Constricted Gay College Life

A homo in Abercrombie and Fitch, there is NO way you saw that coming.

    So my name is Chris. A little ol’ raging homo in a conservative town in Northern California. I’m 18 years old and I still live with my controlling stepdad and mother and two younger, greedy, lethargic, energetic siblings. You don’t even have to guess either; I am definitely the odd one out in this family. You better hold on to your jock straps and thongs because this life of mine has taken some pretty sharp, uncomfortable turns lately. You never know what’s going to happen to your undies.

     I am attending a junior college right now, pursuing a double-major in English and Music. I hate English, but I love Music. Music = Life. I know everyone says that too. But seriously; there is no other subject I could possibly want to study besides Music. I’m only doing the English part because my crazy, controlling parents are making me pursue something ‘that will actually get me a job.’ Whatever, what happened to dreams? Goals? Aspirations? I guess that doesn’t matter anymore. Only if you have something that will get you a job. I guess it doesn’t matter what’ll make you happy; thanks parents, I’m glad you’re there for me.

     I do however, have my second family. My friends. The one’s that stick out the most are Sabrina, Alexis, Rebecca, Jojo, and Kiki. What a coincidence, huh? A homosexual male having nothing but female best friends. I bet that one caught you off guard. All of my friends are equally amazing though, (some more sober than others) but bascially all of them are the same.

     So, to run down some more of the basics (some of them repeated). I’m 18, still with the parents, without a car, but ironically I have a license(that’s a long story,) I still have to ask when I want to hang out with friends, I’m studying a subject I could care less about, and oh, to top it off, I’m a manager at Taco Bell. Yep, 32 good ol’ hours a week at the burrito-maker with some of the most interesting people I have ever met; scary, thoughtful, amazing, and weird, all in one place. It’s very frightening.

     I will say this though, even though you have never actually met me, I AM the coolest person you have ever met through a blog. And don’t you forget it, cuz then I’ll have to beat you with the ugly stick. But I mean, I’m already prettier than you so why does it matter? Hahahaha, just kidding of course. Pretending I’m cool and pretty is just a facade to hide my insecurities. (There, good enough excuse for ya?)

 -Chris

 p.s. My typing is just down-right piss poor, so if you see a typo, or a mis-spelled word, live with it. (I don’t care if I’m an ‘English’ major )

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