discover a guy who can accept me, understand me and be a real friend

I feel strange,and scared, like I’m walking on eggshells. Good things like this generally don’t happen to me.
He invited me over his house last night and we had a real sleepover. He made me hot tea and showed me his video games. I got to spend some time with his little snake again, Malboro, who, getting sleepy, took a nap in the palm of my hand. Malboro is a baby python about two feet long. It sounds strange to say, but this snake, Malboro, is absolutely adorable. But I have to admit, it scared the crap out of me when, in my hand, Malboro suddenly opened his mouth really really wide and I could swear I saw his fangs. I so startled, fearing he would bite me or something, but then he just closed his mouth and gently nestled his head in the center of his body, which was coiled around my hand like a vacuum cleaner’s cord. He was only yawning!

After videogames we decided to go to bed. He insisted I sleep on his bed, as he said he did whenever he had a friend over. I was humbled and felt loved. He slept on some sofa cusions he put on the floor.

In the morning we drove back to the university and spent the majority of the day together. I really like his company and feel like he likes mine. He knows I have a box turtle and he’s excited to see my pet. He and I wonder what would happen if Malboro and Sheldon were to meet… we’d definitely keep a close eye on both reptiles to make sure they don’t harm each other in the event they don’t get along.

I feel really happy. When I hang out with this person I feel like there’s hope that nice people really are out there, they just need to be found. He and I don’t live far from each other so we can spend time together over the winter break. I just truly hope things keep going well.

Today, DEC 12 2008, was really nice. It was really really nice. It’s been a while since I’ve had a day I felt was relatively meaningful.
I spent this day on my college campus. I was eating breakfast at lunchtime in the dining center with some associates. Then this guy came in that I’ve been friendly with, he comes in, says “hi” and gives me a hug. He feels dissed if I don’t greet him with a hug.
He is a straight guy, currently having significant relationship issues with his girlfriend. He’s been so nice to me since I met him in the beginning of the year, but we didn’t really spend much time together until today.

After eating we played a game of pool, and then he said I could go up to his room. I did- he opened the door and sat on his bed. I sat on the floor. We talked for a while about his girl problems. He vented a lot, going as far as expressing his frustrations concerning the poor quality of sex he and his girlfriend have been having recently. Then he told me he trusts me, and I’m one of the few people on campus he’d talk to about something like that.

He had to go out and run some errands, and not wanting to be alone, I took him up on the offer to accompany him. We got into his Jeep- the first stop was the flower shop, where he bought an enormous bouquet of white roses for his girlfriend. He said he’s done a lot of dumb shit and he wants to show her he’s sorry. It might sound cliche at first, but talking to him, it was obvious how much he loves this girl. He beats himself up a lot for whatever it is that happened.

He wrote a really sweet poem on the tag, attached to the flowers. We delivered them to his girlfriend’s house, but didn’t go inside. She wasn’t home.

Next stop was his house. He invited me into his home. It felt really really nice to be in someone else’s home. I haven’t really “hung out” at anyone’s house in a very long time. His home was designed in the same basic layout as my old house I lived in growing up, and it brought back a lot of warm memories. In the corner of the living room stood a Christmas tree, in the same spot we used to put it when I was growing up.

He took me to his room, and introduced me to his younger brother. He also showed me his python he fondly named Malboro. I got to hold Malboro. He clung to my hand and contorted his upper body so he could look at me. He slithered slowly up my arm, sticking his forked tongue out and flickering it intermittently. He was adorable.

And our adventures didn’t stop there. We left his house and drove to the movie theater so he could get a job application and apply there. Before we left the theater, we went to their game arcade and played air hockey. I won one game and he won one game- we never had a tie breaker.

It’s been a while since I’ve felt so happy and not so lonely. I think I may be onto the trail of a new friendship, but as always, we’ll wait and see what happens. Still, it was nice to spend time with someone and do fun things. Really really nice. I hope we can hang out again soon.

But I’m starting to see this “guy” in someone I know. I knew him a while ago, around the beginning of high school, but then we didn’t see each other for at least a year or two… so now that we’re in college together, I’m sort of getting to know him all-over again.

He accepts me. At least it looks that way so far. I have never ever spoken with a (straight) guy my age who was so comfortable with me being gay. We were talking about it over the phone, and I told him the crazy situation going on with my room mate because he “doesn’t feel comfortable” rooming with a gay person. He said to that, “just ignore him he’s retarded.”

On the phone he told me about one of his friends, one that he knew for a real long time. He said his friend told him one day that he was gay, and he never saw it coming, but after knowing the guy for so long, he just realized that he was still the same person. And he said I’m no different.

And if you don’t think that’s enough to convince you he accepts me, he said he’d try to “hook me up” with this friend of his. And he said “it would be really great if you guys got together and hit it off.”

I won’t lie- I’m a skeptic at the moment- but I want to believe that this is really happening. He’s just so nice to me. He’s being all the things I ever wanted in a real friend.

I want this so bad.