Sorry that it’s been a while since I posted. I’ve just been a bit busy. I’ve actually been having a lot of fun, and probably too much fun right now. I’ve finally started to socialize a bit more but that means more invitations to parties and things that I am not used to doing. I went drinking two nights in a row and then on Saturday I went out to San Francisco to meet up with a guy. It was sooo much fun. He’s sweet and the sex was good. No, it wouldn’t become a relationship, but he’s the kind of guy that I would be after if I were looking for a relationship. Hah, my roommates still think that the only reason I go into San Francisco is to visit my aunt. I can’t tell if they’re stupid or they just don’t care. I mean, how many times can I visit my aunt? I don’t know. It doesn’t bother me that they don’t know that I am gay, it just makes it a bit inconvenient sometimes. Like I wanted to be able to arrange for the guy to come over to the apartment, but because of my roommates and my in-the-closet-ness it wasn’t really something that would work out. Seriously, living with seven other people is not working for me. I think MAYBE three others is an okay amount of people, but at a certain point, there are just too many people in a limited amount of space. It’s already evident that whatever tolerance we had of each other is starting to wear thin. People are starting to talk about each other behind backs and sometimes it’s actually direct. Thankfully there have been no fights or anything, but I think that if there weren’t so many people in the same area, I could have guys over more often than never and that there wouldn’t be so much tension.
Yeah, it’s kind of like this, only without the happiness.
Gah!! I cannot wait for this year to be over. Seriously it was just one big waste. I thought that a summer watching two kids was a lot! Psha, I’d rather be doing that right now. Oh well, three more months. I need to start getting on track in school. I don’t want a repeat of last quarter. eww. I finally got my math class to be graded on Credit/No Credit basis. That, by the way is a good thing. My GPA got so fucked last quarter because I got a C- in a stupid, completely unnecessary class. Whatever, can’t do anything about it now except do better this year. Hopefully it won’t keep me out of Fordham.
So, I have become a shameless Anderson Cooper worshipper. How could I not though? He’s a great journalist and makes me want to do better. But let’s be honest, the first reason I even started watching that show [Anderson Cooper 360] was because he’s fucking gorgeous. I’m not ashamed to say that, hence the “SHAMELESS Anderson Cooper worshipper.” It makes it so much more frustrating because there is so much speculation over his sexuality that it makes it almost conceivable for me or any other gay man to have realistic fantasies about quickies in the CNN newsroom… yeah. Anyway.
So, Suzanne, one of my best friends, tells me that she “loves” her 44 year old boyfriend. Have I mentioned this here? I might have since I’ve been blowing steam from it since she informed me of this fact a few weeks ago. How stupid!! She’s 18, he’s 44, somehow, I think that there is a bit of an age difference there that can’t be overcome. Either way it’s a bad thing: 1) They’re both in different places in their lives and looking for different things which will just lead to a bad ending to a stupid relationship or, worse, 2) There is such a huge age difference in their lives but they’re at the same point which is just sad because no 44 year old should be in the same place as an 18 year old. Immature much? Shit!
Now that I have moved from that I will move on to lighter things. I am OBSESSED with The Strokes and Manu Chao. They’re both amazing in terms of their lyrics. Musically I can’t tell. I don’t know enough about instruments etc. to say whether or not they have any talent musically, all I know is that my ears don’t bleed when listening to either of them. Manu Chao sounds pretty simple [repetitive] but that just means that they actual music doesn’t take away from the what he is saying. With the strokes, one of my favorite things to do is to listen to a bass line in the song “Is This It” that goes against the rest of the music; well not against it, just not with it.
Oh, and on a last note, I am in LOVE with “Sticky Toffee Pudding” Ice Cream from Haggen Dazs. Holy shit, soooooooo good. Okay, I’m out.
