He’s WHAT?
Okay, okay, I give up. I admit it, my two male neighbours are gay, so you can all stop trying to convince me now. Up until this point, I have generally avoided the topic of Will and Anthony’s sexual orientation as I have been living in a shade of denial, not wanting to believe that my two (very) cute neighbours were indeed homosexual. Since they moved in about a year and a half ago, I’ve been able to ignore the fact that they once shared a car, are incredibly well groomed, and are very friendly and charming but ‘appear’ to be single.Considering the fact that I was able to dismiss strong indicators from the early evidence, I refused to believe they were gay basically because I didn’t want to believe that they were. What was that final factor leading to my admission you ask? Well as I got up this morning and proceeded to the bathroom to wash my face, playing from next door I could hear a song that no straight man would ever, ever play, particularly if there was the off chance that someone else could hear it. While during the time they’ve lived next door, I was able to ignore the fact that songs by Britney Spears and Mariah Carey could regularly be heard booming from their house, but this song took the cake and I was unable to deny the truth that my friends had been trying to get me to admit for so long. So as I entered the bathroom with my best sleepy face on and turned on the tap, I could hear a tragically familiar beat coming from next door… that beat my friends belonged to the song Hero by Enrique Iglesias. I stood there motionless while trying to figure out what the song was, but when it struck me, it was all over; I caught a glimpse of my own reflection and burst out laughing.
So today was a sad, sad, day in the life of me. It almost rivals the day when an 11 year old me found out that Stephen Gately, my favourite guy from boyzone, indecently only shopped in the boy’s zone. Don’t worry Stephen, I’ll love you ‘no matter what’. Even though I picked out David from Big Brother’s gayness within a few minutes of seeing him, I think my gaydar needs some serious tweaking or something because the boyzone debacle is not a lone incident. My favourite N’sync-er was Lance Bass, I had a major thing for Darren Hayes during his Savage Garden days and the other day while watching some crappy MTV show, I was all ‘he’s pretty hot’ before I also found out that ‘he’s pretty gay’. Geeze I sure can pick em…
Oh and I also just found out that the guy that I thought was cute from survivor last night is also… gay! I’m going to start getting a complex if this continues for any longer. Me thinks that I should just not show any interest in any guys until I have rock hard evidence that they’re straight. So while we’re on topic, anyone else planning on coming out of the closet anytime soon, huh? What about any of my guy friends, ex-boyfriends or even *THAT* hot guy from Port? (Muhaha Cassie, you know who I'm talking about!). Or how about you, Colin Farrell? Johnny Depp? Johnny Knoxville? Or even you Vince Vaughn? And yes, I am admitting my secret thing for good ole Vince, but don’t even get me started, I’m sure your secret celeb crush is much, MUCH more embarrassing than mine… That is of course unless Vince turns out to be gay… And in which case, I’ll be so traumatised that I’d have skipped the country and moved to Brazil.
posted by Ria @ 9:38 pm
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