Str8 rockers gone wild & PR trip...
OMG! I haven't heard a song that would make me dance for no reason in a long time. I love these guys! (www.mychemicalromance.com) Their song "I'm not OK" should be at the top of the charts now. You should see the video for this song. It's kinda' queer. They have a scene in which two hot guys check each other out in the locker room. BTW, did anyone see that hot kiss the guy from Maroon 5 gave to that other band singer? Hotness!
Anywayzzzz... I just got back from Puerto Rico with my monkey "a.k.a. boyfriend" and it was quite an experience. Apparently I wasn't allowed to tell my father that he was my boyfriend because the shock could've killed him. I haven't spoken to my father in like 8 fucking years! He calls my sister and tells her that he wants to take both of us to the movies. I just cannot go to the movies with him and pretend like nothing happened in those 8 years! It took me that long to teach my entire family about the gay life and myself. I will not go back in the closet for him just because he missed the training. He needs to catch up.
On top of that, I wasn't allowed to hold him, kiss him or even introduce him in front of my mother's friends as my boyfriend. I guess I understand. My mom was having her 50th birthday celebration and, apparently, I kissed him without even thinking I was. My sister came up to me in a panic: "Mom sent me hear to remind you that you need to cool it with Matthew". I didn't even realize i did it. I'm just so used to doing it in my own house that I just learn to take that shit for granted. She says: "Why do you always have to be such a rebel? Why must you take every opportunity you find to make a statement?" WTF?!!! How is it that when she kisses her boyfriend it's called "an act of love", but when I kiss mine it's just "a statement I am making"? It's just not fair. I'll have to just stop seeing them until they come to their senses and understand that I am a living-breathing human being with the same needs and emotions as anyone else.
Overall, I guess the trip was OK. I was able to show Matt a side of life he probably wasn't used to. My family adored him. Even my grandmother told him that he can count on her to be her new grandmother! The highlight of the trip: Matt dancing to latin rhythms with my granny and her friends at the Luau!
Anywayzzzz... I just got back from Puerto Rico with my monkey "a.k.a. boyfriend" and it was quite an experience. Apparently I wasn't allowed to tell my father that he was my boyfriend because the shock could've killed him. I haven't spoken to my father in like 8 fucking years! He calls my sister and tells her that he wants to take both of us to the movies. I just cannot go to the movies with him and pretend like nothing happened in those 8 years! It took me that long to teach my entire family about the gay life and myself. I will not go back in the closet for him just because he missed the training. He needs to catch up.
On top of that, I wasn't allowed to hold him, kiss him or even introduce him in front of my mother's friends as my boyfriend. I guess I understand. My mom was having her 50th birthday celebration and, apparently, I kissed him without even thinking I was. My sister came up to me in a panic: "Mom sent me hear to remind you that you need to cool it with Matthew". I didn't even realize i did it. I'm just so used to doing it in my own house that I just learn to take that shit for granted. She says: "Why do you always have to be such a rebel? Why must you take every opportunity you find to make a statement?" WTF?!!! How is it that when she kisses her boyfriend it's called "an act of love", but when I kiss mine it's just "a statement I am making"? It's just not fair. I'll have to just stop seeing them until they come to their senses and understand that I am a living-breathing human being with the same needs and emotions as anyone else.
Overall, I guess the trip was OK. I was able to show Matt a side of life he probably wasn't used to. My family adored him. Even my grandmother told him that he can count on her to be her new grandmother! The highlight of the trip: Matt dancing to latin rhythms with my granny and her friends at the Luau!