The Coffee Chronicles

Among many kind of drinks, I love coffee oh-so-much, so when I find these interesting pics, I want to post it here so you can also see.
Pity me, there's no such artistic coffeeshop that serve this kind of coffees here in Indo, huhu...

The curly half and half pattern...

The romantic choco de la heart...

The romantic milky sunset...

The fabulous hibiscus...
Yummyyyyy.....*drool*

NUS Presentation

I’m sorry for my sporadic presence in blog these days, there’s so much to do in my uni (assignments, exams, additional tasks, etc etc) but so little to tell (I’m sure you don’t want to hear my sighs about such a heavy workload I have, do you?). Today is not an exception, busy busy busy all day. Here I checklist my job for today:

ü Study for my exam tomorrow (Gosh, the book is so thick! It’s waiting to be touched. Moreover it’s the lecture that needs an extra effort for you to be understood because of its complexity. And the exam will cover HALF of the book. Ooooh shoot me *unconscious*).

ü Prepare the Computer Laboratory for my senior’s exam today.

ü Scan and send those passports (those are my lecturer’s passports) and his ID cards. Geez, he has 7 passports!! What did he use them all for??!!

ü There’s people from NUS (National University of Singapore) coming to give some seminar and I AM the one who was expected to documenting the seminar.

The last one, is one I wouldn’t mind to do. There are two people from NUS, Mr. Subudjang Kawi (whose the name I knew later on from that brochure), and Mr. Dunno-what-his-name-with-bald-head. They two are coming here, to Indonesia to offer scholarship programs for Post-Graduate students in my uni. Yah, as usual, as a documentation and liaison official, I took pics here and there.
Hey, I found dat Mr. Kawi is quite good-looking for a man of his age, hehehe, so I just being naughty and misused my official status a bit. I started to take quite many pics of him. Just for fun. And I think that Ed might like him though, since he kinda resembles a straight friend of mine who Ed used to like. Here I post few of them, so you could see.

He is about 35 y/o or above I guess, with white skin, slanting eyes, and not fat body type. I say, he’s a mature Singaporean typical, which you rarely never meet in Indonesia. So I think it wasn’t peculiar if I got quite excited.

About the seminar itself, I can say not much to tell. You must know what it was like la, so I wouldn’t write about it here. I didn’t have a chance to meet Ed and gossiping about this, so I hope I could meet him soon, hehehe.

Ah, now I just realized that I’m so tired. I’ll write more posts later then…*yawn*

P.S: Ed, are u interested? =p

Mirror Mirror on the Wall

Once, Ed and I concluded that one characteristic of gay men is their fondness to the mirror. That every time a gay man meets a mirror, wherever it is, he will have an urge to see his reflection, at least once. The thing is no different with me, I like to see my reflections on a mirror (a big one especially, lol) and make sure that I don’t get mis-‘apparel’ or mis-‘hair’ that day. Yah, for me, mirror is one of the greatest inventions of the humankind, haha.

There’s this one hunk in my major building (we share our building with other major in our uni) who I like to see. He’s somehow stylish and dashing, have a proportional body and face, but unfortunately, with a well-tanned skin (which I don’t really like, hehe). Ya, for simplicity, in this post I will call him HUNKY. Every time HUNKY passes, I would like turn-my-head and take peeks on him surreptitiously. Part of it because I'm not really sure that he’s actually gay (I just suspected him). And part of it of course, because I don’t want to attract the attention from others when I see him through.

Long story short, few days ago in the morning, when I stood on the hallway (where he usually passes) wanna get to the bath room. Someone suddenly talk loudly,

“Woi, see your reflection on that mirror AGAIN?? Gosh, you always do that.”

And you might guessed who I saw stood-in-front-of-the-mirror-on-the-other-side-of-the-hallway-with-that-cute-shy-smile, well of course, it was HUNKY. Busted! I was like laughing out loudly to myself that time. Well, one more evidence found.*grin*

And this is happened just yesterday…

As usual, I passed on a mirror at the hallway near the bathroom, and being coquettish, I stand in front of that mirror and started to admire my self reflection, hehehe. And of course, being too full of myself till I didn’t see anything around me, I didn’t see there’s someone, bent near the bathroom’s door, tied his shoe. While I was still admiring my-own-narcisstic-self, that guy leaned and then stood up, of course, he saw me. And guess what?! That guy was HUNKY. OMG.

