Early Christmas present

Felix (godbrother) came back to Kl for a week. We had breakfast and shopped a little before I head back to work. We chatted, gossiped, and browsed through some cute guys pics. And before he went off, he gave me an early Christmas present, a book - Velvet Rage.

Taken with PictureShow-Iphone

I am actually quite curious to know more about gays and they way they live their life. Reading at the end of chapter 5 describing first gay relationship, I found this paragraph meaningful and true -
To be gay in an uncompromisingly straight world is to struggle to find love and, once found, to hold onto it. we are men in a world where men are emotionally disabled by our masculine cultural ideals. And we are men who threaten those ideals by loving another man at a time in life when we are neither equipped for the varnishes of love or the torment of shame (Downs, 2005).

Alan Downs explained that the first gay love in our early life are usually the most intimate kind. We have fond memories of our first time lover and they are some of our most defining relationship. Myself had seen these imprint of my first time lover over me. We dated briefly 3 years ago and separated. Then we dated again for almost 2 years until now and separated again.

Semester 1 Year 2

I am having four subjects this new semester. We were required 20 days practicum which equals to 1 month of working with children. There are numerous lessons plans, reports and observation to compile. Seniors warned that the paper work will be at least 150 pages and that just for one subject.

Working hours had been greatly reduced; I no longer have to work half day because the school principle was cutting on workforce. I am only required to teach art twice a week which gives me additional time to study (if I wouldn’t spend time dreaming).

I am back to travel by pubic transport (shocking). I had to take Star lrt, Putra lrt, KTM and mini bus in a single trip to college. If I knew earlier of this fate, I wouldn’t be studying in Subang. Since I still have another year, …just ask me to shut-up and stop complaining. Lucky for me, my hag-to-be is willing to carpool.

Hag-to-be is a petite Chinese with long curly brown hair. She is your girl next door and wears a smile constantly. She’s a perfect sweetie pie with genuine selfless heart. With all the qualities…can’t see why I still hope to own her (god…please make her pop the gay question). I had sat next to her for a year which generated idea of us together (hell no). Hag-to-be is taken and I need a hag not a girlfriend.

Placebo - Running Up That Hill from PlaceboRock on Vimeo.

Where's him?

Sometimes images of him appears
his comforting smiles and
those tiny wrinkles on the corner of his eyes
He is the smartest person I ever know
and he never fails to answer all my silly questions
He is my late father. I miss you dad

Centipedes

As mentioned in my some of my earlier post, I enjoy gardening since young. Last weekend I was re-potting a few pots of fern because it wasn’t growing well.

I suspect my mom asked the maid to re-pot my ferns using burnt soil – burnt soil is good for drainage but they never carries much nutrient for the plants, and personally, I think ferns prefer moist and light soil.

I then set the plants beside me and had newspaper lying on the floor getting ready for reporting. I pulled out the plants with my bare hands (I like to feel soils with my finger) and a little help of the trowel. I lay the plant on the newspaper and continue moving the soils with my hand. THEN…almost-screaming part came in (don't judge...I did not scream). I saw centipedes in the pot! Scary as hell and the thought of venomous sting from centipede came to my head. I whacked the poor fella with trowel but it ran so quickly. Finally, I managed to slice them into pieces with the edge of the trowel.

Poor fella!..next time I won't slice ya.

PS. I managed to google and found out that smaller centipede's are not strong enough to puncture human's skin. In fact, they are beneficial as pest controller.

Body size

I am naturally slim and I hated when people called me skinny. Sadly, I grew up hearing that so I started eating mega portioned-meal during teens and I had Appeton weight gain (totally failed).

Lately I have been hitting gym hard. I am not fat so don't get me wrong (don't hate me either). I am a big fan of toned body ala 2007's model type (muscular rather than twinkly 2011). I realized if I consistently gym my body will inflate and if I stop I will look skinny again.

Until lately, Anson complained that I look too buff for my tiny frame. Maybe he was correct in the sense body proportion; I am quite petite for big biceps. Afraid not, with a week of gym absent I can deflate quite a lot.

Pic source: Unknown

See these twinks? Anson loves these types of body. Bodies like this are quite apparent in current fashion scenes. I told Anson these boys have 0% body fat and almost anorexic. Getting buff is hard enough but getting these bodies are worst.
They don't rhyme with Jco, Tong Shui, Pavlova or Beef burger. lol

I miss HURTS!

I know its a terrible pic, taken with iPhone

We were late to the concert because Buddy was presenting his final assignment. The concert starts at 7.30pm but we reached at 8.30pm. But who knew the concert will start in time especially the venue was a club.

Theo was amazing throughout the entire concert, despite the horrible sound system at Mist club, he sang charmingly. He sung almost every songs from his album and he sung LIVE! It was live because its obvious that he struggled from the overly heavy base. There was this bouncer-like Englishman in suit standing at the back of Theo and Adam. You wouldn't notice him at first because he was in a frozen position of a mannequin. Then , Theo stopped singing at some point and the bouncer bedazzled us with his Tenor voice-totally O.M.G!, the crowds wouldn't stop screaming for him.

Theo also managed to sing our famous gay song-"Confide in me" of Kylie Minogue.

Both Theo and Adam looked incredibly handsome and they dressed exactly like the album cover style. Did i mention Theo threw roses throughout the concert? the crowds were screaming for him, and that including buddy!

PS. Anson, thank you for the ticket. And next time we should watch Kazaky :p

Sweaty you!

Buddy: You look like someone had spew water on you!

Me: I know! I am all wet.

Buddy: I am just getting warm here and you are all wet (laughing).

Me: And they still wana off the fan! (roll eyes)

That’s me going to gym without bringing towel. I am the type of person who will sweat a lot (who will brag about sweating. eww). After any rigorous activity or staying out in the noon without air conditioner, I will sweat terribly. I will be completely wet as if someone spews water on me. Another incident was when I returned from school (years ago la). I was taking the LRT Star train in the evening and I bumped into my mother’s friend. She stared at me from head to toe and questioned “Why are you wet. Did someone pour water you?” Even though I denied and explained my condition, she still looked at me in disbelief.

Don’t call me princess yet. I love going under the sun and I am known for being the only sun tanner in my college. I will go hiking, cycling or volley ball at the beach even in bright noon. I describe myself as an outdoor person. I love the nature and I don’t mean to be constantly hiding at places with air conditioner. But, if I am all dress up to meet someone, or somehow attending a function in my lovely waistcoat, that is when I need to maintain my pretty face from getting sweaty. Honestly, do you want to see your friend with sweat dripping from his face and messy hair like a hobo?

P.S. Damn! I started to gain tiny freckles on my arms and shoulder. Maybe it’s time to protect them :(