You know, I'm sure people suspect it about me. Especially my mom. As such, she doesn't speak ill of gay people THAT often anymore. It's rare. She's even asked me if I am, but I say no, because I don't want her to feel like a failure.
But back in High School...damn. I couldn't trust my friends to attentively listen to my problems, let alone those secrets I didn't realize fully until the day of graduation. It clicked when I was watching my best friend fall asleep on the bus going to Project Graduation and I just thought, "OMG all this time I've been GAY."
*hugs* You could never be a terrible person~! I think you should trust your instincts. I mean, she doesn't sound that mature now either. And the whole thing reads like a fifteen year old's mindless drabbling. >.<
*cuddles*
But hey, think of where some of these people are today. My High School head cheerleader is now a mom of three children (youngest one is two?) and we only graduated in 1999. XD Ah, High School. Full of drama...~!
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Date: 2006-11-17 03:33 am (UTC)But back in High School...damn. I couldn't trust my friends to attentively listen to my problems, let alone those secrets I didn't realize fully until the day of graduation. It clicked when I was watching my best friend fall asleep on the bus going to Project Graduation and I just thought, "OMG all this time I've been GAY."
*hugs* You could never be a terrible person~! I think you should trust your instincts. I mean, she doesn't sound that mature now either. And the whole thing reads like a fifteen year old's mindless drabbling. >.<
*cuddles*
But hey, think of where some of these people are today. My High School head cheerleader is now a mom of three children (youngest one is two?) and we only graduated in 1999. XD Ah, High School. Full of drama...~!