Romeo and Julian?

It's been almost a week since this headline hit the newspapers (sorry for the late post!), but I'm sure some of you guys and girls in the US haven't heard about it...

Apparently, after a group of students from a mixed race and gender school in East London, it sparked a controversial argument about whether 'Romeo and Julian' (a play about tackling homophobia, based on Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet) should be allowed.

According to parents, they think it is ludicrous for 'such a literary masterpiece to be used as a basis for such a politically correct purpose'. Now, excuse me if I'm wrong, but shouldn't we be wanting to use well-known plays and books to put across today's issues so that the audience can relate to them?

Also, it was said that all parents want children to be learning 'Romeo and Juliet' and not 'Romeo and Julian'. Then tell me now why it is acceptable to teach children about suicide (which is not a part of every day human life - if you're emotionally stable, of course) but it is not acceptable to teach them about homosexuality (which is firmly a part of every day human life.)

Straight parents of the UK: the world is changing, get the f**k over it!

P.s. Sorry, gays, for posting such a gut-wrenching, vomit-worthy picture above. (Yes, I was deliberately trying to be heterophobic - which would cause absolute uproar if it were to be more mainstream. See how we feel hetties?)

Where for art thou?

Has anyone else ever felt like this every time that special someone is around?

I'm guessing most of you have, and if you haven't, I can tell you now you're positively missing out.

I've always believed in love, and I've always believed that it is the sole reason why us simple, yet so complex, human beings are here, but it wasn't until right about now that I truly believed it would happen to me.

Okay, so my girlfriend (I don't mention names, because of privacy... unless that person specifically asks me to,) is the only girl I ever want. Ever. She's intelligent, funny, and not to mention 100% beautiful. It's the little things we do when we're together that make those butterflies appear: when I can feel her smiling when she kisses me; the way I could look at her all day and not feel the need to say one word... When she says thing to me like "She needn't say anything, as her pure beauty spoke out to me like a Shakespearean sonnet read aloud on a summer's day."

I could ramble on forever about how much I am in love with her and how much more I love her every single day.

Crap! You think I'm getting all gushy and Romeo & Juliet. I must leave you with something out of context...

My GOD I love potato chip sandwiches.

Oh, and the sex is great too. ;)