Sometimes it's like hitting your head against a brick wall. Every day there's some news story about yet another bunch of homophobes trying to destroy us.
I became a member of gay.com today for no particular reason other than I was bored, and premium membership is free at the moment. And I've been a member of Gaydar for quite awhile. Flicking through the pages it got me thinking about the problem of promiscuity in the gay community, as it's one of the criticisms the right-wingers like to put out there.
Just a funny clip I saw on YouTube the other day, thought it was very cleverly written and makes a valid point about so-called ex-gay therapy.
We broke up!
What with not getting to write on here as much as I used to, I find it begrudgingly amusing the story my journal is weaving. My last entry reports on my love life, getting a boyfriend for the first time, and this one is about how he's cheated on me just a few weeks later! Admittedly, the hilarity is short lived, but still, I've always been one to laugh in the face of misfortune.
I have a boyfriend :o
I think I've mentioned him before in my journal but that was probably back when we met in this nightclub like last year or whenever. Well anyway we like saw each other for awhile recently and then he told me he wanted to tell people I was his boyfriend, and I was like, well I don't see a problem with that lol. And there you have it.
So I was going to write something about this anyway, but then I read this and decided to do it right this second than later. I thought I wrote about this before, but I can't remember - oh well, it's worth a double mention.
She was fucking awesome!
Oh. My. God.
Okay so like it was my gay friend's 21st birthday last night and he invited me out, but I have totally no money so at first I thought I couldn't go. But then I really did want to because we have a bit of a history of getting with each other when we get pissed, so I thought I might get lucky. So I increased my overdraft by £40 and went out. Could I *BE* happier that I did!
Been ages since I last posted. Ish. Anyway, Christmas has been fairly fun. Didn't go out Christmas Eve due to lack of funds, but there we go. I doubt I'll go out New Years Eve either for the same reason, I don't get paid until Jan 5th.
I was out last night at some nightclub (straight) with a few friends. This girl turned up with some guy, and he was just obviously gay. My gaydar went blinking instantly. I hate to stereotype, but there we have it. Anyway, I asked his friend whether he was gay or not (hey, he was hot, I could have got lucky), but apparently he was "bisexual". Then another guy came over who I used to go to school with when I was young, and he says he's bisexual too, and like, he's so obviously not. He left school early once to go and see the Spice Girls for fuck sake. Camp as Christmas.
Okay, I don't know if my love for P!nk could actually become greater, but due to popular demand she has extended her tour date in the UK by one day, and has asked G-A-Y to support her in turning London's Wembley Stadium into one big gay club for the night!
The woman is just the best person ever, I *LOVE* her! (but I can't go to the concert, sold out! *sad face*).
Totally unrelated, but I noticed I never posted any pictures of Rome from my visit earlier in the year. Very beautiful, here's a few pics:
Looking back on the past few months it seems difficult to find a particular event, or even a sequence of events which are particularly spectacular. Nevertheless, WOW! What a few months it's been since I last wrote anything.
I suppose the most relevant thing is that I've come out to everyone now. My dad knows, my sister, my nan and grandad. Those were the people I was most worried about coming out to. Apparently my sister was told months ago, she just didn't say anything. She knew the whole time according to my mum.
I've been confused recently, for the first time in awhile really. I mean confused about my sexual orientation of course.
I haven't questioned whether I'm gay or not, I know I am now more than ever before. I'm truly in it for the long run now. However, I also wondered whether I'm not only comfortable being gay, but also happy being it. I even said to a friend that I'm not happy being gay. At least I thought I wasn't.
Okay, loads has happened since last posting. I have been visiting the site and stuff, but I just haven't had the energy to write anything. In fact, I don't have the energy right now either, but I've got nothing else to do and I find it helps to write things down.
Firstly, am still seeing this guy from the first date thing. Some things bother me, I'm pushing them to the side for now, I don't know how serious those "things" are to me yet. But whatever. Seeing each other again tomorrow, he's buying me dinner because I have no money lol. I've stayed round his house a couple of times now, met his housemate (she's a lesbian) - such a funny woman, she likes me and I like her, so that was good. This guy's stubble plays HAVOC with my skin though, I'm going to have to keep him shaved.