Ideju!

After reading Derek's post on how hard it was to get a certain comic in Singapore, I've decided to introduce a great comic that's easily available here in Malaysia.


IDEJU! --- Probably the weirdest manga I've ever read, with some funny homosexual raping scene that went uncensored and translated into the Malay Language. A super handsome guy raping another cute one, in the public.... and the others were okay with that. Things like that wouldn't happen in our ultra-conservative Malaysian society, but it's nice to see them in print.

Ad Hoc Seremban Trip

Me: Hello?

T: Hello, what is it?

Me: Well, that thing we talked about ....... can I do it?

T: Ok.


So I began my journey to T's house, which took me one and a half hour. Stayed over at his place for 3 days and went around eating and sightseeing.

To my consternation, I realized that the Bleach anime I watched was steering off the course in terms of storyline as I finished reading T's latest collection of the orginal Bleach comic books.

Well, that's all.


Note: T is just a straight hunky college friend of mine.

Oh My Groin!

Before I continue with this post, I would like to stress that technically I'm still a virgin, and that what I'm about to write can be quite shocking to the prude.

It all begins in Primary School. As innocent pupils, we play games. Sometimes, the game can be normal, like Jump rope, Hopscotch, or the simple Hide and seek.

The game can be downright stupid, like making the longest string-like residue by rubbing the rubber slowly on the table.

Or unsavoury, like playing Rock, Paper, Scissors and having the loser undo a button one by one. Of course only the boys would play that game as we were wearing dress shirt.



Another questionable game that is exclusive to the boys is um...
Groin-touching.

Popularly played among the boys, the objective of the game is to touch the others' groin while protecting your own groin from being touched.

Don't ask me how this game came about, might have been invented by a lecherous gay boy, but we sure had a lot of fun playing that game, and I sort of mastered the game. Okay, that's not the point.

You see, as fate would have it, I was sitting next to a guy, to whom I shall name as Lecherous Lex. One day I playfully touched his groin, and he reciprocated by putting a hold on mine.

Me: Hey, you touched too long.

LL: Hehe, then you can touch mine again.

Me: Ok.

Soon, the touching turned into fondling...... and I shall spare you the gory details. Mind you, all these happened during class, while the teacher was teaching. However, as we sat close to each other, we managed to "touch" each other surreptitiously. It was fun at first, but soon I began to feel disgusted. I do realized something is wrong about this but I don't know why. Probably it felt like having promiscuous sex without love. Unfortunately, day by day, LL began to be a bit more aggressive. He started to request for more "touching", especially during breaks. I just refused and not long after that, we brushed the whole thing aside as we had to concentrate for a major exam.

LL isn't a bad person ( in fact he's a smart ass and we've been competing with each other for the top spot in school), but I can't help but to think, in retrospect, that all he wanted was sex, and I do not like that. Nevertheless, he's the first person that I've had sexual contact with and I could not forget that.

We did not keep in touch after leaving promary school. Yesterday night, I contacted him with the number on the year book as I really wondered how he is doing now, after so many years.

Me: Hello, LL, guess who I am.

LL: Huh? XXX? YYY?... (wrong guesses)

Me: What? How can you forget me? I'm Harvey!

LL: Oh... I didn't expect you to call me, especially not at a time like this.....after so long...

Me: So, how are you doing?

LL: Fine. You?

Me: Same here. Holidaying. Where are you going to study?

LL: XXX university.

Me: What? Oh, my! That's the same university I'm going to. WOW!

(I was so shocked.)

LL: Really? What course are you doing?

Me: Chemical Engineering.

LL: Same here.

(I was even more shocked)

We chatted for a while but we did not talk about that "thing" we did in school. According to him, he was applying to further his studies in Singapore, but he didn't go as there was no scholarship for him. XXX University, however, offered him full scholarship, and so he decided to go there instead.

Apparently, we'll most probably end up in the same class again, as fate would have it. I don't know how I should feel about this. Don't tell me we're gonna end up as roomates like the case in Notroh Woods.

No, I don't really like that. It'll be so awkward.

*shudders

Confession of A Teenage Wailing Banshee

I've been to the Curve several times. Everytime I go there is to meet fellow gay bloggers. I mean, EVERY SINGLE TIME. The place really is so not straight.

