Twenty One

This is driving me nuts. We’re going to Portugal, we’re going down the country, we’re doing all these things with our separate groups and cliques, but when I do things with the gays, suddenly I’m ditching my straight friends?

My twenty first is this September, and they’ll be in Portugal, but I may have my party when their back?

Eh, no. Fuck you, flights can be moved, and I’m not moving my plans around to suit you. If you’re too pre-occupied to attend, then fuck you. I fucking travelled from one end of the country to the other and back just so I could surprise one of the girls at her 19th about two weeks ago, but my twenty first has to be moved?

 

I think not! This is annoying me so much. Do you know what, my pride post was spot on. I’m going to involve with the gays, and show little regard for the straights when they want to do something.

I’ve plans, sorry. Something better to do tonight.

They have thousands of bars to go to, the gays have four in Dublin which cater for the LGBTQWERTY “community”. So if I kissed a boy in a straight bar, would I be teased, have a drink fucked over me? Probably, so why should they come in to our bars, and ogle the freaks? GO to the zoo. I’m looking after number one. After all, after every night out on the straight, I’ve gone home empty handed. It’s like being a diabetic in a cake shop, all looking, no touching.

I’m fuming over my twenty first. and I’m so disappointed in them. I really am, and it so hurts. Oh you may have it on the Saturday because we’ll be home?

I want it on the Thursday. I want to bring you guys to the Panti&Bunny show of a Thursday night, and then onto the George or the Dragon. Not a Saturday.

A wee clip from the Panti & Bunny show shown below. And y’all know how I hate bloggers wot YouTube on every post, and I don’t, but this i rare. Enjoy Silence of the Lambs, PantiBar Style.

Skewed

 

I want to write something. but I don’t know what, so I’m stealing a meme from Ian. J. Brooks.

Enjoy!

1. How old will you be in five years?

I’ll be 25

2. Who did you spend at least two hours with today?

My dad, while he made dinner and I sat there on the internet and talking to him

3. How tall are you?

5’ 11”

4. What do you look forward to most in the next six weeks?

Cork and “Europe” with Jack!

5. What’s the last movie you saw?

I love you phillip morris. overrated, horrendously so!

6. Who was the last person you called?

A gay from college to see what the story with tonight is.

7. Who was the last person to call you?

My dad last night.

8. What was the last text message you received?

“fuckit, i’ll see you around 9”

9. Who was the last person to leave you a voicemail?

Sean, at like 7AM on SUnday morning.

10. Do you prefer to call or text?

Call. It’s better for being direct.

11. What were you doing at 12am last night?

I was scanning documents for my sister and mailing them to her because she needed them ungently for today.

12. Are your parent’s married/separated/divorced?

Their freakishly happy and married.13. When is the last time you saw your mom?

about an hour ago

14. What color are your eyes?

My eyes are blue.

15. What time did you wake up today?

at about half twelve this afternoon.

16. What are you wearing right now?

a kind of wool top thing with an open chest and a black tee under it, with dark blue jeans and a pair of black slips ons.

17. What is your favorite christmas song?

I’m so meh abotu christmas but oh holy nigh reminds me of my granny singing it :(

18. Where is your favorite place to be?

In the porch of the house in northern ireland looking out with a cup of tea.

19. Where is your least favorite place to be?

I’m not a fan of elevators

20. Where would you go if you could go anywhere?

I want to see Cuba before the americans wreck it and stick a starbucks/mcdonalds on every street.

21. Where do you think you’ll be in 10 years?

orobably dead or else living somewhere and working or in college

22. Do you tan or burn?

I Burn, then I tan.

23. What did you fear was going to get you at night as a child?

Someone hiding under the bed waiting until I turned the light off. put the fear of god into me!

24. What was the last thing that really made you laugh?

The groups on facebook taking the piss out of the irish leaving certs made me laugh pretty hard.

25. How many TVs do you have in your house?

two. there’s a fucking 42 inch HD LCD tv in the front room, and a 26inch CRT in the back room. Naturally everyone watches the non-hd tv all the time.

26. How big is your bed?

A single bed, sadly. I was demoted to the box room :(

27. Do you have a laptop or desktop computer?

I’ve both, but only use the laptop unless there’s something wrong or I need to download something overnight or print.

29. What color are your sheets?

An outageous shade of red. to match my theme.

30. How many pillows do you sleep with? 

Pillows or cushions? I’ve two cushions and three pillows. I go to sleep with 5 and wake up with none.

31. What is your favorite season?

Summer or winter. I like extremes.

32. What do you like about Autumn? 

I dunno. It’s like a second chance summer, and everyone is back. and my birthday is in Autumn. 21 this year :O

33. What do you like about winter?

The dark nights and kind of romantic air that’s about.

Pride

Hello gays!

I’ve been thinking. A radical concept, I know, but here’s what I thought. Pride. I’m proud. Not in a rainbow flags, parading through the town like a circus, trannys chugging cheap cider at 2PM way, but in a more internal way.

I’ve carved my own niche, and I should be damn proud of it. I’ve got pride in myself and my handiwork. I went from coming out to myself, to having a massive social circle in about 2 years. And I did it myself.

I was always my brothers baby brother. That’s how people knew me in school. My brother was always two years ahead of me, and was the hero on the field, and a hit with the ladies, and I was his younger brother, pale from always being in the shadow.

But now?

I’ve swamped with things to do. One glance at the side of my facebook and it’s cluttered with invited to events. It’s like taking your pick, and I’m damn proud of that. I’ve proved to myself that I can be vaguely popular.

And why not? I’m a great guy, and why wouldn’t you want to know me?

Cocky? Me? never!

Clear?

Crystal clear. It’s over with the boy. We’re going to be just friends from now on because he wants something different than what I want, and we’re better off as friends.

I’m so disappointed. I feel like such a fool. It ruined my night, and now I can’t stop dwelling on it.

His ex, who he did the same thing to, told me to walk away a few night ago. He warned me. And I took no heed.

Oh of course I know better.

Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ve a busy day pretending everything’s ok, and vaguebooking planned.

For those of you in the know, Urbandictionary have a definition of Vaguebooking:

“Intentional or unintentional vague or ambiguous facebook status message, which people have no clue as to what the heck you are talking about. Also included is posting fragmented song lyrics without stating the artist.”

Just friends. Always just fucking friends. Fine. It’s fine. I’m fine. Everything’s fine.

OK?

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We had a table quiz in college yesterday. It was free entry with twenty quid each to the overall winners. Piece of piss, we thought.  And it was so so difficult. Who invented penicillin? What common substance is closely related to sucrose? So what do I do but whip out the mobile phone, and go to google.com

We could see one of the girls on another team had her laptop open on the floor hidden by bags, googling away too. So we snitched and had them disqualified, like good cheaters.

There were six rounds, of eight questions. Every round, we got a perfect score. forty eight out of forty eight. First prize? Oh, I spent it in H&M. It was a voucher, not cash, I was bitterly disappointed. But lovely new underwear and them gorgeous sunglasses you see above are all what I got for my effort.

Cheating pays, clearly. It also makes the world a tinted place ;)