There we were, standing there awkwardly, he saw me (he kinda surprised) and I saw him (I really surprised!). Well well well, one good chance to ruin my cool image, and it happened in front of HIM. Awwwhhh. And then I, felt too ashamed, walked away without saying anything.

When I told Ed about this in the afternoon, he said,

“Yahh, why didn’t you smile and then introduce yourself to him?? It was a really good chance!”

Yah, after I think about it, I must admit ED’S RIGHT! Awhh, why didn’t I ask him who his name is? Silly me.

Blog Face Changing (Again...)

If you notice, there’s a change in my blog’s face from today on. Yea, finally I reckoned that my blog’s face is too gloomy and somehow give you dark ambience. Nah, I’ve replaced that gloomy background with this picture which is radiating more ‘spring’ ambience, hehehe. Through so long research and browsing through Google, I finally made up my mind and chose this one.

Do you like it guyz??

Please leave a comment or two… I’d appreciate your opinion =)

F*****G ‘GILA’ B.I.T.C.H!!

This morning I started my day with a big smile. You know, being optimize is a key to be happy and success man, I try to applying that optimism in my everyday life. After I took a bath before my lecture, my Cross necklace was broken. I reckoned that something bad awaits today.

Minute after minute, hour after hour, there was nothing too bad happened. Yah, maybe some little bad things happened (I accidentally spilled my lunch onto my pants, I was late for my first lecture, etc etc) but not one of them can be considered a bad luck. Then I started to be nonchalant.

Then in the early evening, when I walked down the stairs at my uni, wanted to go have a dinner with Ty, suddenly this woman appeared. She was just about 30 y/o, with ‘batik’ blouse and a dark brown skirt. His hair was cut resemble men’s cut, and she held a handbag. There was nothing strange with her appearance though. Then she asked me,

Bitch: “Hey, did you just see a guy with a white shirt on running upstairs?”

Innocent Me: “No, I didn’t see anyone with a white shirt on.” Well yes, I didn’t see anyone matching those criteria. In fact, I didn’t even reckon anyone running upstairs at all.

Bitch: “Are you sure? You don’t cheat me?” Heee? What’s this????

Inocent Me: “Yes, of course.”

Bitch: “Really? Can you swear on God? You don’t tell me the truth, do you?? SWEAR ON GOD!”

Innocent Me: *felt a bit strange* “Sure lah, I didn’t see anyone running upstairs at all.”

Bitch: *walked up the stairs* “Maybe you’re blind, or your glasses’ thickness needed to be increased. Or you DIDN’T tell me the truth.” WHATTTTTTT??????

*continued mumbling and abusing me verbally while looking at me and walking up the stairs*

Innocent Me: *being furious, yelled at her* “YOU INSANE BITCH!!!!” BASTARD!! I want to punch you right on your f*****g face!!!!

Bitch: “WHAT?! You called me insane?! How dare you! You’re insane yourself!!.......blablablablablablablablablabla”

I didn’t hear last sentences she vomited after, being too furious. I walked down and told about that insane bitch to my friend furiously. I poured my anger out to everyone who wanted to listen. Then my friend Jan suggested that we looked for that bitch because he wanted to see how she looks like and all. But when we looked her upstairs, she wasn’t there. I asked everyone in that place whether they saw that bitch or not and few of them said that that bitch was looking for something, walked around the 3^rd floor in circle as if she has been missing something important and saying something like “Where’s that thing ya? Where??”

After walking around few times, she then walked down the stairs again and no one could say where exactly she was then.

Then I started to realize, that bitch really is ‘gila’, maybe has a serious mental disorder. But from the way she looks or the way she talks, she wasn’t abnormal at all! SHIT!! Why did I meet that crazy lady? She really ruined my whole mood after that. That was what my augury wanted to tell this morning. Why should I 'ketemu orang gila'???

A Gossip from CEK & RICEK

CEK and RICEK, a quite famous infotainment (aka gossip show) got this on broadcast, not long ago,

“A famous model, OC, canceled his marriage with DA, due to personal reasons.
Here are a couple statements from them on the conference press held yesterday to announce the cancellation.
OC: I still love her though and it’s such a hard thing to do. That I think, we’ve been through this far. And regrettably we must end it now.
DA: We broke up, but we still are friends.
…………………………………………………”

HA! Funny! Indeed. And I think is personal reasons are: He’s GAY!

