Date: Tue, 09 Sep 2003 23:19:47 +1000
From: freddy fred <floggermogger@hotmail.com>
Subject: Becasue he's Bo

My work you know all the disclaimers, I dunno about being
18 0r 21 or wateva seeing it's a no sex catorgory, but do
wat eva happens no copying, no like u would, right?

This all happened this year, 2003, when I went to tafe,
some names changed some places twisted, some events
unexplained. I'm in Aus, NSW, give me feed back if/when u
read it
Cheers Mog
floggermogger@hotmail.com

I went to tafe after I finished year 12. I wanted to do
it again to get into uni next year do communications,
drama, or journalism. I was there for a few years with my
two friends, Sheena and Alisha - that was until they
wanted to do something else, moved out of home and never
showed up, leading to them dropping out. By this time I
had known a few people, but not well enough to sit with
them at lunch or breaks.
          Here at Tighes Hill Tafe there were a few
hotties in overalls, doing HSC and trying to get a life,
while at the same time there was those derro's who were
there because "it was fun to hang with others", there was
also the drug lords who tried to rule the place, but no
one ever gave them the time of day. It was this time that
I noticed a big headed wog a little younger than me,
probably 16 - 17, his name I came to learn was Dave. He
had major sex appeal and dressed in a gay way to me, but
hey he's a wog, so who really knows! The first time I got
to be close to him was in the cafeteria. Here I noticed a
blonde, tanned, blue eyed guy who I thought was YOUNG,
bout 14 - 16. I really wanted to get to know him, he
seemed fun, gorgeous, and I could live on his life alone!
            I came to be great friends with Tara by this
time. I found out she had hooked up with another wog,
Petros. He was quite studly! He played soccer (typical)
and he was another big headed freak who prided on the
chicks checkin his "sub woofers mate". His hair was
always in the perfect postion (until his hair cut),
dressed in tight clothes to show his build (what he had
of it), and was hardly seen outside (probably cause the
wind might drag his air headed head in the air and never
come down). Tara and I became best friends this year, we
know each other inside out and we are always assumed to
be dating!! (uh huh sure!).
             In Modern History there is a girl named
Erin, she knows the blonde headed andonis, and so I found
that becoming friends with her would benefit me greatly.
A month after I became friends with Tara, I became
friends with Erin and she became another good friend of
mine. It was this time I got to talk to Bo, the andonis,
and it was not long after Erin's friendship that Bo found
out I had the hugest crush on him. Turned out he was
"bisexually confused" about liking guys and the whole
deal, but also he had slept with quite a few chicks,
which gave me a huge hole in my stomach. Erin tried
teling me everything about Bo, what he likes, what he
doesn't, his interests, his personality, what his attude
is like towards everything, and that "he was different to
other judgemental guys". I came to find out that he was
in a way, to this day I think we never had a relationship
because I am not cute like all the guys with god-like
bodies, gorgeous smiles, killer eyes, and the whole
shinnanigans that go with it. But anyway, I also came to
see that because I wanted this freindship/relationship
with Bo I was pushing everything so fast, so hard. Now
the year is almost over, I can safely say giving him, or
us, space has helped us.
                Coming this far through the year and
making new friends with the people at tafe, I found
myself as well. I didn't want a relationship with those
feministic guys, the ones who sit around doing nails,
craving different hair styles/colours, obssessed with
being thin as anything, talking like a girl or wagging
tales at guys and saying "I'm better than that bitch,
take me home". I found that I didn't like sex. that's
right, didn't, I was more based on the emotional side of
relationships, instead of staying up rooting some guy til
the cows came home, I wanted to stay up and look at the
man I loved/adored, talk with him and find out every last
inch of info on him, share secrets and dreams/ambtions.
That's what I wanted with Bo. He was the one I came back
to in the end, was Todd the one I wanted? Was Joel the I
wanted? No, niether, I wasn't sure why.. But I think it
came back to Bo was the one I wanted, even though some
people were saying that I could do better because they
thought he had a big head, and prided himself on the fact
that he knew he was cute, and that he played on the fact
that I liked him.. I didn't care, no one saw him through
my eyes: the sun shone when he was around, clouds parted,
troubles ceased, time stopped.
                        When we first started talking he
never seemed to be around when it was just me and him,
we'd talk nonsense about nothing, maths, weekends, or
something uninteresting. But of late something has
changed, I became to love Bo, and even though I have had
ups and downs with him, I may never see this person again
after this year, he will be apart of my history.. why?
Because he is Bo.


It's short sweet, first attmpt, be gentle with me and I'd
love to do another full attempt. This one was for Bo.
Others will be/can be fantasy, made up which hopefully
I'm good at for you guys to read. Cheers.