Yesterday I had lunch with Famezgay and Mrbunnyban, who'll be leaving to Australia today, at the Italianese. (We'll miss you, bunny.... Don't forget to blog!)

I didn't order anything as I woke up late and had brunch but they let me partake their stuff. Hehe. Thanks.

Lately, I've been really stingy and I didn't want to put my money to the drain. By subtly conveying that message across, I had the others generously paid for my lunch, supper and dinner. The Searcher sponsored my expenses during the Bloggers' meet while ça va pas la tête paid for my bowl of asam laksa and drinks last Sunday. This time I literally ate Lawrence's and Mrbunnyban's food without paying a single cent. Sigh..My parsimonious attitude, attributed by my penitence for spending more money than I normally would last month, must have made me a jerk these days. But honestly, I'd rather starve than to pay for expensive food (by my standard, anything more than RM 5 is gonna burn a hole in my wallet).

It does not help that I am going to the land down under for two weeks on August. The harbinger of losing all those $$$ just to purvey me transient pleasure is still too much to bear. Since I've never got a job and earn any money, I feel myself useless and unworthy of such extravagance, although it is my dad who encouraged me to "see the world" by having a vacation in Australia.

Well, you can imagine my trepidation as I was invited to join Defiant, Mcdave and Famezgay for a karaoke session tonight. Incidentally my dad organized a crocodile meat (which he got from Sabah two weeks ago) dinner party inviting a few of his friends. I find myself in a dilemma. To spend money or not to spend money. Going for Karaoke is not going to be cheap, I thought, but it would be an unprecedented experience for me. As I was on the MSN messenger, Famezgay messaged me, which goes something like this:

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Famezgay: Defiant put me responsible for getting you to come for the karaoke tonight. You must come !

Me: Eh? I'm still considering it.

Famezgay: David got coupons for 3, so we only have to share the cost for 1 or 2 people. It'll be around RM 10 for each person.

Me: (delighted) Really?! You've cleared my mind.

Famezgay: You'd better come or Defiant will kill me. Ok? Don't be so blur ar...

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Touched by his insistence on getting me to attend the karaoke session, I drove to the Curve, only to realized that I forgot to bring enough money in the middle of the journey and drove back home to get it, before finally reaching the Curve.
Chris couldn't make it, so there were four of us.


Surprisingly the buffet there was terrific! They got sushi, fresh oysters, otak-otak (some sort of traditional marinated fish meat), prawns salad, cakes, lots of other yummy finger food and guess what, a CHOCOLATE FOUNTAIN !!! In the past, I've only been able to see them from a distance (not willing to fork out money to buy) but now I got to taste the chocolate-coated strawberries. Whoa! Pure chocolate! Whee....


Back to the karaoke. I have a confession to make. I can't sing, I can't dance, I can't do nothing....cause I had no professional training, neither do I have the talent to begin with... I can't hit the high notes and worst of all, I don't know how to sing any song. McDave and Famezgay, on the other hand, being karaoke veterans, sung up lots of songs (especially mandarin ones) with ease, while I had to wail and screech to keep up with the melody. So sorry for making you guys suffer from my preposterous vocals. It was very unfortunate that I love to sing but I can't sing. *CRY

In the end I broke my voice, and I resorted to doing what I can actually do. That is to EAT, EAT and EAT. I wolfed down all the (expensive) food available at the buffet table until I could eat no more.

And best of all......thanks to McDave's miraculous coupons, when the cheque comes..........

Each of us only have to pay RM 5.

*The stingy self in me is guffawing.

This Blog Is OFFICIALLY CLOSED.............NOT

Let's see..... what did I do after the gay Melaka trip....?

There was a lot of chatting with bloggers online, especially idiot, who was as free as me until this week.

Watched 80 ++ episodes of Bleach.

Downloaded several movies illegally. I've just watched Lucky Number Slevin today. The first part of the movie would be very monotonous, if Josh Hartnett didn't walk around wearing only a towel hanging loosely on his lower waist.