Well well well, one more gay guy plays the ‘dance to be straight’ act by dating a girl. And furthermore, abruptly canceled his soon-to-be wedding ceremony due to personal reasons which he didn’t mention at all to public.

You might think why I am so sure that he really is gay, don’t you? Well, I saw him on the first time he got into television. He was a presenter for another gossip show (Owh, I just coincidently saw those gossip shows, by the way) on TV, and you know, he was waaaayy too queeny. With that ‘melambai-lambai’ gestures and so girlie speak. Any normal gay guy wouldn’t ever think twice for considering him as gay. Plus another gay evidences I found back then about this guy. Yah, recently, he decided to ‘be more macho’ and try to change the way he talk (which is useless I think, cos you still could see that he’s a queer) so he’s not too queeny-talking as before.

The question is: Is it right for a gay guy to conceal his gayness by dating a girl? I mean, it is sooo not right and so unfair for the girl. She’s just being a concealer, a mask for the guy. The gay guy gets the benefit of not being suspected as gay (except by another gay guy with a strong gaydar, of course). But for me, it is just so a desperate attempt to DENY who he really is.

Doesn’t he ever thinking about how the girl feels? For being cheated. Let’s imagine if the position is contrary, he’s a girl and being cheated by a gay man. Doesn’t he think that it hurts? If you’re bisexual, that’s different. Maybe it seems rather egoistic for bisexual men, for able being with either a girl or a guy. But, that’s the fact. They really can. I emphasize: By saying this, of course, I didn’t mean anything bad toward gay men who also dating girl lho. Neither, by any chance, put bisexual, higher than gay men (well, I’m gay myself).

Of course, when we are talking about gossip, it isn’t infatuating without relating it to my actual cases…

So it’s just the similar case with STUPIDO, who also is dating a girl. The girl, named Ca, told me once, that since they two date, they’ve never gone out together. We (me and Ed), of course said this to ourselves,
“Well, of course he didn’t ask you to go on an outing or what, he’s gay after all.”
“How could she be so blind?”
“Ough, pity Ca, for being wif him.”

And those are not only our opinion. My other girl friends, also said the same thing about them (of course, without even knowing that STUPIDO is gay),
“It’s not like they two dating at all lho.”
“I think STUPIDO isn’t ready yet in building a relationship.”
“That guy is so different from Ca, I couldn’t find any similarity on them both.”

See? That’s why I just see what he’s doing as a futile and desperate attempt to conceal his gayness.
What do you guys think?

Mr. M and His Bulging Crotch

There’s this one lecturer in my uni, named Mr. M. He’s quite young for a lecturer, just about 40 y/o I guess. Every time I enter his class, the class is almost full, and just leaving the middle front seats empty (like any normal class will do, hehehe). Thus, I always have to sit there, in the middle of the first row.

At first, I didn’t really like it, since Mr. M has this ‘bad’ habit to ask the students on the first row about what he just explained. But after I experienced it, now I kinda enjoying sit on the first row.

FYI*, the seats on my classes are arranged somewhat resemble the stairs: the first row will be the lowest and the last row will be the highest. Mmmm, how to explain it ya. Oh ya, like sport stadiums chair, if you know what I mean.

So there I was, paying attention to Mr. M. He’s quite tall, but definitely not gorgeous nor handsome. In fact he’s not my type at all (hoho, arrogant me). And guess what, he came closer and closer to my seat and there, he stood in front of me while speaking to the students on the back about somthin’ somthin’ I didn’t hear clearly. Maybe it wasn’t really a big deal, if only he didn’t STOOD TOO CLOSE with me (he’s just about 30 cm far from my face) and flaunting his bulging CROTCH right in front of my face. And also, he wore that tight jeans, which made his bulge even look bigger. And as a plus, he moved a bit from left to right, and back from right to left…

Left…right…left…right…

Right…left…right…left…

Aaggghhh, he broke my concentration! You know, how he could expect me paying attention to his lecture while he flaunted his bulging crotch in front of my face.

Once he walked even closer and accidentally brushed my right elbow with his crotch x-|
*gulp*

But if it continues like this, that would be bad since I just paying attention to his crotch instead of the lecture. I promise, from tomorrow on, I’ll come up early so I won’t get the first row seat again..........

So Hateful – Part Two

[Case 3: Jealousy]
Once in our class, another friend of mine Van sat next to San’s girlfriend, Rin. And of course la, as chummy friend, they two did a bit chit-chat during the lecture. And finally our lecturer reckoned them and said, “If you two want to date, talk about it later outside the class!”

