18.4.05

Good News

Look, lines from a musical. I'd never be randomly quoting a musical, would I?

So what is this good news? Well I gave the letter/note-type-thing to my mum (actually I left it in her room when she was out, but it's all equivalent-like). And she's all good/okay with it, which I knew she would be. But of course knowing is different from actually knowing, right? Now I actually know and I'm all happy about it. One might even say gay. *beats self half to death with pepper grinder which is randomly nearby* Yes, that was bad, but it's good now, because now I know at least half of my family (me, my mum, and mi hermanita) are all good with it. It's nice knowing the people you love are okay with you being gay.

*snoogles people he loves*

3 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

I actually get to be the first person commenting, something that never seems to happen. So now all you suckers get to listen to me ramble. Especially because I'm doing my hum...and everyone knows that most of my rambling is done when I am supposed to be doing hum. That is very good news kolyn. The whole leave a note bit sounds like okay now stupid things are in my head...like let's make a treasure hunt that leads to a note...or yeah...okay. I was about to say that I suppose.. admire your what's it? courage? well, everything that it took you. Even time. It feels better now, doesn't it? That it isn't just stoggie that knows? I would think it would.
people are leaving me on msn alone with my hum (this being the cold war stuff now). And I miss them. and one of them used an amusing word at the end of his blog post.
So does this count as the twilight of your truth? Now the journey through life..."it's easy as li...okay, I'll stop singing that now and just get it from the library. although it relates extremely well. too bad i'm no longer doing hum and can explain it for all of you out there.

Instead of staying up late...I could just...not do my hum. that sounds like a good alternative, and a fitting ending for this generally unproductive day. Spanish was fun though.
which musical are you quoting? I'm really not good at figuring things like that out, even if I have heard it.
I hope you didn't write the note in matrix green letters on a black piece of paper. You did that for shock value didn't you...(i'm joking of course). And a week later too. I thought of some pretty odd things that you could have admitted in that week, which is really quite funny. *gasp* he's an alien afterall. No, actually that wasn't one of them. sorry...no green exotic alien dancers.
And no, for anyone else reading this I am not making things up.

Actually I rarely make things up. everything has a meaning, msn names, pictures, everything expect the random things that get stuck in my head (like frogs, pancakes, jellyfish, hats...and not physically ... )But I'm sure mr holland could find something. And that is why sometimes it bother me when people don't ask why. I mean I can just decide I'm going to tell them everything, every meaning. and some meanings are only for certain people, but you'll never know, unless you ask. Mr holland...what do the jellyfish want?

And I think you are a wonderful actor, so shouldn't need luck, but good luck anyways on the show. and sorry to anyone who read this in the play that I know that I won't be there.

our printer works again!

10:27 p.m.  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

*hugs kolyn* See? See?
Brave little boy...

*hopes is included on list of people Kolyn loves*

And now, it doesn't matter as much anymore, because she heard it from you. And you have an awesome mother who understands these things, which is most excellent.
*love and sunshine* (to kill the lurking vampires, you know...)

6:28 a.m.  
Blogger Faelights said...

^_^;;; Yes, Kolyn, that was a very, very bad pun. XD Not that it was misuse of a word or anything, it was just painfully bad. XD

Anyways, telling people you love is good ^_^

Oh, and random "anonymous" person who's doing hum... XD I hate it when people don't ask why, too. And then I annoy everyone else by always asking why....

10:10 p.m.  

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