Watched a movie legally at the cinema on Saturday. The queue was unusually long but we managed to buy 8 great seats that were no longer reserved half an hour before the show started. Hmm... I'm too lazy to type out the stupid long name of the movie, perhaps Orlando Bloom would ring a bell? Personally I still think he looks far better as a blonde elf in LOTR. Perhaps his sexual appeal decreased as his character got attached to a cleavage-showing girl in a movie full of filthy pirates. Like its predecessor, the story is full of twists and witty dialogues. Pretty entertaining.

Met ça va pas la tête of Me talk pretty everyday's fame on Sunday at the Curve (this time I only missed the first turn, Yay!) . Incidentally he took me to eat asam laksa (some sort of "spicy sour noodles", annie & ru, if you're reading this) , which is my favourite. Ooo, we saw a really hot hunk there too, bulgy biceps.....cute face... so out of my league.

And he looks just as good, if not better than Orlando Bloom.

As requested

Where shall I begin?

It's a long story so I'm cutting it short. Suffice to say, I went to the bloggers' meet on Saturday night and the gay Malacca trip the next day.

Ok, done!

Currently watching 87 episodes of the Bleach animation.

Salty Coffee

This story is plagiarized from a blog of my friend, who got it from the spam chain emails. I like it because instead of making me feel touchy and melancholic, it makes me laugh in the end.

He met her at a party. She was so outstanding, many guys chasing after her,
While he was so normal, nobody paid attention to him. At the end of the party, he invited her to have coffee with him, she was surprised but to be polite, she accepted the invitation. They sat in a nice coffee shop, he was too nervous to say anything, she felt uncomfortable, and she thought to herself,
"Please, let me go home..."

Suddenly he asked the waiter,
"Would you please give me some salt? I'd like to put it in my coffee."

Everybody stared at him, so strange! His face turned red but still, he put the salt in his coffee and drank it.

She asked him curiously, "Why you have this fetish hobby?"

He replied, "When I was a little boy, I lived near the sea, I liked playing in the sea, I could feel the taste of the sea, just like the taste of the salty coffee. Now every time I have the salty coffee, I always think of my childhood, think of my hometown, I miss my hometown so much, I miss my parents who are still living there."

While saying that tears filled his eyes. She was deeply touched. That's his true feelings, from the bottom of his heart. A man who can say out his homesickness, he must be a man who loves home, cares about home, responsible to home... Then she also started to speak, spoke about her faraway hometown, her childhood, her family. That was a really nice talk, and a beautiful beginning of their story.

They continued to date. She found that he was actually a man who meets all her demands; he had tolerance, was kind hearted, warm, cheerful. He was such a good person but she almost missed him! Thanks to his salty coffee!

Then the story was just like every beautiful love story, the princess married to the prince, and then they were living the happy life... And, every time she made coffee for him, she put some salt in the coffee, as she knew that's the way he liked it.

After 40 years, he passed away, left her a letter which said,

"My dearest, please forgive me, forgive my whole life's lie.
This was the only lie I said to you---the salty coffee.
Remember the first time we dated? I was so nervous at that time, actually I wanted some sugar, but I said salt. It was hard for me to change so I just went ahead. I never thought that could be the start of our communication!

I tried to tell you the truth many times in my life, but I was too afraid to do that, as I have promised not to lie to you for anything... Now I'm dying, I afraid of nothing so I tell you the truth, I don't like the salty coffee, what a strange bad taste... But I have had the salty coffee for my whole life! Since I knew you, I never feel sorry for anything I do for you. Having you with me is my biggest happiness for my whole life. If I can live for the second time, I still want to know you and have you for my whole life, even though I have to drink the salty coffee again."

Her tears made the letter totally wet. Someday, someone asked her,
"What's the taste of salty coffee?"
She replied, "It's sweet."

Pass this to everyone because love is not to forget but to forgive, not to see but understand, not to hear but to listen, not to let go but HOLD ON!!!!
~It takes onli a few seconds to hurt people u luv but it can take years to heal~
~It takes years to build trust but it onli takes a few seconds to destroy it~

Blurblurman Returns!!!

"This is the third time I'm driving to the curve. No more mistakes" I told to myself,

I didn't miss the first turn. Yay!

But I missed the second turn and had to go a long way before I can turn back to the same route again.

Gah!