Normal people would just laugh and let it passed just that, since you know that they only did chit-chat and nothing more (it is DURING the class after all, so what can be happen?). But nooo, after the class dismissed, San approached Van and asked furiously “HEH, Van, what did you do with my girlfriend?!!! You want to date her, HUH?!” and tried to make a fight with poor Van. Luckily we as their friends were still there and separated them both. And Van, still felt uneasy about this, stopped talking with Rin for few days, until Rin apologized (surreptitiously) to him for what her boyfriend has done.

[Case 4: Egoistic + Emotional]
This is his behavior which is the reason I write this post.

Unluckily, as a laboratory partner for this semester, I got him. OMG, it is a bad coincidence indeed. But on the good side, we can discuss and prepare lab report without so much effort since we’re in the same dorm thus making our meeting easy. But still, the misery goes.
This happened just a few days ago. As usual, before the lab experiment begins, we are expected to have so-called preparation discussion with our lecturer who handles that experiment. So there we were, sitting in front of our lecturer while he tested us on anything we knew about the experiment. From the first question, San always answered. I thought he was a bit dominating though, but I didn’t want to interrupt him talking. So I waited till he shut his big mouth off for a second and then I answered our lecturer’s next question. The next question, I answered again, but San interrupted me while I was talking. At first I didn’t mind. But then again and again he kept interrupt me on and on. Gosh, it was so exhausting. This guy is annoying, with capital A-N-N-O-Y-I-N and G.
Then few days after that exhausting discussion, Rin told me indirectly (through my other friend) that San somehow felt that I was annoying at our preparation discussion. That I INTERRUPTED him when he tried to talk. And as a result, he felt peevish. And San said to Rin that’s why he always interrupted me when I tried to answer the next questions in that discussion.
WHAT THE F***!!!!! So that is the reason why he always interrupted me talking. If there’s someone who had the right to be furious, it was ME! ME! ME! Gosh! He DOMINATED the conversation from the beginning, didn’t give me a chance to answer, and yet he felt peevish just because I tried to answer. I didn’t even interrupt him when he was talking, I answered when he was silent. For God’s sake, the discussion determines our grades, not only his grades, but also my grades. So what’s the point if he always answered all the questions and left me silent? If he cares about grades, well, ME TOO. And how dare he was to treat me like that. Tell others as if he was a victim and I was the bad boy. I promise, some time and somehow in the future, I’ll make revenge on him, slyer and crueler.

[Case 5: Negative-Minded]
Even his girlfriend admits it to me herself. One good and simple example:

This happened few weeks ago. At our dorm we had a kitchen and sometimes we cook. And that night I saw him boiled an egg. And coincidently I also wanted to boil egg. Thought it’s not good if the heat from the stove dissipated (since he only boiled one egg at a time), I told him I also boiled an egg in the same pan. I wanted to have my egg half-done, so after just 5 minutes or so I turned the stove off for a sec, put down the pan, and took my boiled egg from the pan. And when I put the pan (which still contains his egg) back on the stove and turned the stove on again, San came and saw. And guess what he said to me?
“Chris, why do you cook my egg after yours, huh?”
See what I mean? He thought I made my egg as a priority and cooked his egg after I finished with mine. Gosh! I can’t comprehend him at all; he has been in the same dorm with me for almost two years and yet he still didn’t know what kind of man I am. For your information, I’m a fair and honest person. I will not cheat anyone unless he/she tries to cheat with me before. So why he still thought that I did that on bad purpose? I think that’s because he’s negative-minded, unfair, and dishonest himself.

Gosh, how could so much “sifat jelek” adjoined altogether in one person??
No wonder he didn’t have much friends in high school back then (I heard this from his ex-high school friend). I pity Rin for being with him. I’ve tried to find his good side lho, but no, I really can’t find it. I give up. And now I’m just trying to be nice with him, at least on the surface. Better be quiet and prepare for my revenge on him. Be afraid, be very afraid…

So Hateful – Part One

I never mentioned it before that I hate someone in my dorm. The name’s San. From the first time I saw him I got this weird feeling that some time I’d get a ‘clash’ with him. I’m not trying to bitching about him here though. Just want to express my feeling that how I dislike him so.

