Throwback Thursday #6: 1995

October 8, 1995 Sunday

My Diary Entry from October 8, 1995.  I was 16 Years old and a Junior in High School

My Diary Entry from October 8, 1995. I was 16 Years old and a Junior in High School

Translation:

HOMECOMING
October 8th, 1995 Sunday
Rosey,
Yesterday was homecoming.  WOW was it fun.  We went to ‘Houliahans’ for dinner.  It was ok.  Then at the dance Chris and I danced every dance together then one dance he kissed my nose then my cheek then my lips then we frenched!  He’s a good kisser!!  Then we went to Jenny’s *** house and we had a BLAST!!
Well, Chris and I were sitting on the ground and he said ‘Well, do you want to go out’ and I smiled and said ‘I’ll tell you to-marow’ he laughed and I shook my head and said ‘Yes!’ SO I’M GOING OUT WITH CHRIS ***!! YES!!
HAPPY HAPPY JOY JOY!!
Well, Crystal ** likes him but HE IS MINE!! HA HA HA!!
She had the nerve to get my dress but it was green and she didn’t have gloves or cool barrettes like me and Chris is so cool.  By the way the 1st kiss was on the song ‘Waterfalls’ by TLC.  I hate that song but I love it now!! Hee!
Love Tricia

Yeah.  That worked out.  So, we knew the time would have to come where I talk about my “boyfriends” in highschool.  There were a few that I could probably truly claim as “boyfriends” but there were more that I should claim as Boy Friends/filler/last stop to Gayville.  Chris falls in the latter catagory.

Let’s face it- I did theatre, speech and debate, orchestra AND marching band.  My friends were the “good kids”, we would have ‘Welcome Back Kotter’ marathons and going to the loop for thrift store shopping was the most dangerous thing we tried.  I was surrounded by prudes and beautiful, beautiful gay men.  Gay men that were still trying to fit “in”, asking girls out and occassionally making the vunerable love-puppy little girl (me) amazingly happy by re-inacting ’16 Candles’ and making out with her.  Plus, they wanted to do all the fun stuff you wanted to do: shop, hang out listening to music, GOSSIP!  That you had a handsome, well dressed man to take pictures with at the high school dance was an extra added benefit of their awesomeness!

So I have NO PHOTO of our awesome dance date.  Which made me super sad.  But I have these two with Beth and Jenny to prove how awesome Chris was at being a Dance Date!

So I have NO PHOTO of our awesome dance date. Which made me super sad. But I have these two with Beth and Jenny to prove how awesome Chris was at being a Dance Date!

Chris and I have maintained our friendship- He’s on my adult league Kickball Team: They Might Be Kickballers!  He and his hubby David got hitched last year and I am so glad that he found someone as sweet and funny as David is.

This is a short version of our huge Kickball Team. I am int he green socks in front.  Chris is the tall guy in the back with the beer- Dead Center- as he always is and always will be! Awesome-sauce!

This is a short version of our huge Kickball Team. I am int he green socks in front. Chris is the tall guy in the back with the beer- Dead Center- as he always is and always will be! Awesome-sauce!

Chris was a year younger than I, and our homecoming was SO special.  We still sing ‘Waterfalls’ to each other!  His mom has learned to like me, but at the time- whew- did she not like me.  I think it may be the bright red lipstick that was all over his shirt collar after the dance, but to be fair Chris is slightly taller than a GIANT and my lips kinda ran smack into the collar.  (To be TRULY fair- there was a crazy amount of PDA making out still).  Chris was one of a long line of Dance Dates with Gay Men (which if this blog post wasn’t a Throwback Thursday would definatly be the title of this here blog).  There was the next year that I went to Homecoming with Joe- and the “WHATEVER” moment happened (while, I believe there was some exciting gay makeouts happening between two certain people in the next room *ahem* Chris.) And then there was the most amazing gay-boyfriend EVER: Michael. (sorry Chris, but I have to divert from our awesome homecoming to the even AWESOMER prom!)

Michael was doubly delightful.  He was from another school, Marquette.  He and I met at a Speech and Debate Tourney and exchanged info, we hung out on the weekends and I was smitten!  He was the lead in his high school musical of ‘Guys and Dolls’ and I just had to ask him to Prom… but I couldn’t.  I shut down-  there was no way to ask him.  One evening he was at our friend Paulette’s house and he had to leave to get back home, this was two weeks before Prom, and as movie-magic would have it:  It was raining.  I hear Michael calling my name and YES: HE WAS IN THE MIDDLE OF THE STREET.  IN THE RAIN.  Paulette pushed me out onto the street and there we were getting wet and he asked me to the Prom!  Heart Swoon!  I mean, does it get better than that!?

Yes!  We dated for those two weeks. I went to see his musical production and he introduced me to all the Marquette people as his “girlfriend Tricia”.  He sent me flowers BY DELIVERY twice!  He was uber galant, and a dreamboat. And completely and utterly without a doubt gay.  He wore heels to the Prom, but I didn’t care-  I was having my Molly Ringwald fantasy and gosh darn it I wasn’t about to ruin it with logic and common sense!

Here is the group that went to the Senior Prom in 1997.  I am in the pink on the right being ADORED by Michael!  Chris is the tall one- duh.  So, 5 out of the 8 gentlemen in this photo are out now.  How you like them odds!  :)

Here is the group that went to the Senior Prom in 1997. I am in the pink on the right being ADORED by Michael! Chris is the tall one- duh. So, 5 out of the 8 gentlemen in this photo are out now. How you like them odds! 🙂

And honestly, I love that I got to have the best of ALL the worlds!  I had “boyfriends” who were full of passion and drama- heart ache and delimma.  I had “Boy Friends” that were crush worthy and day-dream able but never had the harsh outlines of reality.  And I had a slew of “Gay Boyfriends” who gave me the dream and the reality- who let me have a storybook romance and the best friend all in one.  What a lucky lass I was!

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