Journal 11
I was gonna bitch about emo, but I'm in too good of a mood to bitch. Why? I haven't the slightest. Its 3:30am and I'm sitting here alone, sober, have my fucking wisodom tooth ripping my gum open, an ear ache on top if it, with a goofy smile. Life works funny sometimes.
I was thinking of being back home today, and all the stupid shit we used to do. Me and 3 to 5 friends would sit outside of cumberland farms, begging the trashiest looking people to buy us beer. When they did, we'd either run behind the store and toss it in our bags, or wed run down the street and hope we didn't get caught. That's not really the stupid part, those came after. We'd stumble around town, smoking cigarettes, vandalizing things, drink more behind some dumpsters (that got us caught once and we were all brought to protective custody). Once a frined of mine went to smoke whatever drug with some guy walking along the street. We tried to break bottles over each other's heads. Things of that sort.
Then I got to thinking about videos. One, involving me, is too embarassing to put anywhere public. We affectionally refer to it as the "drunk and disorderly" video. Then there is the "Matt (last name removed) is fucking gay" video.
Now, we didn't have anything against homosexuals, Matt did. Matt turned into a white power skinhead his senior year in highschool. He still hung around me and my friend Dave a bit. One day we decided to do a video taped interview with him. On the tape he professed his hate for people retarded. He said that anyone not white should die, as well. Then we got to talking about gays. He said he hated them. Me, being the wonderful interviewer that I am, asked why. He said it was gross and unnatural. I remember him digging the hole, me and Dave sat mouth agape in amazement.
"You know, if you are like, at a party and all the girls are taken," he said, "and you know, you're all horny, you can fuck a guy and not be gay. Like, if you shake hands and agree that you are both not gay, then it's ok. An ass is just a warm moist place to stick your dick. But as soon as a girl opens up, you have to go to her or you are a fuckin' fag."
Stunned. Floored. This kid was the biggest homophobe I had known up until that point, and he had more or less admited that he would have sex with another man.
It didn't take long. We showed that tape to everyone we knew (and my tape got shown just after it). He got pretty pissed when guys would ask, "Hey, you wanna shake hands." He swore he didn't mean it like that. We all knew the truth, or the truth as we saw it.
I was gonna bitch about emo, but I'm in too good of a mood to bitch. Why? I haven't the slightest. Its 3:30am and I'm sitting here alone, sober, have my fucking wisodom tooth ripping my gum open, an ear ache on top if it, with a goofy smile. Life works funny sometimes.
I was thinking of being back home today, and all the stupid shit we used to do. Me and 3 to 5 friends would sit outside of cumberland farms, begging the trashiest looking people to buy us beer. When they did, we'd either run behind the store and toss it in our bags, or wed run down the street and hope we didn't get caught. That's not really the stupid part, those came after. We'd stumble around town, smoking cigarettes, vandalizing things, drink more behind some dumpsters (that got us caught once and we were all brought to protective custody). Once a frined of mine went to smoke whatever drug with some guy walking along the street. We tried to break bottles over each other's heads. Things of that sort.
Then I got to thinking about videos. One, involving me, is too embarassing to put anywhere public. We affectionally refer to it as the "drunk and disorderly" video. Then there is the "Matt (last name removed) is fucking gay" video.
Now, we didn't have anything against homosexuals, Matt did. Matt turned into a white power skinhead his senior year in highschool. He still hung around me and my friend Dave a bit. One day we decided to do a video taped interview with him. On the tape he professed his hate for people retarded. He said that anyone not white should die, as well. Then we got to talking about gays. He said he hated them. Me, being the wonderful interviewer that I am, asked why. He said it was gross and unnatural. I remember him digging the hole, me and Dave sat mouth agape in amazement.
"You know, if you are like, at a party and all the girls are taken," he said, "and you know, you're all horny, you can fuck a guy and not be gay. Like, if you shake hands and agree that you are both not gay, then it's ok. An ass is just a warm moist place to stick your dick. But as soon as a girl opens up, you have to go to her or you are a fuckin' fag."
Stunned. Floored. This kid was the biggest homophobe I had known up until that point, and he had more or less admited that he would have sex with another man.
It didn't take long. We showed that tape to everyone we knew (and my tape got shown just after it). He got pretty pissed when guys would ask, "Hey, you wanna shake hands." He swore he didn't mean it like that. We all knew the truth, or the truth as we saw it.
hyenahell:
that's fucking hilarious.... 
elisabeth:
Yow. This eerily sounds like some friends I used to have. We didn't have videotape, but the scenes are permanently etched in my memory. Remind me to tell you about the time I hit my friend head upside the head with a Gideon Bible in Vegas 