Sunday, May 7, 2006

Gays like Slaves
*important part of the post is at the next asterix

haven't updated in a long while. i finally got something to post about.
so yesterday was the junior/senior prom for Borah. Bryan had asked me two weeks prior by taking me out to Rockies and asking me via a new little blackboard that Rockies had gotten and he had his dad, the dj, write, "AG, will you go to prom with me?" on it. i'm going to try making an online photo album soon with pictures. we went out all day. first, with lunch at Primo's pizza/pasta/salad buffet, then we tried to go bowling at the SUB, but a party there had booked all the lanes, so we just stuck with DDR. darn, such a shame. we had to DDR. after that, we hit the mall, where he bought himself a fish net shirt and a wallet chain. i got him to buy me some perfume, but i didn't let him smell it. i had been trying for this perfume at Deb called Night in Brazil, but by the time i decided to buy it, they were out and every time i checked back, they STILL didn't have any. so i felt lucky to have found one. and at Hot Topic, no less. it's the Nightmare Before Christmas one with Sally on it. it's called Rag Doll. i opened the box and smelled and was just like, "oh my gawd, i LOVE this smell!" and it's HARD for me to find a perfume, cause i always smell the alcohol more than the scent it's supposed to be, so for me to like it is quite amazing. i just hoped Bryan would like it. it's not a very good perfume, though, cause i put on four spritzes and i was barely able to smell it. anyhoo, after the mall, we separated to get ready. i went over to Vanessa and Tiffany's and they did makeup for me, since i don't know the first thing about makeup. they said they made me look beautiful, but i'm not a very good judge of it. i just wanted Bryan to think it. he randomly turned to me in the mall, when we were sitting at the fountain and was like, "you're beautiful, you know that?" then he proposed to me. so now i'm sorta unofficially engaged. he told me, "even though i don't have a ring, will you still marry me?" and i said yes. of course, we won't get married for many years. so he came to pick me up for dinner in his white tux and he was just so handsome. and he had brought me a corsage, even though i didn't get him a boutonniere. it was a black beaded one with white roses. oh, and my dress was black, down a little below my knees, with pink flowers decorated on it. we went out to dinner at the Brick Oven Bistro aka the Beanery and random people kept coming up to us, asking if we were there for prom and telling me how beautiful i looked. Bryan's mom was actually RECORDING us most of the time, but left after she got a little footage of us together at the Beanery. and after one guy had left, after telling me i was beautiful, Bryan turned to me and said, "see? i told you you were beautiful, now stop putting yourself down about how you're not." later, he saw me watching the fountain and he was like, "what are you plotting?" and i was like, "i was contemplating whether or not to go play in the fountain." he just looks back and forth from me to the fountain, then says, "no." i look at the fountain for a few more minutes then go, "just because you said not to, i'm going to." so i took off my 3 inch dress sandals and go wading. he just kept shaking his head at me looking like, "i am not here with this crazy girl," but there was amusement in his eyes, i could tell. then we went to the Rose Room above Old Chicago and got our pictures taken then started dancing. he would only do slow dances at first, and Jake Kepner kept telling him to go out and do the fast songs. i finally got him on the dance floor for both. Jake was proud of me. as the night wore on, though, i kept seeing couples kissing. and while i love Bryan for the fact that he doesn't pressure me into that, i would have liked my one magical moment. and it made me more depressed as the night wore on and it got obvious i wouldn't get one. as he walked me to the door and we did our usual hug good bye he asked if i wanted a kiss good night. and i was like, "well, i was kinda looking forward to one." so yes. perfect way to seal the night. this was the best weekend of my life. i got to spend an early release afternoon with Chris and Bryan watching Advent Children english version and showing them what books i had that told of crap dragons compared to my good Dragonology books, which were actually more believeable. and today, i got Bryan to come to my church, because we were playing Operator, which is a jazz/dixie land style song, for those who havn't heard it, and i told Bryan it would be the one time in his life he would get to hear me do jazz. and his step mom let him come. so i got to see him for three days this weekend. i wouldn't have traded this weekend for the world.
*anyways, to the important part of my post. it'll explain my title. there was an article in the paper today about how homophobic parents in Massachusetts don't like their kids being taught about gay families in school. here's a message for you, America: FUCK YOU! you people have always been afraid of anything different from you. Indians, African Americans, atheists, gays, etc. You must always be the dominating power of this earth. I'm sure you're familiar with the phrase, "history is doomed to repeat itself"? well, that's what's happening now. Next thing you'll know, 25 states will legalize gay marriage, 25 will ban gay marriage, and homophobes will live in the banned states while gay couples wil live in the other 25. you'll probably make Alaska the loving one and Hawaii the hating one, just cause Hawaii is the better spot for the more homophobic Americans. it will be just like the slaves vs. no slaves and soon we'll have another civil war over it and it'll never be settled. have you ever actually looked at a gay person? how different would they be from you? they would have the same body as you. they would have a favorite color, like you. they would believe in a god, like you. they would have a favorite celebrity, like you. they would listen to music, like you. they have different beliefs like you? so what really makes them so different from you?
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