There's this girl that I'd like to ask out. Thing is, I'm gay... uhhhh... so that doesn't work too well. And then I start having flashbacks to the awkward time where I started dating that girl, and the closer we got, the farther away I wanted to be... leading to the awkward time where I actually told her I was gay. She's the first real-life person that I've come out to. Anyway, I'd kinda like to keep it on the down-low, and I don't know if asking this girl out is going to lead to an awkward and uncomfortable breakup in which I divulge way too much information about me.
I think I'll take her out once and see if it dies after that. It might be a good thing. I'm at the point where I'd seem like a jackass if I didn't... and it's not like we're going to be getting married or anything by going out on a date. So I guess there's nothing to discuss--I'll do it. It's been a little while, anyways, and I don't want my roommates to suspect something haha.
What else is there to tell you about? I'm becoming increasingly poor. I need to have a job this summer... an internship would be ideal... I'm seriously considering selling my plasma--an act of desperation for me. Maybe I could be a hooker... or a stripper... or a drug dealer... so I guess selling plasma isn't my last option. I just realized that I'm kind of over being dependent on my parents. I'm really grateful that they pay for my stuff, but I'm really too old to be a parasite.
Oooooooooooook... My attempt at posting a pointless blog has been a smashing success.
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