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Awwww I'm sorry, dude Don't worry though, I have no doubt that you're already "perfect" just the way you are, and if your dad can't see that then that's his problem. I definitely know what you mean about songs doing that! I love when that happens, but yeah it almost can make you kinda uncomfortable. Anyway, take care and have an awesome day Kevin

Hey Dude, Way to go on getting rid of the roommates!! As for Josh...Oh my gosh that sucks! You'd talked yourself into being proactive and darn if he wasn't there! It makes it so much harder to hit on people when they're not there! :wacko: I really hope you DO get to see him again soon LOL, my express card is like my favourite store credit card! I use it all the time! I definitely have no regrets about opening it. Actually I never really regret opening store cards as long as there no fee or anything. I just figure "yeah, sure, why not". I only say no if I'm in a rush or really don't intend to ever shop there again. Hmmm, interesting question. I think I'm pretty good about letting the guy know I'm interested in asking him out. I mean if I have the reasonable opportunity. Like I'd probably never just be somewhere, have a one time conversation with a guy, realize I'm interested and ask him out. That would possibly nice, and fun, but I doubt I'd do that. For one thing I'd be too concerned that I'd later find out something that would change my mind (I mean how much can you get to know about someone from a single encounter?). [err, wait, I just realized I have done that before...yeah, didn't work out that great.] But if it's like a friend of a friend, a co-worker, or otherwise someone I might see again, then yeah I'm pretty decent about it. I'll be nice and friendly, and if I get a positive response I'll like casually ask him if he wants to hang out or something. Anyway have an awesome day and take care, Richie Kevin

I hope you had an awesome birthday, Dude! Take care and have a great year Kevin

Sorry I'm a bit late to this, but I hope your birthday was fantastic, James Take care and have an awesome year!!! Kevin

WOOO HOOO Happy Birthday, Coleyy I hope you have an awesome day and a fantastic year!!!! Kevin

Thanks everyone Your kind words and wishes definitely helped make this a little easier on me, as did just getting all my feelings out there. thanks for listening Have an awesome day all, Kevin

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!! I hope your day is FANTASTIC!

LOL, since I can't look at the previous page I have no idea what we're discussing. Only that it apparently relates to Graeme's avatar

Dude! That was so much fun! As a semi-garbage fan myself I loved your responses! You didn't use my favourite song though: "Bleed Like Me"...probably good that you didn't though Choose one band/artist and answer the following questions using only titles of their songs. Artist: Green Day 01. Are you male or female? "Disappearing Boy" 02. Describe yourself? "Walking Contradiction" 03. How do you feel about yourself? "Best Thing In Town" 04. Describe what you are thinking right now? "Don't Leave Me" (My two best friends just moved away yesterday ) 05. Describe where you currently live? "Boulevard of Broken Dreams" 06. If you could go anywhere, where would you go? "Church on Sunday" or maybe "Macy's Day Parade" 07. Your best friend is? "Hitchin' a Ride" 08. What would you ask for if you had just one wish? "King for a Day" 09. You know that: "Nice Guys Finish Last" 10. What's the weather like? "Wake Me When September Ends" (yeah, it's that bad! Will get better when Sept. ends though ) 11. If your life was a television show, what would it be called? "Welcome to Paradise" 12. What is life to you? "Knowledge" 13. What is the best advice you have to give? "In the End" "Coming Clean" is like a "Holiday" 14. If you could change your name, what would you change it to? "St. Jimmy" LOL! I did enjoy that Thanks Richie! Kevin

Hey Ronnie LOL, I'll definitely keep that in mind when you say those things! Drama people probably are a pretty good demographic to come out to. awww, that's sucks! That is SO awesome! I'm so proud of you and your friends I think you're probably right about him not spreading the word if he wasn't cool with it, and of course if he was cool with it then he'd probably be understanding enough not to tell people that you didn't want to know (like your parents). That does sound like a cool dream! I bet it'll totally be a "dream come true" for you one day too (the part about casually holding your bf's hand and no one caring that is. LOL, not the part about being confronted by big debaters). Anyway it sounds to me like your dream is obviously indicative of your feelings in general. You want to be out, to be yourself, etc. And you think that you stand a pretty good chance of being accepted. However, you're still afraid of how people in your family will react and your brother (or more specifically people that know him and might tell him) are kind of the tangible representation of that fear. I'd also say that there's a reason you don't remember who your bf was or what he looked like: it wasn't really relevant. To me it sounds like this dream wasn't about having a boyfriend or being in love or anything, it was about being out and accepted and also the fear associated with that. Your boyfriend was only a necessarily part of the dream at all insofar as you had to have a boyfriend and thus be obviously out for the dream to "work". Just my opinions though. As for what you ought to do...No idea It sucks that you're ready to be out to some people in your life and not others, and I really wish I could help you, but I totally don't have any useful advice. Good luck though I hope it all works out Kevin

Oh my gosh that was fabulous! LOL, and I really didn't see the ending coming! *shakes blonde bangs from his face* Edit: P.S. We REALLY need to play scrabble again! It was so much fun that ONE time we did it! *gets his dragon suit* hehe, this way I'll get to play scrabble with Viv, get some delicious pancakes, AND end up with a lovely....dragon

