Hello you beautiful, beautiful people. I am sat here writing this, listening to Kylie and I don't care what you think! Ok, when I say I am listening to Kylie, my iTunes just happens to have started playing a Kylie song, so it's not like I'm listening to her album!
Anyway, the point is that for years I have been called 'Gay' because I have a tendency to do stupid camp things. Hey, at least I am not as camp as this guy:
So, why do I seem to be the campest straight man on earth? Well, I was always told that girls fancied all gay guys, so when I was about 17, when you're trying to figure out how exactly to pull (I was a late bloomer...) I naturally figured that if I acted like a gay guy (without the bumming and stuff) then the girls would all swoon around me and I would have my pick of the crop. Sadly I seemed to be so good at acting gay that all I got was a load of crazy girls wanting to be my BFF but nothing more. Hmm... Fail. However I have only realised this now when look back on it. At the time I thought they were interested in me so I carried on being Captain Camp. Now I am supposedly so far in the closet that I am in Narnia.
But I don't care. This is how I am now and I think I am past the age where I can change my personality. Yes I like the odd bit of Kylie, I will happily watch High School Musical (I don't care what you say, it's very funny...) and I don't mind drinking big girly cocktails! So, if you want to call me gay or camp, then you crack on. I don't really care!
Hope you have a wicked cool weekend and big hugs to all of you! xx
No comments:
Post a Comment