[Case 1: Bad Deed]
It all started about one and half year ago, that I reckoned that this guy is ‘unique’, but in a bad way. That time I’ve just recovered from smallpox (ughhh, I hate just to remember about this disease). Of course there were traces of the disease on my face. So I went to a dermatologist at J-town to get facial and my face skin peeled (you won’t believe what my Ma said the first time she saw me after I recovered from the sick, “OMG, how could your face be that horrid???? Let’s go to the dermatologist!! Now!”). And of course, when I went back to my dorm, my treatment still went on. You must have known la how the peeled face skin looks like: a bit flushy and so flawless. So does San. He knew I still had my face peeled.

So one day, we had this little argument in class, involving San’s girlfriend Rin. I didn’t say something offending them or what and suddenly San said harshly,
“Oh, just go and peel-off your whole skin lah!!! Until your face’s flat, if it necessary.”
WHAT????!!!!!!!!!!! I knew it before that this guy is emotional and sensitive about other’s words, so I’ve been speaking decorously and calmly every time I talk to him. I’ve been trying not to make a problem with him because I thought he’s my friend. Is this what I get for my patience and respect?? You know, if you do put a respect on someone of course you’d expect the same kind of behavior from him, don’t you? He does expect me to respect him. At least I’d expect him to do the same, right? But no, forget the rules! Instead of taking care of his words as I do, he talks on his own selfish mind, doesn’t care about what other’s feels.

[Case 2: Greedy + Stingy]
You wouldn’t believe what I will say in this section. Everytime we eat our breakfast (yes, we get breakfast in our dorm) he would always take the biggest portion shamelessly (When I say big, I mean it. It really is BIG.). He said “Have your breakfast like a king, lunch like a common-people, and dinner like a slave”. What aphorism is that?? I’ve never heard such an aphorism before. But instead, I think the actual reason is that the breakfast is free (“gratis”), while lunch and dinner are not that cheap. So he just eats as much as he can in the morning and can spend less money on lunch and dinner. Every time we have celebration (birthday, graduation, etc) he always take the food as much as possible and drink the most expensive liquor. I remember what my Ma said about this kind of person, it is called ‘aji-mumpung’, which means: take advantage from others every time they get a chance. Yuck!

Not only for the food, has he also always tried to compete with me in getting much projects and attention from the lecturer in our uni (because we’re both in same major and same year). Every time I get some project or what from the lecturer, he would always try to get the bigger one and leave me behind. Never let something pass in front of him without him knowing or trying to know, if I may say.

To be continued…

Awkward Situation

This morning I met my friend Sa and Li when I was walking to the canteen near my dorm to have my breakfast. They asked me to go to the art festival in my uni and then we could go to the church together. Since I have no plan for today, I said yes for sure.

So then we were: me, Sa, Ly, and Ty went to the art festival in hot summery sun. Gosh, it was so damn HOT. Moreover, because this festival is held about once every four years, everybody from around the town came and of course caused traffic-jam everywhere around my uni. It made me more peevish.
Yah, the festival itself wasn’t bad though; there were many kiosks that sell many hand-made crafts and souvenirs. You would like it, especially if you’re coming from outta town and looking for something as souvenirs.

I myself enjoyed the scenery of cute guys walking around. At my left, those cute Australian tourists were debating about the fabric’s price sold there. At my right, owww, look at that hot-bod, whoooow *drool* ehehe. Too bad I can’t post the pics here cos I afraid someone might recognize them or reckon where my uni is =p

Then there, we met Ty and Sa’s friends: Ne (a girl), Dj (a boy), and Ng (also a boy). Dj is also my friend, but it was the first time I met Ne and Ng, so Ty and Sa introduced me to them both. Ng is one year older than me, while Ne is one year younger than me. They both are in the same uni as me but they take different major. So then they joined our group and we walked around together during the festival.

About 4.30 o’clock, we walked out the festival area and went to the church together. I felt a bit sleepy during the sermon, so I fell asleep *yawnnn*, until the time to accept the holy bread, hehehe, naughty me. Yah, long to short, finally the Holy Mass is finished and then we went to have our dinner together, cos it almost 7 o’clock in the evening.

The fun is about to begin…

On our way to the dinner, Ng always tried to make conversations with me (the beginning of my suspiciousness, because he didn’t talk to others) and always tried to make eye contacts with me. The thing wasn’t different during our dinner. He laughed at my jokes, smiled at me cutely, stared at my eyes with ‘that’ look. That kind of look you’d use if you like someone. That tender and gentle look, you know? Every time I tried to reply his stare, he would just shift his stare onto someone else; dare not to see me straight to the eyes. Well, I’m not being self-centered here, and forgive me if I’m wrong and easy judging, but from the way he behaves, I thought that this guy liked me (since he didn’t see others and talk to other that way he see and talk with me), tee hee. And the funny thing is Ne did the exact same thing as he did.

