The Kiss Dicitionary

Kiss (v.)-to touch or caress with the lips

now this is a fine and dandy explanation for my computer to understand, but we all know that the action of a kiss can mean so many different things

• I love you
• I'm sorry
• I want you so bad right now
• You are my world
• It's OK
• You're acting really stupid, but I guess that's fine with me
• Took you long enough
• I forgive you
• Lets just f*** and get over it
• I missed you
• I've been waiting for this so long
• You mean so much to me
• You are too funny sometimes
• Shut up

I just that would be a fun thing to post as an interlude between the daring romance, "What Came to Be..."

haha I flatter myself, but yeah, I shall be posting part 3 most likely tonight, or if I actually do more homework, tomorrow, so stay tuned folks!

What Came to Be...Part 2

That chorus room seemed to be crackling with a kind of intensity I had never felt before. I tried to write it off as crazy hormones rushing through my body, but I knew better that Johnny Tracer had an immediate hold over me like no other boy I had ever crushed on. Although, most of the other guys I had crushed on were not all that desirable .

• There was the dreamy pothead
• the seemingly nice emo-esque boy I had met at summer camp who dumped me over a third-hand text message
• the wrestler who swore that although we went on dates, kissed, and talked with me until the sun was back up, was "straight as an arrow"
• the freshman who took me on a couple of dates, did not kiss me, and then proceeded to say "it's not gonna work" after about a month
• the other freshman who was entirely too forward and had more experience than ME, which was seriously odd
  

and now, above all the rest, there was Johnny Tracer, the all out jock and fast talking man's man, who I was falling for harder than Beyonce when one of her heels has broken on stage.

"Hey Alex, you've got some experience with this kind of stuff right?" Johnny said while pointing to his sheet music.

"yeah" was all I could say while trying to suppress a girlish squeal.

"Do you think maybe you could help me with my song? Cause I know Radio Gaga well but I don't know if I've got my pitch right for it."

"Oh"

"...So can you help me?"

"Oh yeah of course, do you wanna work on it now?"


"I can't I've got practice soon, but I have free tomorrow second period, do you have that free then?"


I had gym then, but as we all know, gym is not a priority so I responded, "Yeah, I'll do!"


"Sounds cool man, see ya then" he said as he walked out the door.

He was just as good too look at walking away as he was up front. Those jeans he was wearing did wonders for his 'assets'. As he walked out of the chorus room and I turned back to the piano to keep practicing 'Bohemian Rhapsody' my chorus teacher, Miss Madeline gave me a look that spoke volumes.
"So are you excited for Glee auditions?" was all she said. I knew she was really saying "Oh dear Alex Harting, you have a gargantuan crush on that boy"

But seeing as she was my teacher it would be a little out of line to say a thing as such.

Hours came and went, and it was second period of the next day already. It came surprisingly fast considering I hadn't slept the night before.

I got to the chorus room before Johnny did, and Miss Madeline was now giving another look that said something along the lines of "Alex, this is very nice of you, but what have you been dreaming up about this boy?"

I gave a shrug back that said "Miss Madeline, I don't even know myself"
It really is true that actions speak so much more than words, for Miss Madeline and I had entire conversations that just consisted of shrugs nods and other various and odd expressions.
I waited for ten minutes, and he still had not arrived.
Another ten minutes passed by and Miss Madeline asked me to go make some copies of a song for chorus.
That took about five minutes and when I got back to the chorus room he still was not their.

"Jesus, where IS he?" I muttered under my breath.

"Hmmm?" Miss Madeline replied.

"Oh, nothing I guess..." I said. I rehearsed my song for my audition for the rest of the period and then I went to Pre-Calc once the bell whisked me away.

I was so put off, I had been so excited to help him and then he just blew me off without even saying a thing.
Then there he was, at the window of the door of my Pre-Calc class, waving for me to come out and talk to him.

