Adam (ah·dam)
Today on Mike: Just because I can't spell your last name, doesn't mean I don't love you.
Very few people understand the relationship that Adam and I have. Who can blame them? We do have an extremely unique relationship. So unique that it has gotten a whole bunch of weird looks, dirty comments, and even caused a few people to dislike me to the point that it borders on a seething hatred.
Maybe it's because I can talk to Adam about anything. When I say anything, I mean it too. Not like when people say something like that in passing. There really isn't a thing that I can picture not being able to talk to Adam about, much to the heartbreak of those who yearn to have the same privilege. Adam has seen me through ups and downs, countless boys, and a large amount of experimenting with things that other people feel the need to run off to former authority figures about.
Another amazing thing is how our relationship is a testament to the fact that things don't need to get weird; even if this in turn weirds out a very large amount of people. It really means a lot to know that when someone asks "doesn't that bother you?" he replies "no, why would it?" And he's probably one of two people (if it's actually two people) who can purposely embarrass me in front of boys, and not get knifed as soon as I have a free hand. Trust when I say that there has been a very large amount of this on-purpose-embarrassment too.
It probably has a lot to do with the fact that Adam seems to have taken on the position in my life that I end up playing for so many other people. It's greatly appreciated, and incredibly lovely to be able to breakdown and whine or rant and rave to someone and know that they'll listen to all of it, and not make fun of you for it when you're done (half listening counts as listening too). It makes sense because I trust him so much. See, it's a vicious cycle. I trust Adam with my life, we bond over that, people turn in to haters, and then I went about it to Adam which in turn leads us to bond over that.
In conclusion (because I risk being extremely repetitive right now), I'd like to send much love to Adam for being so awesome. Of course that love is completely platonic, but don't worry: I'll still let you get fresh with me - especially in public. And I swear the fact that we both drool over a lot of the same boys, and dance provocatively when under the influence of alcohol has nothing to do with that. Or my name isn't Sir Elton John.
Trivia and Notes:
Adam isn't actually polish. He just has a polish last name. If you can spell it, someone should give you a cookie.
Adam is an old geezer. Much older than anyone else in the Season One Cast.
Adam wishes he had been born Jewish, just so he could tell everyone he was a Jew.
Adam is one of the pickiest eaters ever. He won't eat: fish, seafood, anything that tastes remotely like fish (escargot included), veal, pork, baked potatoes, A&W chicken ("it smells like BO"). He's also not fond of deli meats, condiments ("I eat only all-beef, or turkey hotdogs... and they're always plain" ), chocolate ice-cream, coffee, or any coffee-flavored drinks, nothing but pepperoni on pizza (and only pepperoni, just cheese is a big no-no), cream-cheese, cheese-wiz, processed cheese slices, or anything else with 'cheese' in it, chicken with bones in it ("no wings, no drumsticks, etc"), no Taco Bell ("INTENSE distaste for ground-beef"). Stews are out of the picture, beef-based pasta sauces are a nay-nay, beef lasagna is a also a nay-nay. Then there's hamburgers; Adam's have never eaten a Big Mac, a Whopper, a DQ Grillburger, or any other fast-food-type hamburger in his life.
Adam's sexually diversities studies TA was a big lesbian named Susan. She didn't like him very much, because she thinks he's a racist. She's probably just a dyke.
Adam showers about a gajillion times a day.
Adam is one of the few people to realize that if ANYONE should have been offended by Catch A Rising Star 2006, it should have been the Buddhists and not the Christians.
Adam was, and always will be, The Dairy Queen.
In elementary school, one of Adam's classmates thought he was the second coming of Jesus. It wasn't Nadia though, that was his ex-girlfriend.
Speaking of elementary school, in grade four Adam got his class switched to the teacher he wanted by calling the other teacher a "big, fat bitch" in front of the principal and then crying until he got his way.
Adam was also suspended in grade six for fighting with a friend, after he called his friend's mom an upside down triangle.
Adam hates students who have characteristics reminiscent of Hermione Granger because they ask questions that "they already know the answers to," "to make themselves seem intelligent and subsequently make everyone else sigh and shake their heads in disbelief"
'O Holy Night' is Adam's favourite song, like ever.
Adam really and truly wishes he was as cool as Mike Haddad. Mike Haddad is like the coolest kid ever. Oh what he would give to be as cool as Mike Haddad. He heard Mike Haddad does car commercials in Japan..
Adam's best friend from high school is Gill. One time, she said he wasn't allowed to have sex with someone while he was visited. Adam wasn't pleased.
Adam is a rather skeptical and ultimately unfaithful student of Christian theology, and often finds himself getting so frustrated in readings, lectures, and class discussions when determined, yet utterly closed-minded people express their passion for a certain religious ideal for which "faith in Jesus Christ" is the ONLY evidence. He even wishes it was feasible to an academic thesis of "You're all effed in the head. None of this is even real!".
Adam used to minor in classics, but he dropped it like it was hot.
Adam doesn't know shit about popular culture. If it's not at American Eagle, he doesn't know it. Try asking him who Ludacris is. The best you'll get on a good day is "Ludacris fills cups like double-dees."
Adam actually has the musical tastes of a 40 year old woman. Elton John really isn't as cool as Adam thinks.


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