So there I was, in some sort of awkward situation. The world around us seemed blurring and just black-and white (ahaha, cliché ya?). There were just the three of us. One gay guy (that’s me) being starred by one suspiciously-gay guy and one cute girl. Wakssss…

After we finished our dinner, we went to Sa’s dorm to have a bit chit-chat and game since we rarely reunited like this (yah, because everyone has his/her own business la). And the awkward situation I’ve mentioned before again repeated. That two always trying to make eye contacts, and it made me feel awkward. Awwwghhh.

Well, I kinda like Ng though. He’s neither gorgeous nor cute. I could say that he’s average. His height is about my height, but his body a bit more toned, with short curly black hair, white skin, and thin sideburns. I saw that he’s also a bit hairy (just a bit, not too much) from the lil’ tuft of chest hair on top of his shirt. And one thing which makes me like him, he’s manly. Not that kind of butch or ah-beng la, but in a nice way. Pity us, we didn’t have much time for more chit-chat thus made me couldn’t discover him more this time.

About the girl, Ne is not bad herself. She’s cute, if I may say. But I won’t describe much about her here, kekeke.

Yah, once more, long to short, nothing happened. I still haven’t know whether he’s really likes me or not (and of course, whether he’s gay or not). Shit, I forgot to ask Ng’s mobile number. But I’m looking forward to meet him again on this Tuesday, since we’re going to take some psycho test together on the same place. Wish me luck guys. Hope I’ll be lucky.

Addicted to Porn

I dunno since when, but I have this weird hobby: watching and collecting gay porns. Aww, how embarrassing to write this thing here…x-)

I got my very first collection from my best buddy R when I was 2^nd grade in high school. We were chummy friends back then. He is approximately 33 y/o right now and currently married with a girl (but I don’t know his wife) so we somehow has lost contact until now. But I’ll always remember him no matter what. He’s the first gay man I know after all=)

Yah, back to my story, he sometimes asked me to visit him at his apartment. And one time, he asked me whether I have ever watched gay porn or not. Me, as a naïve one (hehehe, yes, I was naïve and unadorned that time), of course said “No”. So then he gave me my first gay porn. I remember the title well. It is entitled “Plunge” and the main plot is about some guys like playing around the swimming pool (naked of course). They play games such as ‘Friend’s Swimsuit Polo’ or ‘Dick-Rubbing’ or ‘Sag-a-thon’. Of course I had my very HARD erection when I watched that movie. Gosh, it was my first experience watching so lustful gay porn.

After got my first gay porn, I started looking for more and more. Especially now that I’ve met my best buddy Ed who also shares big love for gay porn. We ordered many many gay porns over the internet. At first, I thought we wouldn’t finish watching it all in one year, because it really is a HUGE collection of gay porn (almost 40 CDs, hahaha). But we were wrong=p We watched it all just in few weeks. Ahaha, we’re such an addict ya.

At first I watched them almost everyday, but now I try to just watch those films once-a-week only, and so far it works, hehehe. Maybe part of it just because I’ve bored with my collection already ya…

Geez, now I’m just looking for new porns to fulfill our dirty desire. Helppppp me from this addiction!!!

Do you guys also have similar problem??

Too ‘Straight’?!?

“I like straight-acting guy, twinks, doctor,…………..bla bla”

Is one introduction sentence I read on a gay dating site yesterday.

Talking about straight-acting, I dunno lho, how could the guy who wrote that sentence recognize whether someone is a straight-acting gay or a real straight guy. The case is different if you have a really strong gaydar or what to help you recognize the gay ones.

Me myself for instance, many people say I can hardly be recognized as gay one (No protest! That’s not me talking lho =p). So when mrbunnyban told me that maybe the reason why STUPIDO stop chasing me is because he’s kinda tired chasing a ‘straight’ guy like me, it makes me think.

Am I really too ‘straight’ thus made STUPIDO flustered? Well maybe that is. Cos STUPIDO is still a newbie in a rainbow world, thus makes him hardly recognized me waving my rainbow bait to lure him to me. Argggh….

