I got shot, not by a large gun, it was a BB gun. i got shot twice in my shoulder and three times in my back. and i realised something...i am an asshole. if ive ever left a comment on ur diary, andu thot i was an asshole, please tell me. im trying to correct these past grievances. it seems as soon as i write in a diary i become an entirely different person. im going to try and have this entire entry NOT deal with sex in anyway. it's kind of like those ppl with no hips who say they are going to climb everest, impossible but funny to watch. ok half an hour later i have a whole lotta nothing. i'll do what id o every time i dunno what to type. so i got up today at about noon (in my defense i didn't go to bed til 4 inthe morning). so i got up and read for awhile, wrote down some dreams i'd had which i can not go into seeing as how i made that previous statement about nooo sex. then i sat around most of the day online and waht not went out for a little while and got shot by homophobes who saw me at a party with a boy. so then i went out to my fav lil cafe place and they apprently dont serve u if ur bleeding profusely. so i took a trip home and took a bath and tried to get the BB's out, i got the ones in my shoulder with tweezers but i had to have a friend over to get the ones outta my back. then i patched umup and as of now they seem to be done bleeding. well after i was cleaned up and removed of metal i went back to the cafe where everyone was asking me questions about it and tell me how homophobes are evil. they're not really though are they? i mean i like guys and to them that's horrible it's a travesty it's a sin, do i think i should get shot for it, no but i dont think they should be shunned either. so after leavin there very pissed off i went on to a friends house and hung out did some things i can't talk about and went home. talked to friends and stuff. now im sitting here wondering why in fucks sake i ever made a promise not to talk about sex. maybe im ill, oh shit maybe i have some sort of BB poisoning. great scott man maybe there's some right wing poison on it that makes me unable to discus gay sex, drugs, and ....nething that could possibly be interesting or fun. meh this entry is by far worst entry ever written by colin. shoot me now...or wait you already did.