Sunsday February 23rd, 2003
Bro thinks I'm gay
The last four days have been completely uneventful. My brother thinks I'm gay. I told him I'm just unattractive and bad at meeting people. He agreed, and said he still thinks I'm gay. This coming from a guy who was captain of his wrestling team. You'd never see me rolling around a mat with another guy in spandex. If not for his prom queen girlfriend with the big jugs I'd think he was in the closet. Why do guys like him get hot chicks and guys like me end up meeting scary shemales in TGI Fridays?