"Dude I am so sorry, Jamie said he needed help with his APLit. homework and it was an assignment I actually knew what was going on with and I just lost track of time. I feel like a douche cause you totally went out of your to help me. I'll make it up to you, how about we hang out on Saturday? We've got a piano at my house anyway and my ma teaches so she'd probably be able to sight read well enough." He said. He really did look like he was sorry.

"That sounds great, and don't worry about it, I had stuff I had to do anyhow" I lied. That was because I did not want to make him feel bad, especially since he had just invited me over to his house the next day.

"Oh also, bring something you can work out in, I know it sounds weird, but I gotta work out a little Saturday and I figure it would be nice to have someone to work out with me." Johnny said with a smile and what almost looked like a wink.

For a straight boy, he seemed oddly flirty. I was sure it was just my imagination and my deep wanting for him to be as into me as I was in to him, but something seemed quite different from most straight dudes I talked to.

Saturday rolled around, and in between when I had talked to Johnny and when I was at his front door, I was quite hard pressed to find "something I could work out in". My wardrobe consisted mostly of things one would never imagine being sweated on, ever. I was luckily able to steal some stuff from brothers room. It was not like he was using it, he had an apartment by that time, the way I figured any stuff he left in the house was a gift. Plus he always stole my clothes because we were the same size, so he started it.

Before I had chance to knock on his front door I saw Johnny waving to me from the window at the top of the front of his garage. Came down from the top of the garage and opened the door, already glistening and in a pair of gym shorts that did exactly for his 'assets' what the jeans I first saw him in had done for him.

"Hey man! Right on time! I got started a little early; just want to stay in great shape is all." He said almost looking embarrassed for being in such godly shape.

"No worries I don't think I'd be able to work out as long as you anyhow, as you can see I am not near your...uhm, stature" I said rather too awkwardly.

"Nah man I'm sure you can get there twice as fast as me" He said beaming.

"Well I'm not gonna get here standing around now am I! Let's go pump some iron!" I said. I felt so corny, but oh well. Johnny did not say anything he just went up the ladder into the above space in his garage and I followed, getting a wonderful view. He seemed so confident in himself, I knew that is why he did not care about me taking a jaw dropping look at him. He took it in such stride, it was so, endearing.

He started using the rowing machine, I stuck to the treadmill. When he got to his bench he asked me to spot him. I gladly obliged. As he lifted we kept eye contact the entire time, with any other person I would have been weirded out by, but with him felt so right. After he was done huffing and puffing something felt different to me, I felt as if some awkwardness had just slipped away. So to possibly more surprise to me than Johnny, I leaned down and kissed him.

Then to even more of my surprise he kissed me back, passionately. It was odd for he tasked sort of like sweat, but also slightly like big league chew. It was one of the best things ever.
Then he did something even better than kiss me, he held me while we shared that heated and passionate embrace.

We finally stopped kissing, there was a long pause where we just looked at each other, him at my stunned eyes, and me at his sparkling green beauties. Then I said. "Ummm, wait....what just happened?". This was interesting because I expected him to be the one to say this first.
He just smiled.
He smiled at me like he did not have a care in the world, and then he had my heart. I know how cheesy it sounds but it was and is 100 percent true.

"Well dude, it's pretty obvious what just happened. You kissed me, and it was awesome." He said in a very matter of fact tone.

"B-b-but you're straight, right?" I said. I was absolutely befuddled.

"Well...seeing as I think I enjoyed that more than you did, I'm gonna say I may have to re-evaluate that claim." He said as he continued to smile at me.

I envied him so much, I had never met a guy so confident in himself that not even something like figuring out he may be gay could phase him. I guess when you've got everything else figured out in your life, it's easier to figure out things as they come to you.

I was so amazed by him, and I really knew that he was perfect for me in every single way. I did not know how or why yet, but he was none the less. This was not good because now and forever, I was hooked on this boy.

What Came to Be... Part 1

My name is Alex, and to me highschool was an experience. I say this so blandly because at times, it was absolutely phenomenal, but at others it was distinguishably awful. I cannot honestly tell you if this was the hormones raging throughout my body or what, all I know is that it had serious ups and downs.

Now one may ask "Alex why are you dwelling on highschool now that you are a mature adult?"

