Planning to stick to this tonight!
Going out tonight with two of my friends I’ve known since year 7. One of them I used to be so close with. I love them both. I know I’ve got more people to say goodbye to but this is a girl I thought I was in love with for 2 years, we had some weird friendship, never talked about anything serious – that was the deal. Until last weekend, she actually told me her opinion and the truth. But tonight we’re just going to get drunk (well for me tipsy) and the bus ride home should be interesting 🙂
Next week I’m taking one of my straight friends (who used to be homophobic) to a gay bar. Should be interesting how many butches try to take her home.
We’ve all said goodbye to eachother twice before at parties and stuff and it got a little emotional (one of our friends wrote us all thank you cards!) but now this weekend two are leaving and it is the final time. Next weekend more people move so really need to hurry up and say goodbye. Not allowed to get emotional!
Just a growing-up process, have to move on.
New Apple update so naturally everyone is downloading it. I try for my ipod and I can’t.
My Ipod hates me. It crashes, I can’t get gifts on my smurfs, it randomly stops playing music, it only lets me play out of one earphone.
My phone hates me, it basically is pulling the same stunts as my ipod. But, I’m not ready to let them go yet, they have alot of memories 😦 *sighs*
Ok, I’ll admit I have gotten far too into my sociology book but it’s so interesting! I don’t think I’m reading the units for this year but hey-ho, I’m enjoy and learning (it actually is possible)
Is the facial expressions we do learned from others or is that just how we react?
At first I would have said it was picked-up from other people. But apparently it’s not. There was a study of 6 born deaf and blind children who smiled, raised their eyebrows in surprise. So, how did they know that? How do we all know the right reaction/emotion?
Love reading this stuff!!! 😀
“ Ambition, madam, is a great man’s madness.” – Antonio in Duchess Of Malfi
By Far the best play I’ve ever read.
I’ve seen that alot of people have made a post about their coming out experience. Some of them were pretty harsh. But I did mine a little bit differently…
I had just come back from a trip to checkout a uni and obviously I was hungry, I wanted my damn kebab! I don’t know how the conversation with my mum got onto one of my (many) gay/lesbian friends, but it did. My mum just stated ‘yer, but she has no chance with you because you’re straight’
me: No i’m not *carries on walking, texting and listening to music*
Naturally my mum stopped, quite taken back by this casual revelation: …What?
Me: No, I’m not straight. Can we go get my kebab now? I’m really hungry.
Then she asked if I was seeing this girl that I kept talking about, which I was (and still am) and she was like ‘i thought you liked her’
Still never told my dad face to face. He knows, but still calls her my ‘friend’
BUT that was nothing to how I told my family… I text them all! Over a year into my relationship and I text them saying I was gay. Some of them pretend to be ok with it but bitch behind my back but one of my aunts phoned me! Most awkward conversation ever! But now all my family ask how she is and buy her chocolate bunnies, even offering for her to stay if I visit them. Not bad for a family that were raised to be strict Catholics 🙂
This is why I like casual conversations, no drama 😀
If there’s one thing I like about my wife…that would be a discouragingly low number.
But if there’s one thing I like about my wife, I like that she likes me. There’s something intoxicatingly attractive about a woman with such good taste.
She’s my biggest fan.
And I wish I could return the favor.
I used to be her biggest fan until I made a disheartening discovery: People like her better than they like me.
A lot better.
When mutual friends see me without my wife and make the tired joke, “Where’s your better half?” they really mean, “Where’s your better three-quarters?”
When I make new friends I avoid introducing them to her for as long as possible. Once they’ve hung out with her they’ll be unlikely to hang out with me again unless Mrs. Greatsby is coming along. And if a friend does agree to hang out with me…
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