High School Musical

I think I must have missed something in high school.

Tends to happen a lot with gay boys, I'm sure. While our classmates are busy struggling with burgeoning hormones, suddenly hairy chests and a curiously growing obsession with the happenings in the convent next door, we find ourselves increasingly alienated from the rest of the herd - not for any other reason but the fact that we find ourselves far more interested in what actually goes on between the boys in the showers. Hard trying to join in on a heated discussion on Miss Thang's distinctly expanding bosom when I really couldn't care less :)

Funny part was while the boys were busy wondering how a girl felt like in their arms, I'd already experimented before and casually dismissed it as a phase :) Nothing too wild though, just a friendly cuddle and a quick peck on the lips. I obviously much preferred rough tumbling a ready stud ( say something like Chris Evans ) onto the ground.

Still for the others, high school must have been an exciting whirlwind of teen rebellion, endless parties and tentative forays into the dating scene. Floundered and stumbled through all that as well but there was also another side that I kept hidden behind lock and key. A secret world of budding though confusing mancrushes, secret glances and inexplicable yearnings for boys to remove their kits :)

Seeing a couple of the teen dreamboats snapping towels in the changing rooms certainly got me all hot and bothered but it never occurred to me to actually make a move. Not only afraid of the disastrous consequences if they took offence but also terrified of what would actually happen if they actually acquiesced. What happens then!

Took a while for me to realize that my ISO had similar leanings since he seemed to breeze without a care through high school. At least that's what it looked like superficially ( could be his awesomely gelled-up curls :) )since on the inside he was wracked with just as many teenage doubts and dilemmas. No one's perfect after all.

So I figure if my high school life was made into a musical, it would go something like this.

Girls! Girls! Girls!
No doubt the obligatory opening chorus with a view of the entire suffering all-boys school lamenting the lack of companions of the female variety in the testosterone wasteland - and an a cappella trio mooning over the wall at the convent next door. And there's me leaning at the wall totally blase wondering what's the matter, hardly fazed by the oestrogen shortage.

The Bane of my Life
Which would be exams. I think almost every high school student facing the terrifying thought of exams would be able to write an entire rousing marching song fervently protesting the injustice of state examinations.

Get Me Out of PE
This would certainly be a solo in the changing room as I start dragging on my sports shoes while whining about the sheer imbecilic plan of dragging everyone off into the muddy fields just to run around mindlessly after a single ball.


Out on the Sports Field!
Changing Room Blues
And then later after the football game, you have me again singing a wistful paean while stealing lustful glances at some of the better-developed boys. Randy, virile teen dreams covered in perspiration... certainly a vast change from the crude, skinny runts I ran with back in primary school. So when did I start having such wicked intentions?

Tuition Time
Finally with the convent girls on the scene as well as they come in all prim and proper in sleek skirts and dainty heels while the gangly, clumsy boys ( certainly underdeveloped mentally ) slouch at the back of the room in their flip flops and ratty shorts muttering. Not sure if this would be a charming duet but most probably it'll be a give-and-take between the two.

Someday My Prince Will Come?
Standing with my back to the wall at the prerequisite weekend teen party drinking from the punch bowl while avidly watching the couples twirling on the dancefloor ( with a few practically attempting the lambada ), I start questioning myself with a song - don't they always? - while my ISO stands on the opposite end watching. Am I actually hankering after a prince? And is it me or does my ISO look especially becoming tonight?

High School Musicals certainly aren't always what they seem :) So any hit songs that I missed?