This is because I did not dwell on highschool, it dwelled on me. More specifically it came back at me at a reunion of sorts.

The odd thing is that "highschool" cam back at me with kisses and love, instead of awful pettiness and immaturity as most people experience at their highschool reunions.

As I had said before highschool was an 'experience' for me because it balanced out both its epic experiences, and it's awful tragedies.
I only call some experiences tragedies because at the time, that is how they seemed. Most of them are quite laughable in retrospect.

Anyhow my funny little story really begins in an English class in which I decided I would utilize my profound musical talents to garner a spot in my schools glee club.
As I prepared my rendition of Queen's "Bohemian Rhapsody" I saw a face different from the usual crowd walk in to the chorus room.
He was a vision in Nike dunks.
But because I was prone to such 'visions' i just continued belting of how I was a poor boy and nobody loves me, courtesy of the wonderful Freddy Mercury.
I could not keep myself from taking a glance or two, just to make sure it was actually who I though it was.
And to my delight and glee (haha, see what I did there?) it was. It the captain of both the soccer team and wrestling team. Reese High's own Adonnis himself, Johnny Tracer.
I felt my high note break as I saw him bend down to get his book bag off the floor after he had asked Miss Marks for the sheet music to "Radio Gaga" so he could audition for the glee club. I am not ashamed of it, it is what guys do, we look slack jawed at sights of absolute hotness.

OK so I will admit, I was quite possibly crushing as hard as I ever could. Which for me was quite impressive considering I had trained myself quite well NOT to do this, considering it gets a boy who likes boys into a lot of trouble in highschool.
It was always the jocks that always got me. They were just so wonderfully muscular. But there was something different about Johnny, he dressed really well, and it always flattered every asset of his being. The fact that he requested "Radio Gaga" for an audition for glee is what really caught my interest.
It was quite an interesting combo, a combo that I absolutely could NOT keep myself from staring slack jawed at.
This is where it all started.

AHA!

Finally, inspiration has come to me!
Today I kept thinking to myself,
"my blog post was especially sucktackular today, much too whiny and complainy-like"

I asked myself what I could do to make it better for both me and you readers (yup, all four of you)

And it came to me, I had had so much fun writing my little story of Ra Cha Cha and Bob the Locquatious, why should I stop doing stuff like that? It is most definitely one of my best posts thus far, so although i will continue my regular posts, I am now going to spice things up with stories that I write, they are going to be a lot longer though, and much more well thought out.

How A Dream Can Screw Up Most of Your Day

"Oh wow this is a really nice thing that's happening, I am kissing someone I really like, good thing it's real, considering I smell, feel, hear, see and taste everything like I should in real life..."

Wakes up in bed

SHIT

This has happened to me multiple times in my life, but I most definitely had my worst yesterday. I dreamt I was kissing someone who I quite like, but it is quite clear that it's not actually going to happen. I went to bed on Friday night believing I had stamped out my silly little crush on this person, but then what do you know, they pop up in my dreams!

Great, right?

haha yeah, no.

So this leaves me oh so very disgruntled for the rest of most of my Saturday. Also extremely confused was I, for my silly little brain just loves to taunt me.

Has this ever happened to any of you?

Wouldn't it Be Nice if We Were Older?

The Beach Boys could not have put this romantic teenage senitiment better. When we teeneagers find someone we believe we love it feels as if we should just be older.
But why? one might ask.

Well there are several reasons:
If a teenage couple were older they would not have to worry so much about a certain action that most parents frown upon.
If older, a teenage couple would be able to live together.
When we are older we get more freedom, allowing more feedom in a relationship.
When we are older, we're much more mature, usually making a good relationship great.
And for those of us teenagers who spend our time on team Rainbow, we would not have to be so secretive (I do not have this problem, but I know a lot of gay teenagers do).

But in a way it is a very good thing that teenage couples are NOT older. We teenagers are not the most responsible or mature bunch. We throw a hissy because we get a bad grade, our parents will not let us take the car, we did not get the part we wanted in the school's production or we are havign particularly bad day and just need to be mad. I have definitely been a culprit of a hissy fit or too myself, so mind you I am not just being a self loathing teenager here, I speak from experience folks.

