jeremy: if you went to my school we’d be dating.
me: probably.
jeremy: we’d also hold hands in public and have lots of sex.
me: in public?
jeremy: only sometimes.
me: oh okay, cool.
sometimes we’re weird and have video-chat dates. i’m disgusted with myself.
1. my first year of college is over.
2. rob is acting like a human being. and i’m liking it?
3. i don’t want to go home.
4. i’m beginning to understand what high school was like for people who went to co-ed schools (drama!)
5. i’m pumped to spend my summer on campus.
6. one of my friends completely repulses me but i have no idea how to break up with him. also, can friends break up?
7. i’m considering not calling my mother for mother’s day because she’s pissed me off one too many times this week.
i need to find a way to combine the personalities of beth and antonio into a gay superhuman so that i can date him.
Instant Message Conversation between me and Jeremy (my one and only gay friend)
me: how are you and your guy?
jeremy:soooo good
jeremy: i kinda have a boyfriend
me: that’s hot.
jeremy: he and i really like eachother
jeremy: are you pissed?
me: why would i be pissed?
jeremy: cuz i’m takennn
me: haha, yup totally.
me: no, not at all! i couldn’t even date you if i wanted to because you’re like millions of miles away.
jeremy: you dont want to!?!? what the fuck, i like you still
me: eh… i mean….- its complicated.
Jeremy is completely in love with me. Too bad he’s 820 miles away.
Stop dancing in the library. Someone caught you today and you looked like an asshole.
That’s all. Back to studying.
I deserve someone who doesn’t make me feel like crap on a regular basis and pretend not to notice.
I also deserve someone who isn’t all weird when we’re around his friends because he doesn’t want them to find out he’s gay.
Rob sucks. It’s over.
At the moment, I don’t even want to look at him much less talk to him. And for some reason … I’m happy about this?
I’ve always valued being logical over emotional. Partially because I’ve been genetically hardwired to be that way and partially because its easier to sort things out rationally rather then get upset, throw a fit or cry.
But I’m sitting here in the library.My stomach is in knots. My heart is racing. If I really wanted to I could cry.
I feel ridiculously sad/upset/? . I’m not really sure why, which is the worst part. I imagine this is what girls feel like right before their period.
I had an amazing night last night. Drinking with friends. Togas! Plus, the cherry on top, a performance by a early 2000s one-hit wonder. But for some reason I can’t shake this feeling…
I think I’ll go mope around the library some more and read celebrity blogs instead of preparing for my presentation tomorrow.
The weather has taken a turn for the BETTER for once. I’ve been spending all of my free time basking in the sun (not that I need to get any darker) but I promise I’ll be around these parts super soon, since the weather will undoubtedly take a turn for the crappy sooner or later.
Is it weird for a gay guy to actively seek a girl (someone specific, not some hypothetical whore) to hook up with?
1. I’m alive. Yay!
2. I finally got some balls and told Rob that I like him. Then we hooked up. 
3. I guess that’s good right?
4. 5 more weeks of school are left but its still SNOWING. WTF?
6. I’ve yet to find a fucking summer job.
7. I really don’t want to work retail. Want to hire me?
8. Dinner with Beth today made me never want to date anyone here, as long as she’s around. Friends are more fun than relationships
9. I plan on getting really drunk tonight. Woot!
