I finally mad it back to school after a five hour drive on the many highways. I learned a great lesson to. Don't always believe what you read on facebook. My new roomate isn't a London bloke, he's American. I'm American. And we're not that interesting.
The first hour was very awkward. We kinda just sat and did our own thing. No talking. No whispering. Just silence and the conversations of the eight new roommates on real world brooklyn. It could have been worse, but it definately wasn't one of the many conversations I pictured in my head.
Things did get better once we started talking. He seems like a cool guy. We should get along pretty well, and I want to come out to him someday soon. I've made my ruling and in my mind, body, and soul he's gay or atleast bisexual like myself. So I feel if I can come out to him, then he can come out to me and I can finally be open with myself. Hell maybe we can share porn. But he doesn't look like the porn type of guy. He looks like the intellectual kids that always make me feel dumb. Unless I have on my glasses, that way I can pretend to be smart too.
I finally talked to Redcoat again. I think I still like him, I miss his face though. There was just something about it, probably the eyes. They just kept calling to me. But there may be a problem now. He also has a new roommate, and we're thinking he's also attracted to the same sex. Redcoat was playing NCAA and his roomie just kept watching him play. And when I say watching I mean gawking at my future lover.
I think I might have to go shoot somebody on my first night back in town. Definately not a good look.
The first hour was very awkward. We kinda just sat and did our own thing. No talking. No whispering. Just silence and the conversations of the eight new roommates on real world brooklyn. It could have been worse, but it definately wasn't one of the many conversations I pictured in my head.
Things did get better once we started talking. He seems like a cool guy. We should get along pretty well, and I want to come out to him someday soon. I've made my ruling and in my mind, body, and soul he's gay or atleast bisexual like myself. So I feel if I can come out to him, then he can come out to me and I can finally be open with myself. Hell maybe we can share porn. But he doesn't look like the porn type of guy. He looks like the intellectual kids that always make me feel dumb. Unless I have on my glasses, that way I can pretend to be smart too.
I finally talked to Redcoat again. I think I still like him, I miss his face though. There was just something about it, probably the eyes. They just kept calling to me. But there may be a problem now. He also has a new roommate, and we're thinking he's also attracted to the same sex. Redcoat was playing NCAA and his roomie just kept watching him play. And when I say watching I mean gawking at my future lover.
I think I might have to go shoot somebody on my first night back in town. Definately not a good look.
1 comments:
things like that are always awkward at first. once you realize you have some kind of common interest (dick?) i'm sure you'll have a lot more fun together. ;)
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