Now I have met some wonderful teenage couples who I really thought could make it. But then reality happened, and the magic was gone. The reality of it is, even if you are perfect for each other when you are teenagers, you are going to grow apart because you are going to change. I am not comepletely the same person as I was at the start of this school year, and the same can be said for a lot of my friends. Now this is not a bad thing but for a teenage couple, it can be deadly. When we change as we do as teenagers, our perspective changes with us. The same person we had been infatuated with for seven months, suddenly becomes disagreeable and someone we do not want to be with, for the way we view them has changed.
I guess it is perfectly possible that two people can change for the better of their relationship but this is not usually what I have seen.

So I guess what I'm trying to say here is in some way it would be awesome to be able to be with the people we like now as teenagers, when we are adults, but unluckily our adult selves would most likely not want anything to do with our teenage infatuations. I may just be speaking for myself here, so please comment and leave your valued opinion!

The Fable of Ra Cha Cha and Bob the Locquatious

There once was a magical town called Ra Cha Cha. It was a special town in which the weather was always nice, not too cold and not too hot, if this town were porridge, itwould be perfect for goldy locks.
In this magical town that mother nature seemed to smile upon, there was a townsperson that not everyone liked. This was mainly because this townsperson, whom we chall call Bob, never shut up about the weather and how great it was. No one in Ra Cha Cha wanted to hear Bob's insedious rants because they KNEW the weather was great in Ra Cha Cha.
Whenever Bob went anywhere he would always brag about how great the weather was back in Ra Cha Cha. Mother nature did not like this for she knew that other people int he world would start to get jealous if Bob didn't keep his trap shut, also she had had just about enough of Bob talking about the weather. Bob had a rather nasaly voice that could be grating after a while.

Mother Nature did not want Bob to give people the idea that she was favoring some places over others, she did what she did and thats how it was. So Mother Nature very politely told Bob one day
"Shut it Bob, EVERYONE has had enough of your damn rant about how great the weather here is in Ra Cha Cha. The weather I give you all is a privledge and if you wish to keep it, you will do the wise thing, ease everyones headache and SHUT UP."
ok so maybe Mother Nature wasn't all that polite, but in her defense Bob was REALLY annoying.

Bob was was also extremely stupid, so he had no idea who Mother Nature was, so when he got home, he started to babble on about this crazy lady he met in the park who had threatened him.
"She mentioned something aobut the weather.." Bob said.
His wife rolled her eyes because she knew what was going to happen next.
Bob started ranting about the weather.

Mother Natures pride had been hurt by Bob's comments,
One: he had no idea who she was
Two: he called her weird
Three: he STILL wouldn't shut up about the weather

On any other day, Mother Nature would have simply brushed off such offenses from Human kind, but unluckily for Bob and all of Ra Cha Cha, Mother Nature was having her monthly gift. Mother Nature had thought up this to punish men who had been nasty to their wives and girlfriends, she decided that she would make women become mighty warriors for three days out of the month. It hadn't quite worked out how she hoped and so all she got was women really angry and moody three days out of the month.
Mother Nature had a little laugh about this, but she had no idea that this "monthly curse" would also effect herself.
So because Mother Nature was suffering from her monthly curse, she did a very bad thing to the town of Ra Cha Cha, she cursed them with some of the worst weather, ever.
Some days would be filled ith freezing rain, others with scorching hot sun that was extremely unseasonal. Other days Ra Cha Cha might be plagued by all four seasons in one day.
A couple years after cursing Ra Cha Cha, Mother Nature really started to feel guilty aobut what she had done out of anger to a once pleasant town.
To make up for it she blessed the town with the world's most beautiful and abundant lilacs that would bloom sometime in early May.
The people were so thankful that they threw a festival for the Lilacs each year, and most of the time Mother Nature would arrange for a few sunny days here and there during the festival, because they did say thank you after all.