Coming Out
I have been in denial on this issue for some time now. But recently it has been weighing too heavily in my mind. I need to get this out...
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I think I might be gay. GAY.
Dammit.
How else might one explain how, during my two most recent trips to Borders, instead of studying for my anatomy midterm on Thursday, I ended up reading the novel 'Pride and Prejudice' in its entirety? This after having secretly enjoyed the movie one night a few weeks before, without having been coerced into its viewing by a girl. I had tried to justify the event in my mind by telling myself that I hadn't paid for the movie... that by having illegally downloaded such a movie I could maintain some claim to a manly edge. The guilt persisted.
Immediately I set out to right my wrongs by watching, in the dark, a scary movie all by myself. Certainly this would prove my manhood. Alas, it was not meant to be. Not only did fear soon drive me to turn on the lights, but I also realized that I had subconsciously chosen to watch 'The Descent'. A movie about a bunch of strong-willed feminists overcoming adversity and warding off evil monsters in caves. And yeah, I liked that one too.
Am I making too much out of this? When I start to think about it, it makes more and more sense. I'm thin, neat, and impeccably good-looking. I also have a great sense of taste. On more than one occassion I have admitted to enjoying episodes of Gilmore Girls and I also have been known to sing Celine songs aloud. This might also explain my newfound appreciation for country music, my delight in golf and my recent disgust in the sport of football (although Walt Harris is probably the culprit there).
But... but... I don't want to go to hell.
What can be done? My mancard is at stake. I am determined to take any steps necessary to prevent this conversion. I will start my weekend regiment by rotating man classics such as Bloodsport, Enter the Dragon and Debbie Does Dallas in between bouts of red meat and porn. I must also bury my new purchase (yup, I even bought the book) somewhere deep in my closet... way in the back behind the turtlenecks and collection of scented hand lotions. Beyond that, I cannot say for sure. My mind is preoccupied by the realization that I wasted my entire weekend (plus today) and I have a huge midterm on Thursday. Sheeeeit. :(
* swoon *
...
I think I might be gay. GAY.
Dammit.
How else might one explain how, during my two most recent trips to Borders, instead of studying for my anatomy midterm on Thursday, I ended up reading the novel 'Pride and Prejudice' in its entirety? This after having secretly enjoyed the movie one night a few weeks before, without having been coerced into its viewing by a girl. I had tried to justify the event in my mind by telling myself that I hadn't paid for the movie... that by having illegally downloaded such a movie I could maintain some claim to a manly edge. The guilt persisted.
Immediately I set out to right my wrongs by watching, in the dark, a scary movie all by myself. Certainly this would prove my manhood. Alas, it was not meant to be. Not only did fear soon drive me to turn on the lights, but I also realized that I had subconsciously chosen to watch 'The Descent'. A movie about a bunch of strong-willed feminists overcoming adversity and warding off evil monsters in caves. And yeah, I liked that one too.
Am I making too much out of this? When I start to think about it, it makes more and more sense. I'm thin, neat, and impeccably good-looking. I also have a great sense of taste. On more than one occassion I have admitted to enjoying episodes of Gilmore Girls and I also have been known to sing Celine songs aloud. This might also explain my newfound appreciation for country music, my delight in golf and my recent disgust in the sport of football (although Walt Harris is probably the culprit there).
But... but... I don't want to go to hell.
What can be done? My mancard is at stake. I am determined to take any steps necessary to prevent this conversion. I will start my weekend regiment by rotating man classics such as Bloodsport, Enter the Dragon and Debbie Does Dallas in between bouts of red meat and porn. I must also bury my new purchase (yup, I even bought the book) somewhere deep in my closet... way in the back behind the turtlenecks and collection of scented hand lotions. Beyond that, I cannot say for sure. My mind is preoccupied by the realization that I wasted my entire weekend (plus today) and I have a huge midterm on Thursday. Sheeeeit. :(
* swoon *
1 Comments:
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# Chang Kim Says:
September 25th, 2006 at 10:10 pm e
Singing Celine out loud? Psh. Did you go to Celine’s Vegas show on its opening weekend? And you wanna talk about thin, neat, and impeccably good-looking…
You’ve got me on Gilmore Girls and country music though.
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# Chang Kim Says:
September 25th, 2006 at 10:11 pm e
And don’t forget about that weekend you spent watching Korean soap operas with your family.
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# hubert Says:
September 26th, 2006 at 7:26 pm e
So you did like it when Sunshine gave you a smooch and were just faking it, weren’t you!!!
Just watch that season on DVD a few times and you’ll be back to your normal self.. your midterm can’t be much harder than the one I just took at SJSU… STRONG SIDE!
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# jeremy Says:
September 28th, 2006 at 7:59 pm e
i could spend hours shopping at bed bath and beyond
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# Andrew Says:
September 29th, 2006 at 11:50 am e
“Debbie Does Dallas in between bouts of red meat and porn” that’s so funny, that’s exactly what I did this past weekend. I gotta get some more ribeye and a new copy of Debbie Does Dallas.
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# Administrator Says:
October 5th, 2006 at 12:40 pm e
wow you actually wore out a dvd so much that you need a new copy?
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