LOL, well I was good and commented within 20 seconds of reading the entry! although I was bad and feel behind over a week in reading your blogs. HEHE, but either way I'm glad I did read them and I'll once again say how thoroughly I enjoyed "Welcome Home" As for the pizza...well I don't eat pizza period, but pineapple would certainly seems as appropriate as anything else (goodness knows I'd rather have that than any kind of gross pizza meat). Take care and have an awesome day Kevin

Awwwww That was so sweat and beautiful, Viv! WOW, so good Kevin

Wow! Sounds like they were pretty awful roommates!! I'm glad that they're leaving soon! I know you must be really relieved! At least your friend will be getting there soon too. Take care and have an awesome day! And enjoy the peace when you finally get it -Kevin

I'm so very sorry, Sharon I couldn't even begin to imagine what I'd do without my mom (even if she does live hundreds of miles away). I'm sure this isn't the best time to mention this but I never realized your middle name was Ann. This is indeed a huge coincidence, my mother's name is Sharon, middle name Ann as well! Does sound nice together My deepest condolences, Take care Kevin

Hey Richie Josh does sound like he might be interested! He is gay right? I mean that much is at least established right? *sigh* nice and blond...does sound like a dangerous combination Maybe you can strike up a conversation with him the next time you guys DO work together. It's bound to happen eventually right? Good luck! I hope it works out -Kevin

This story is pending addition to the archive. I'll edit this post once it's been added. -Kevin

Hi Riley, Thank you for your submission these stories have now been added to the archive. If you think about it please let me know when they story is completed so that I can change the status to reflect this. Take care and have a great day Kevin

I have some thoughts...some of them are even about this I would definitely disagree with this basic point, for my society. Gay sex is most certainly not as taboo or "bad" in the eyes of American society as incest. There may indeed be very conservative individuals who would view them to be on equal footing, but society at large is definitely more okay with homosexuality than incest. I realize of course that you live in a different country and the situation may indeed be much different there. LOL, sorry I actually mean this to point out how ditsy I am and not to make fun of your typing, but it actually took me awhile to figure out that you meant "donated". I was thinking a "gonated" sperm/egg must be some kind of special biological term with which I wasn't familiar (it kinda looks like "gonads" so I was going from that)

I totally empathize with you, dude. I'm completely freaked out about getting older, and it's definitely the fact that it seems to be happening so fast rather than just the number. I think I've come up with a plan for beating it though...I'm going to start lying about my age The plan is to age one year for every two! That way by the time I'm 47 I'll only be 35! Seriously though, I get so irritated when people ask me my age. Although I've always been that way, if anything it was worse when I was in my teens/preteens. Anyway, since my perspective on this still hasn't changed, I'm pretty sure it's just outright rude. So I figure if people are going to be nosy, pushy, and rude, I won't feel bad about lying to them. I would of course be honest with people who might have a right to know, but presumably these people would understand and accept my feelings and not contradict whatever age I'm presenting. Good luck and take care Kevin

