real men wear pink?

on my drive to work tonight...i think i time travelled. rod, my friend and co-worker, picked me up...we attempt to do our part by car pooling. good for the environment and our pockets. from the speakers of his car i hear something catchy and familiar. turns out to be the sweet soothing sounds of wham!, freedom to be exact. rod is a few years older than me but we're close in age...six years difference i think. in some ways it seems like a million and others, not so much. i hummed along with the song at first...not totally remembering the lyrics. i was only nine when the song in question was released. we were listening to a bootleg from asia that rod had purchased called 'hits from 1985'. by the time we passed by the don mills exit on the dvp i was in full song. almost surprised that i was remembering it. it must have been stored in my brain from the times when beth and i would dress up in our swirliest, twirliest skirts and dance in the basement of my house.

"Freedom"

Everyday I hear a different story
People say that you're no good for me
So you love another
And she's making a fool of you
Oh
If you love me baby
Don't deny it
But you left me
And tell me
I should try it
Tell me I'm a baby
And I will understand

But to know that I'll forgive you
Just this once, twice, forever
'Cause baby
You could take me to heaven and back
Just as long as we're together
And you do

I don't want your freedom
I don't want to play around
I don't want nobody's baby
Part-time love just brings me down
I don't need your freedom
Girl all I want right now is you

Like a prisoner who has his own key
But I can't escape until you love me
I just go from day to day
Knowing all about the other boys
You take my hand and tell me I'm a fool
To give you all I do
Bet you someday
Baby
Someone says the same to you

But to know that I'll forgive you
Just this once, twice, forever
'Cause baby
You could take me to heaven and back
Just as long as we're together
And you do

Oh

I don't want your freedom
I don't want to play around
I don't want nobody's baby
Part-time love just brings me down
I don't need your freedom
Girl all I want right now is you

But to know that I'll forgive you
Just this once, twice, forever
'Cause baby
You could take me to heaven and back
Just as long as we're together
And you do

I don't want your freedom
I don't need to play around
I don't want nobody's baby
Part-time love just brings me down

I don't want your
(I don't want your)
I don't want your
(I don't want your)
I don't want your
(I don't want your)
I don't want your
(I don't want your)
Oh...

i realized after the song was over that i always thought of george michael as dreamy but not in a romantical way. i didn't want to kiss him or anything but i did have a feeling like i wanted to be friends with him. we could hang out, dance, do each other's hair...remember, i was nine. i thought most boys were gross. we would chase them 'til the cows came home but the second you caught them it was 'eewwwwww, go away!' george michael is the lance bass of my generation. he sang about macking chicks but really he was girlie enough that we all loved him and were unsure about what it was that we loved. i figure if joey macintyre or donny wahlberg announce that they're gay, then i might have an issue because they were the first boys i wanted to make out with. it may also explain alot of things too.
i think it might explain why some girls become fag hags. we're confused from the get go.