So I gave them out to Rhys and Sam. I gave a small one to Rhys, and then a BIG one to Sam. Then I said "See I gave you a bigger one cause I like you more!"... and he smiled! SO CUTE!
M: So how was your Valentines Thomas?
T: My valentines was so gay.
M: What, like homosexual gay?
T: *struggles for words*
Yup, that was kind of the end.
True story by the way.
Instead of talking about Valentines I'm going to go on a tangent and talk about the day before.
It was a Friday, I went to school like a good well-behaved boy. We had the first full school assembly. I got awarded leadership honours but missed out on academic honours. Damn you biology! Who cares about how fast rabbits reproduce?
The head girl also had to do the last word in assembly. Not only did she trip up, but she also asked me to embarrass myself in front of 1700 people by spontaneously standing up and bursting into song. It was so awkward I loved it. I MADE PEOPLE LAUGH OKAY?
Went to the biggest gay festival in New Zealand today, for the first time.
- Really not into the culture behind it.
- I'm really uncultured.
- Gay guys can be snobs.
- Having guys check me out feels good.
- Leila is gorgeous.
- Asians are still naturally second class.
- I need to care less about image.
- Be less vain.
- Don't start looking or you'll become desperate.
- Boys boys boys... you win some you lose some.
- Was a learning curve.
- Confidence is attractive.
- Drinking brings about confidence.
- Gay guys can be intimidating.
- Play hard to get.
Sometimes I feel like those people in the video...
SO FUCKING TIRED!
Where to start?
School is so frickin busy.
Kentoris auditions yesterday... that was okay. Just went on for ages. Me and my friends bought a whole roast chicken and ate it at school for dinner because it went on for THAT long. (The chicken was delicious though)
Swimming sports (tiring), volleyball training (extra tiring and mild rashes)... then buying fifty fucking buckets from the warehouse and carrying them home on the bus- that was a fucking workout and a half. Even holding a fucking fork for dinner feels heavy.
School officially started today!
Real tired, almost fell asleep on the bus. And that hurts because my contacts dry out. So how do I feel about being Year 13?
YEAR 13? Read that? Far out, last year of school! The oldest students of the school... I almost expected something magical to happen - but it felt the pretty much the same.
Recount of my new classes-
First off, Auckland is NOT big, but I feel so small and I'm just another guy - who happens to love other boys, yet so unable to realise these affections he has.
Fucking boys, so fucking confusing!
Why play this silly game? WHY? So hard to get
And all those easy to get, drunk slutty girls at parties - how am I supposed to compete with that?
The Perfect Imperfection
Remember that time
Said I am perfect just the way I am
I don’t need a lip piercing
I kiss perfectly already with that special touch
I don’t need to spike or dye my hair
You like it straight, soft and silky
I don’t need contacts
Glasses define my big brown eyes
I don’t need to look nice
I already do
Not your type of recycling, but I'm sick of recycled boyfriends.
A small group of us gay boys know each other, and we've pretty much gone out and reuse and recycled each other... and that sounds disgusting but it's true. Love triangle? More like a love megafuckingoctadecanonagon.
First I would just like to say I miss you all, it's been quite a while. I hope everyone's having a splendid holiday.
As for me, mine's ending soon - but there's things to rejoice about anyway.