Boy's Don't Cry...my ass

It has been a little while since I last posted. I meant to post after last weekend, but never got around to it. I will catch you up now.

Last weekend was fun. I think....I am sort of forgetting what happened. Oh yeah, last weekend was the Drew and Mark going to London bash. What fun that was. A group of us were suppose to have dinner at out most fancy establishment...Ruby Tuesdays. Attendees included Me, Mark, Drew, KT, Sam, Laura, Shanda, Ashley, Sean, and Corey. Shanda's boyfriend came later. I must tell you...I am not the biggest fan of one Sean Cliett or his boyfriend Corey. Sean is, or was, the epitome of what I hate about gay boys. He was a sassy, swishy, little bitch and he always did whatever to draw the most attention to himself. He went to Wild Adventures, South Georgia's version of Disneyland, and it was like the middle of winter. The boy got out with a sheer shirt on that was totally unbuttoned and the wind was whipping through it and I was like "Sean, button that shit up. Not everyone wants to see your 'amazing' abs." Yeah.

So I got there late, which is never good. I sat down and ordered...the most delicious cheese burger ever. Love those cow patties. I hated the table setup...we had two smaller tables pulled together making one long table which always makes for small group conversation and I like to talk to everyone. Near the end of dinner a couple of us decided to go and hang out at Wheeler Park and hatched a plan to take Sean and Corey home...no one wanted them to go.

Oh, before I forget, Corey does crack apparently; I know he almost overdosed on meds one time. Any who, while eating the cops pulled someone over in the Ruby's parking lot and Corey was so nervous, he just stopped eating and watched them outside...I don't know if he had some crack on him or what the fuck, but it was strange. We went to the park and talked and played on the colorful metal structures and took photos and walked and swung on the swing set. It was fun. Again, this is Douglas so please don't get smart bitch. After that we all went home.

That was the night that Kyle was having the funeral for his friend Ashley, as if the boy hasn't had enough death to deal with already. Gotta love him. He couldn't make it to dinner, but he wanted me to call him after and go and do a 'ghost talk' in a local grave yard with his new Ouija board. I didn't call and we didn't talk with any ghost.

The week was boring and I didn’t get to work at all hardly. Pete needed to recoup from her trip to Italy and all those drinking games. Lord, you have to know Pete. I tried to fill out my FAFSA…and let me tell you how much I hate those stupid things. GOODNESS! They are so aggravating. It is completely finished except for the parent’s signature, and it won’t let me sign with my mom’s pin. DAMN IT! Maybe I can get it to work at some point. I called and got that robotic phone person…I hate her. Enough about that.

Then we have this weekend. It was fun. Mr. Netherlands himself, Pepijn came to visit from FSU and we had a ball. Thursday we all got together and went and ate at Fuji’s. It was fun until the very end. Everyone was passing their plates to me to give to the waitress, and I asked…”Why are all y’all passing them all to me?” and Pepijn said…”Because you look like you eat a lot!” And I was like…awwlll...look, you are from a foreign country and that’s cute. Don’t do it again! Haha. Then we left and went and watched a movie called Simon Birch….it was really sad and good.

Friday…we all met up at Woody’s. It was good and we laughed and such. We ate and then we went to Drew’s house and talked and watched TV and then we played hide-n-seek. Except KT that is…she went to keep Justin company because he was guarding the ‘Big Dog’ van from terrorists in the Sounds Good parking lot. I hope he gets paid well for that. Poor boy. Anyways…then we all did something else and went home.

Ok…Saturday. I had planned on going to Valdosta with Kyle and Sam…but Kyle had problems the night before and couldn’t make it and Sam had to have dinner with her family…so I was left alone to either sit at home or go out alone. Drew called me and told me that he was in Valdosta with Ashley and Pepijn and when would I be there. I told him I could go and he said I should drive there and someone would ride home with me. So I got in my old truck that I didn’t have any faith in and started on my way to the big V. I got there and met everyone at Longhorn and we had dinner. They brought out 2 things of bread and I asked why and Pepijn pointed at me as the reason. Apparently I loves the bread.

So I was thinking…this boy keeps making these weird comments about me and I am getting tired of it. We went to Books a Million and I got the latest Advocate and then we went and watched Cinderella Man. I don’t like those sorts of movies for the most part, but it was really good…I cried a little. We then went home and Ashley rode with me. We started the trip off singing, but then got into a really deep convo about my coming out and other related topics. It was good…we bonded and the night ended with a hug…awwll precious.

That was it for Saturday and then on Sunday…I went over to Drew’s house and we all watched Latter Day’s. It is a really campy and yet inspiring movie. I think that you all should watch it. So we did that and then we talked and such…Ashley went home to spend time with her father and me and Drew and Pepijn were left to entertain ourselves. I brought up the subject of time and the fact that it goes by really fast…Pepijn…or as I now call him, Vinkus McGoo…you remember that really smart kid from that show Boy Meets World…yeah, that’s Pepijn. He has a cell phone with internet and he is always on that googling crap…I was like, BOY PLEASE STOP!!!

But here is the thing that got me…we were talking and Pepijn asked how old I was and I told him, 20. He then asked me what I had done with my 20 years. He said…”What have you done for those 20 years, except eat?” I was shocked, stunned, pissed; I didn’t know what to think really. I wasn’t upset at the comment as much as the fact that this boy said such an asinine thing to me. I mean really…does he have no filter between his head and mouth. And for someone who has the facial structure of Doug…he needs to stop making rude comments. I bitched him out and he started crying a little and then I said “Goodnight!” and went to mi casa.

That was my past few weeks. I hope you enjoyed them. I am now here in Pete’s office doing what the school considers ‘work’, and I have to say…I like it! I don’t get paid much, but you know what….for what I have to do…that’s fine. Until next time kiddies…post many comments and tell me how stupid Pepijn is and how you still love me and I will talk to you all again soon.