Simon: I've been meaning to ask you about your parents. Emily: Yeah, that's what we think, right? Jack: Yeah. Jack: So how do we feel about that? Emily: Well, he didn't drive drunk, and he's home before curfew, so. So I'm just chillin' in Hawaii, drinking Mai Tais, writing memoirs and hoping Trump doesn't destroy my legacy. Simon: Who are you supposed to be? Bram: Oh, uh, I am post-presidency Barack Obama. Simon: Do you miss trick-or-treating? Leah: What, you mean instead of, like, going to loud parties, pretending to like the taste of beer and feeling too self-conscious to dance? You're the one who decided to dress up like fancy Jesus. Simon: Jesus? No, why would Jesus be wearing a white suit? Nick: I don't know, you tell me. Nick: Oh, I thought she was the girl from The Ring and you were Jesus. No offense, America.ĭialogue Nick: Who are you guys supposed to be? Simon: John Lennon and Yoko Ono. Sorry to interrupt, but I have something to say that's a little more important than the national anthem.I think I'm the kind of person who is destined to care so much about one person, it nearly kills me.Over and over, all day long, because a lot of my life is great, but nobody knows I'm gay. One minute I'm on top of the world, and the next I'm at rock bottom. Sometimes, I feel like I'm stuck on a Ferris wheel. ![]() I know that you've been pretending for so long it's hard to believe you can stop.I'm done living in a world where I don't get to be who I am. But then I realized, no matter what, announcing who you are to the world is pretty terrifying, because what if the world doesn't like you? So I did whatever I could to keep my secret. At first I thought it was just a gay thing. It was unfair that only gay people had to come out. ![]() For a long time, I was killing myself to hide that fact. The delivery left something to be desired, but the message is true. Dear students of Creekwood High School, as anyone with a half-decent data plan already knows, a recent post on this very website declared that I was gay.I'm supposed to be the one that decides when and where and how and who knows and how I get to say it, that's supposed to be my thing! And you took that away from me. I don't care if you didn't think that my coming out was gonna be a big thing, Martin.I feel like there's nowhere to hide from all the newness of everything. And I've been avoiding my friends the whole break for all sorts of reasons. I came out to my entire family on Christmas.And I don't want you guys to think anything different. Simon means "the one who hears" and Spier means "the one who sees", so you put that all together and pretty sure that means I was just destined to be up in everybody's business.And then, when I go to college in Los Angeles, I'll be gay and proud, I promise. Or maybe it's that there's not that much of high school left and part of me wants to hold on to who I've always been just a little longer. Why is straight the default? Or maybe it's because I can't be sure this whole "being gay" thing is forever. Maybe it's because it doesn't seem fair that only gay people have to come out. I've been thinking about why I haven't come out yet.There's a really thin line between laughing with someone and laughing at someone.We drink way too much iced coffee, watch bad '90 movies and hang out at Waffle House dreaming of college and gorging on carbs. One of them, I just met a few months ago, but it feels like I've known her forever. Two of them I've known since pretty much the beginning of time, or at least kindergarten. ![]() I have a sister I actually like, not that I'd ever tell her that, and last year, and 200 episodes of Chopped ago, she decided she wanted to be a chef, which means we're pretty much all her test subjects now. My dad was the annoyingly handsome quarterback who married the hot valedictorian. For the most part, my life is totally normal.
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