Anyway, I watched Superman with Bryan, Hafiz and his BF at Cathay cinema for the first time. I think the movie is just so so, maybe it's because I wasn't particularly attracted to Brandon Routh. I don't know why but I found myself rooting for James Marsden. I didn't know he was Cyclops in X-men until I checked in the Internet. He looks so gorgeous. We are talking about an actor who was purportedly denied of a role because of his overly handsome face after all.

The story itself was very simple. It was giving me a deja vu as they are reusing a similar plot from that of the last Superman film. Yes, I watched the old original Superman movie starring Christopher Reeve on telly. I know it's a continuation from the original movie, but as far as I can see, there's only one little twist in the story, which was pretty predictable anyway.

I read an article about how the movie attracted a lot of gay attention. It was directed by a director (Bryan Singer) who's said to be gay and the story of a unique person who's unlike everybody else and had difficulty in getting the attention of the one he loves (in the case of Clark Kent) really resonates with the GTLB crowd. His unsuccessful search for his own kind, however, would be terrible if it is to happen to me. Imagine being the only living gay on earth, or universe for that matter.

Overall, it would have been better if Brandon and James showed more skin. Hehe. Oh well, guess I'll just have to search for those shirtless pics from the net.

"Oh, It's so nice to be out of that horrendous Superman outfit"

*Looks around surreptitiously










*Pull out his pants and walk around naked

Thank God It's Gay

The Curve (a huge shopping complex) lives up to it's name for being... well, not Straight.

Armed with a map detailing every single route to the destination, motivated by the fact that I went there for the first time without any trouble, I drove confidently to the Curve.

"Oh, I missed this turn. Nevermind, I can go for another route."

"Oh, shoot! I'm supposed to U-turn! Oh well, I'll just have to brave through the traffic jam and go a huge round."

"Oh my god! I'm supposed to turn left. Now I had to do a dangerous U-turn (turn-reverse-turn) "


Since I started my journey (very) early, anticipating the harbinger of getting lost on the way, I managed to reach the Curve at 7pm. Then, I began freaking out. I'm gonna meet so many (gay) strangers at 7.30pm as we're having a fairwell dinner for Mrbunnyban who's going to leave for Australia in Mid-July. Now I have done everything I could to alleviate my ugliness.

Facial - checked
Lip moisturizer - checked
Futile attempt of cutting my hair to make it look better- checked
Bright-coloured shirt that makes me look not so skinny, i hope - checked

Walking around Borders got myself calm, cool and collected. I even read a few pages of the book titled " How To Deal With People". I know I need only one reason not to panic --- I do wanna meet these bloggers, seeing their (true) face behind the blog that I had been reading since last year.

So, I'm there, joining 11 gay men. There were Paul and Leggie (who looked like brothers, ironically), Derek and Joshua (whom I have met before this dinner), Alex and Xavier (the two legendary gay roomates), Chris ( Derek's bf), Defiant and his Mcdave, Silentside and of course, our main character, Mrbunnyban !!!

I ordered a set, unbeknownst to the fact that I'd need a certain supernatural power to squeze the whole course of meal into my stomach. I was absolutely stuffed with the food and had to have my dessert packed as there's no way I could gobble it up without vomitting it back out. Xavier seemed to have the supernatural power though. The way he wolfed down the dessert was quite pornographic anyway, as pointed out by Defiant.


Time flew by as we were yakking ever so loudly that I believed everyone in the restaurant doesn't need a gaydar to know who we are. It does not help that there are 3 couples among us who were um... stuck to each other like couples.

Paul and Leggie left (together) earlier. And I bid goodbye hastily as I realized it was way past midnight when Xavier, Alex and Joshua are leaving.

A 'blur' guy like me driving in the dead of night? Not good. However, as I was overwhelmed by trepidation, I became less 'blur' and managed to get through without a scratch and put up a post here. I wanted to post this as soon as possible because there'll be another post about my movie outing tomorrow (or should it be today?) , with another bunch of bloggers that I have not met yet!

Hmmm...... *still proud of being able to drive safely late at night

Oh wait, I forgot to take the packed chocolate cake home.

T_T

I'm SOooo condemned to being 'blur'.

Now I can only look at the picture. Sigh.