Now that everyone gossiping about this new couple (Ca and STUPIDO), it makes me a bit jealous. Especially when those people start to talking to me stuff like,
“How did they be together?”
“When did they start dating each other?”
“Ahhh, how COULD they be together?”
“Pity Ca, she always surrounded by narcisst guy like you and STUPIDO. Hahaha”
‘SHIT! Is it for real?? I must congratulate them two.”
Arrrrrrrgggggggggghhhhhhhhh.
Yah, you know la how it feels.

Mouse No Longer Loves Rice

I knew that love can’t be forgotten easily and I knew that I won’t ever forget my love to this STUPIDO, but I think this song represents what I’m feeling now very well :-)

If you want a copy of this song, simply message me on MSN, jackmcphee21@hotmail.com

I don’t want to surrender to this situation, awkward situation if I may say. I will collect my pieces of heart and try to build my love once again, maybe for this STUPIDO, or maybe for someone else. Forgive me for being so mellow these few days, I promise I’ll be okay from now on.

Thanks Ed for providing the translation...

Lau Shu Bu Zai Ai Da Mi
(Mouse No Longer Loves Rice)

Ni li kai zhi hou
after you have left

Wo yao zhi ji zou
I have to walk by myself

Fang kai shou, bu hui tou
Letting your hands, no looking back [anymore]

Chuang wai de yu bu ting liu
The rain outside the window, falling continuously

Yu ji guai lai dao, mong bei chui zhe zou
After the rain has stopped, all the dreams have been blown away

Wo de ai ni bu dong
My love that you fail to understand

Ai qing jiu xiang ge hei dong
Love is just like a black hole

Tong guo zhi hou, yao xue wei jiao bu zhi ji
After [passing through] the pain, I’ll learn to live by myself

Guo qu de, wang ji le
All the by-gones, I have forgotten them all

Bu zai wei ni fei xing ji
No longer accompanying you through the live

Wen an de lu deng, xuan de hen gu ju
Warm-bright lamp in the side of the street, shining so lonely

Bu yao jin, mei guan xi
It’s okay, no problem

Wo yao hao hao huo xia qu
I’ll live my life very well

Gai wang ji de, wang ji dou dang cheng hui yi
All I have to forget, I’ll let them become only memories

Shuo hao le, bu ku qu
After been said, Not crying anymore

Hua luo lei shui man man di
The tears-drop slowly falls

You na me yi tian, wo yi jing she yu
I have a day like this, I have already been satisfied

Jiu xiang lao shu wang ji le zhi ji
Just like the mouse that forgets itself

Chen jing ai da mi
Ever been loving the rice

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Go Back To The Past

A translation of Jay Chou's song,

回到過去
Hui Dao Guo Qu
Go Back To The Past

A yellow and old light
Time is at the side, suffocating without uttering a word
Loneliness starts with completely no sense of propriety
Don’t understand the difference between light and heavy
Silence
Propping up jumps across strange
Quietly watching early dawn and dusk
Your body shape
Loses balance
Slowly sinks
Darkness is already flying around in mid air
Should proceed where, I cannot see
Maybe love is in another end of the dream
No way of living in real space
I want to go back to the past
I am trying to hold you in my arms
The sheepish face carries a bit of childishness
I want to see
The world you see
I want to be in your dream’s frame
As long as I can depend on being together I can then feel the sweetness
I want to go back to the past
I am trying to let the story continue
At least I don’t let you leave me again
Divert time's attention
This time I will hold you even more tightly
I request you to stay like this, I don’t know if I am too late or not
I want to go back to the past
A yellow and old light
Lightens this whole concert
Thank you all for coming to watch me
I’m very moved and also very happy
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You know, this is the first time I get sentimental about love. Ya, I can say myself as a selfish guy, yes, that's who I am. From all I can remember, I rarely feel I love someone, even to my ex-boyfriend and ex-girlfriend *sorry sorry to you two*.
All I feel for them is that I like them and I don’t want to lose them, no more. Perhaps was because I didn’t find ‘something’ in them that is precious to me. When we broke-up, I didn’t think much about it and I didn’t feel too sad because of it. But now I feel lose this guy more than what I think. It's weird.
I realize that he wasn't mine. I realize that was also my fault. I realize he’s stupid. I realize he’s naïve. I realize I’m such a coward for not telling him the truth. I realize maybe he’s tired with me. I realize that maybe we aren’t destined to be together. And now I realize that he will be a part of my live I won’t ever forget.

Good bye Stupido. Just want to say I loved you.