When i was in 9th grade, i sat next to this girl in my english class named Erin. She was pretty annoying, but she had a crush on me - that's ok. I was a late bloomer in life - when i was 15, i was still about 5'3, 90 pounds, and looked like i was 12. Erin lived about a block away. So, Friday night, 1997 - I am sitting in my room at 7:58, patiently waiting for my favorite TV show of all time to start - The X Files. Suddenly, a knock comes from my door. My mom says "There is about 15 girls at the door, asking for you". Now, keep in mind - The X Files was about to start. I go to the front door. Sure enough, there is about 15 girls in the front yard and Erin is leading then. Apparently, she had a sleep over and they all decided to walk to my house and say hi. Erin asks "So, what are you doing?" I said "Well, i am waiting for The X Files to start, so what do you guys what?" They all laughed at me and left. If i could go back in time, i'd tell myself to be less gay.