I've been crying alot...still am actually. I knew it would hurt, but I didn't know it would hurt this much. It's my own fault actually, I think for awhile I didn't believe it was really going to happen. I guess I thought something would come up and they'd stay. But they're not staying. About ten months ago, I was in a precarious place in my life. I was unsuccessful and miserable at the job I had been doing and had finally quit. I was hundreds of miles from any family or old friends, I'd only made about three "sort of friends" in my new city, and the one I was closest with had just moved away for school. But it was coming out day and I decided I should "come out", well in the most literal sense, I knew I needed to get out and meet people instead of sitting at home worrying about finding a new job. So I found information about this campus group that was meeting that day - a group open to everyone - and I figured "well, it might be fun". So I went...well I tried to, I wasn't very familiar with the campus and I got a bit lost. Then Jesse found me wondering the area and she asked "Are you looking for the gay and lesbian group?". I was. And I found them. Later that evening after the little get together Jesse, and her girlfriend Megan decided to have a party at their place. So I went, further got acquainted with my new friends. Played games, mingled, laughed, all around had fun...drank too much though. WAY TO MUCH. I'm an out-going person, but even I was a tad intimidated elbowing my way into a group of already established friends. Didn't show it though, not at first anyway. But I did drink too much, and I was worried about my job situation, and my life in general I guess. After all but two other people had left I finally ended up in the bathroom with Megan sitting on the floor talking (and eventually crying). We chatted a lot, I confessed that I'd been scared to come that night. She said I shouldn't have been. Everyone liked me and everyone was welcome anyway. She also said she'd had no idea I was nervous. That I appeared so confident. I said that what I really wanted was some people I could trust. She said not to worry, that they'd look after after me. And they did. Without fail, every single time I needed them. Megan got me a new job at the place where she worked. She didn't just get me the job, she made sure it went well for me. Every time I screwed something up she fixed it. It was amazing actually, it seemed like for the first month every time I turned around I was messing something up and she just happened to be there to take care of it. Jesse, who knew a ton of people, introduced me to most of them. She made sure I was included in all the club events, and not just the club events, but all the social events as well. As time went on we started a little tradition. Virtually every single Friday we'd hang out, grab lunch, go shopping, watch a movie, go work out, or any/all of these. When it came time to move she helped me find my new place. I did countless, fun things with each of them - together and separate. I'll never forget how me and Jesse decided we wanted to play raquette ball, only neither one of us could remember the rules. So we just made up our own, we were on the same team actually, it was us against the ball and the wall, and I think we won, at least until we ended up exhausted and laughing hysterically on the floor like a couple of kids. Megan and I used to have the most amazing conversations. They were always so much fun. We had the same sort of humour. Most recently we (and a bunch of other people) went to see Harry Potter. At this one point Harry said something innocent enough, but we looked at each and both started laughing like mad. Never said anything, we both knew why it was funny. I guess it's odd being so close with a couple. Most of the time it was just the three of us hanging out. You'd think I'd have felt like a 3rd wheel. Never did though. Their wedding was so beautiful. Jesse accidentally left her bouquet at home and the whole thing was delayed about 45 minutes while I ran back to their place to get it (and Megan worked on some last minute speaker problems). It was so...fitting though in an odd sort of way. It didn't mess anything up though. It was still...perfect. I suppose I realized it was real at the reception. I was just laughing and talking with everyone - it was so nice to see all of my (and Megan's) old work friends, as well as all of my (and Jesse's) group friends. So I was just catching up, mingling and such, and it came time to do the toasts. Naturally I wanted to toast them on their special night. Couldn't get through it though, I mean I guess technically I did, but halfway through I got really choked up. Never even saw it coming. Since then I've pretty much cried every time I gave their move any serious thought. It's been awful this last week. I've pretty much teared up at least once every day. Today...well today I cried pretty much the entire time I was in my truck driving around between appointments. I probably looked like crap. I used to be so much more mature than this. I mean intellectually I'm really happy and excited for them and I want them to go because it's time and it's a great opportunity for them. At the same time there's a small part that just wants to pout. That's a little angry that they're leaving. I guess no one's ever really left me before. I've always done the leaving. It's different that way. When I moved from Baton Rouge I missed my friends like mad. I did cry after I said goodbye to them for the last time...but it's different, I was leaving, I was the one who had something to be excited about, who'd made the decision. Anyway how does someone lose their two best friends AT ONCE? But I've made a vow to myself. I'm not going to make this hard for them, and I'm not going to make this about me. I'll bitch, and whine to my other friends, I'll cry a ton on my own, I'll tell them how much I love them and how much I'll miss them, but I won't guilt them, and I won't show them just how sad I am. What I will do is get up and go to their farewell party - it's tonight. I don't want to go. It's stupid, it's childish, but I just want to lock myself up at home and pretend it isn't happening, that there is no farewell party, that they're not going. But they are going, and I'm not going to ruin it. So I'm going to dry my eyes, fix myself up like I would any other night I go out, and wear my biggest party smile. And in four days, when it comes time for them to drive away I'll see them off, and I won't say the two syllables I most want to say: "Don't go". Instead I'll say the two syllables that will break my heart: "Goodbye".

Happy birthday

YAY for Anthony's birthday!! You're a really terrific person and I hope your day is every bit as wonderful as you deserve!!! Take care and have a fantastic year! Kevin

Oh Vancey I feel like such a bad friend finding out that you were confined to bed for a week through your blog. I'm also SO sorry for you I'm really glad you're doing better though, but YIKES stuck in bed for a whole week! You poor thing That surgery does sound kind of scary, but it definitely sounds like it has the potential to be something really good for you. You still getting on MSN around the same times? I probably won't be able to catch up with you in the afternoon/evenings for awhile yet, but I'd love to chat! Maybe I can drag my butt out of bed early one morning. Take care, feel better, and I hope everything works out okay -Kevin

Hi all, Considering that we are at a literary site, I thought it might be fun to kind of reflect on our lives in such a way that we could apply it to the book/chapter frame of reference. So what chapter is your life in? Is your story part of a sequel/prequel? Have all the main characters already been introduced? Do you feel the book is moving along to the conclusion you're hoping for? Any other comments are footnotes? My own response: I think that the way in which ones organizes the "chapters of their life" depends heavily on their current perspective. Of course it's probably not completely fair or accurate to view the past through the lens of the present; however, this is probably unavoidable, so I'll just embrace it. If I were going to organize my life (thus far at least), I'd probably divide it into several "books". The first book chronicling my life from birth through the end of Junior High. The second book covering high school. The third dealing mostly with college, and the forth covering my life since leaving college through now. So I guess, since I expect to remain in my current area for another few years then move again, I could call this book "Houston". I also feel like the first chapter is drawing to close and that I'm about to embark on the second chapter of this story. Exactly what that chapter will entail I don't know, but I guess I could take the easy way out and call it: Houston: Chapter 2 - The Next Step. I definitely don't think all the main characters of my story have been introduced, I feel like maybe all the main characters in this chapter have been introduced, but in all likelihood there'll be a few more surprise entries. Yes, I'm very happy with the direction my story is taking right now, and I'm eager to read this next chapter. So what's your story and what chapter are you in? -Kevin