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Saturday, August 28, 2004 ( @ Saturday, August 28, 2004 ) oh yay i finally can blog in piece and peace after downloading mozilla! haha..well other than the spywares and adwares, guess i must welcome a new guest in my comp..the stupid netsky worm..but apparently its been deleted.. hopefully * crosses fingers again*..ah...haha.. so i nearly got run down by a car from behind. yeah i know many of you are wishing it happened. so do i . especially when my headphones were blasting my ears, i think it would be a good lesson for me to get run down to know the dangers of doing that while walking on the main road *slaps myself* .. i realised i really love music and different music on different occasions. listening to too much david tao really gets on my nerves such that i keep skipping his songs nowadays..and then en route home, i love to listen to pop, rock, trance, or anithing that has the beats in them, so i can walk to a rhythm, looking like a nutcase plodding home or even prancing for that matter. but still, its great, its dancing to me , everywhere i go=) then there's the jazz that i love to listen at night, especially when there are few cars in sight, and the sky is filled are with the myriads of diamonds. those jazz numbers really bring back memories, or even makes me feel those cosy romantic moments, with that subtle jazzy feel added to it. like the perfect night out by the river , or on the sea on a yacht anchored in the middle of nowhere..wow.. hmmm, i kinda realised gays are quite cool. ok not realised. i knew it. since the first time i saw them, how i wished that gays were ..how should i put it..not only for men i must say. they just exude something about them other than a feminie side, regardless of their label. but still, they're just so....exuberant.haha.so some of them hang out at boat quay, changi..and the rest flock to raffles place..where club st is. heh. those areas with the rainbow flag mark their territory. like the birds of prey pub. is that what its called? where the men waiting outside don their pretty little peacock feathers and fanciful minks fur coat.touting.gee. so today as i was at the tanjong pagar underpass, a man( or gay) strutted counter my direction, in his mini shorts, or should i say, large briefs. white ones. and then they were sorta clinging to his thighs. his hair was up in a porcupine manner wif the middle lined gold. and he had a tight hugging army green singlet accentuating his muscular frame.and his bulky harversack trailing behind him.so he had this cute face with this cute smile and a gayish air about him. ridiculous it may sound. but he just looked mismatched. but he looked happy.happy and gay. then there's this other guy, who also looked gay, who was goin up the escalator as i was coming down. and he was smiling to himself. u know, i really love people who smile, even if its to themselves. cos it really shows that they knoe how to appreciate life. or at least, enjoy life. and just by looking at them smile to themselves like idiots, i tend to follow suit. but usually doing it in a more discrete manner by turning to the side to cough or something.So that sums up my day....=) i never felt so gay Ingenue-Inspired.Intrigued.Ineffable affection. 0 comments |