Jan 11, 2008 3:31 AM GMT
So schools resume Monday. A couple of my friends play UNO in the lobby whilst chatting. I walk in and one of them (gay) says, "Stalker! Stalker!" jokingly. It's an inside joke if you will, one that references him catching me ogling at the pictures of a crush (a hottie whose gave me mixed signals all of last semestar). Then I declare defensively, "It was only once (that I checked out his myspace page - i do it everyday though)...I DON'T EVEN LIKE HIM ANYMORE." Then it hits me that 1) All my friends (str8 homophobic jocs) think I am as str8 as a rod. That 2) This is one homophobic environment and that 3) I'm deep in the closet. I look around fearfully, my heart literally in my mouth, and to my relief, no one who knows I'm gay is around.