What Happened Next --- Chronicle of the Qfriend files
It's been three terms now since I've written my article " How To Tell Your Friends You're a Queen Fan " and some things have happened since then. They were pretty massive groundbreaking stories at the time, but some fool round my place deleted the HTML editor so I had to leave everyone in suspence.. until now .... <<exerpt from December 13th>>
"I'm out of the Queen closet.
It was so dramatic, I stood up in front of EVERYONE in year 9 and i choked
up. It was an 'access to success' day where we had to tell everyone about
our passions, a passion that no one knew about; however you had to get out
of your comfort zone. It all seemed to fit at the time all the signs were
pointing there. It could have been a lot easier if I just could have shut
my gob or maybe said something about my love/hate relationship with goddam
music... but no.. I had to stand on a chair each while we told everyone in
the year. I was crying BTW, and i set everyone else off as well.
"Hi, my name is Eleanor and my passion is liking the band Queen. It might'd
be a big deal to you but it means an awful lot to me. I've been hiding it
from you for the last year because I thought none of you would accept me
if i liked this kind of music. It's incredible. It's more than just music,
it tells me how to think how to feel and inspires me. My friends from my
old school try to share how i feel but they don't know what it's like. My
family don't like me because they think i'm obsessed with it. ;-Q"
Or something to that effect, except me going on like a blubbering idiot
and having long pauses inbetween every word. You couldn't even understand
what i was saying. Everyone in the year level started to cry but i just watched
the back wall. It was so embarrassing. When i sat down everyone looked at
me and smiled. Sure they might'd accepted me that minute but I didn't want
to expect anything for Monday morning."
It was embarrassing and I acted like it was a big deal. I think my friends at the time were cut at me for thinking they were such bitches and for judging them so harshly; like they would have judged me. We never really talked again but everyone else came up to me afterwards and consoled me for making such a fool out of myself and for being so brave. I had started another legion of fans for being brave for all the wrong reasons. I returned on Monday morning with everything normal. And yet-- to this day even with my new group of maties, I don't talk about Queen. They sometimes make references to it like "Are you listening to Queen?" or "I hope you have a fun Xmas listening to Queen!" and I just cringe at the thought of how they found out.
The most annoying part of it was, this whole secretive thing went on for a whole year and they didn't even care. I know it's such a miniscule problem but they thought it was even smaller. It was just so stuffed the way it was all over me all year and they would never understand what'd be like to be prisoned by your own listening habits. It's freaking crazy.
You know what the worst part is? When I said this, I had just come out of teeth surgery and I was in the worst pain you could possibly imagine.
Eek! Let's just forget it and what Jerry Maguire!!! WOOOHOOO!