Chaos Angel
03-30-2008, 06:32 AM
Okay, I've been watching this video of a gay guy dancing to "Shy Boy" by Jordin Sparks...
And he strangely looks a whole lot like my ex-boyfriend...
And I was just sitting here thinking, "Wow... He dances better than most girls."
But, I can do the dance because I'm, like, best friends with my friend, Emily, who's, like, an amazing dancer.
And, suddenly, I was hanging with my friends earlier and we were all sitting outside, watching the lighting on the back of Lisa's truck and I suddenly went,
"I wish I was a gay pretty-boy..."
And I meant it. I literall meant it.
Usually, I joke around with stuff like that but I actually meant it.
Everyone just kinda looked at me like, "Where the hell did that come from?"
And Stephen, a guy who I just met, was like, "... Uh... You're somewhat weird."
But everyone else there knew me so they were like, "That's just Dani."
My God...
There were only three things I either wanted to be in my life...
One, a "Scene Queen model"
Two, a pop princess
Three, a journalist/novelist/magazine editor
... Now there's a fourth...
A gay pretty-boy...
I think something is seriously wrong with me.
But I think it would be so cool to be a gay pretty-boy.
I mean, I'd be hot and have so many more friends...
Because girls just automatically call gay guys their "best friend" just because he's gay...
And I could date so many hot guys...
And I'd probably be much more popular on MySpace, too.
Yeah...
Yeah, I'd say something's wrong with me.
And he strangely looks a whole lot like my ex-boyfriend...
And I was just sitting here thinking, "Wow... He dances better than most girls."
But, I can do the dance because I'm, like, best friends with my friend, Emily, who's, like, an amazing dancer.
And, suddenly, I was hanging with my friends earlier and we were all sitting outside, watching the lighting on the back of Lisa's truck and I suddenly went,
"I wish I was a gay pretty-boy..."
And I meant it. I literall meant it.
Usually, I joke around with stuff like that but I actually meant it.
Everyone just kinda looked at me like, "Where the hell did that come from?"
And Stephen, a guy who I just met, was like, "... Uh... You're somewhat weird."
But everyone else there knew me so they were like, "That's just Dani."
My God...
There were only three things I either wanted to be in my life...
One, a "Scene Queen model"
Two, a pop princess
Three, a journalist/novelist/magazine editor
... Now there's a fourth...
A gay pretty-boy...
I think something is seriously wrong with me.
But I think it would be so cool to be a gay pretty-boy.
I mean, I'd be hot and have so many more friends...
Because girls just automatically call gay guys their "best friend" just because he's gay...
And I could date so many hot guys...
And I'd probably be much more popular on MySpace, too.
Yeah...
Yeah, I'd say something's wrong with me.