By Jeff Walsh
Justin Clouse was never beat up because he's gay. He wasn't threatened, harassed or even suicidal. He began telling people he was gay in the tenth grade, and no one freaked out or called him names.
"I realize that doesn't make for interesting copy," Justin says apologetically. "I think that's a lot of people's misperception -- If I'm going to come out, a lot of people are going to beat me up and harass me."
By Jeff Walsh
The thought of having sex with a guy turns Sara Webb's stomach.
"The first serious boyfriend I had wanted to have intercourse," the 17-year-old Atlanta resident recalls. "I threw up on him. I was repulsed by it."
Webb doesn't have a problem with guys, though, just sex with guys. "To this day, guys, I find, are my best friends," she says. "I love them to death as friends and I'm emotionally attracted to guys, but if anything physical ever happens, I'm just repulsed."
By Jeff Walsh
Matt Marco was everything a student should be.
In his Edwardsville, Ill., high school, he was a chairperson on the student council and a member of the National Honor Society, drama club, chess club and French club.
"I had the basic overachiever resume," Marco says. "I was very well-known, very well-liked and I was going to be a foreign exchange student to France my senior year."
I'm pretty new at the entire blog scene... I'm guessing it sorta works like an online journal... rants, secrets, all that jazz go in here or something right?
Well... I have nothing much to say at the moment... since we've been hit with a huge snow storm and have been snowed in since Monday... we've been off since last Friday and so on and so forth... hopefully we get of Friday as well... I'm sorta sitting on a raft in the middle of nowhere (in my mind) right now, so.... until next time
Nothing will change that much as far as what I do here, except all of my diary entries and such will now be on my personal site.
I've fallen in love with Tom of Finland. Lads, chech him out, he's a very dirty bit of gay history.
Hehe....My crush and me are going out now. Rachael is my best friend and now she's my girlfriend, too. But she's dating Josh and Daniel, too. Daniel knows about me, but Josh doesn't know about either of us. Lol...
I wrote James a letter. I really regret breaking up with him back at Christmas. :( I think I fell in love with him over then, but didn't realize it. But he's going out with Stacy, my ex-best friend.
I need a man. I need someone to be romantically involved with. At school everyday I see these guys that I think are gay/bi and I wish that they would just come out of the freaking closet. Then I remind myself that I, too, am in the closet. I want to come out to my school so badly, but I don't know how long I'll be able to carry the burden of being the only "out" person there. I was giving blood at my school's biannual blood drive and I sat next to a friend whom I see rarely anymore and she asks if there are any girls in my life. I wanted to tell her that I was gay because I knew she would be okay with it, but I was worrying about everyone around me freaking out, or worse yet, the nurses ripping the IV out of my arm and accusing me of having AIDS.
Such a perfect day today, blue sky nice cool air. Not bad at all. Except...
I took alot of films more like 2 or 3 films in Florida vacation. Guess what? It came back doubled up. Supposely my parent said it was new and never used. I used it, then it came out photo onto another photo. I was really really upset and expected it to be perfect photos. So now all you can see is another photo ontop another photo. Theres a family in the bg, then theres Florida ontop , kinda blurred together. URG. Just perfect! Not. So its wasted. Saddly enough, it ended me being upset over it. Oh well.