Image hosting by Photobucket

Thursday, April 10, 2008

Hits: 1,456
Scores: nil


See those stats above? Those are the number of times i get hit on by gay men and by obligation, the number of times i wink cutely before declining to french kiss. Just like today when pseudo celebrity Chef Ismail came over to the office and totally-totally-TOTALLY ignored Shaz, my shit hot friend that attracts hungry eyes like the laws of gravity. He addressed me even when speaking to us both. Boy was i pleased. Shaz was complaining so i reminded her she enjoys the lion's share of wanton lust and that made her feel better.

I felt like saying: World, Zech is on his way back!!! Hell Yeah!!!

I happen to think gay men have a more evolutionized sense of taste and personal hygiene hence the perceived value on their flirtations. If i'm good enough for gay men, i simply transcend having to disprove my insecurities with women. And i've been feeling so demoralised and moody because i actually have a belly now. I'm literally wobbling fat, even where my pectorals used to be. And worst of all, I can't even wear the nice baby blue shirt Ming picked out for me. She really loves that shirt. What a downer...

I hope you can see why Chef Ismail's attentions lifted my spirits somewhat. Still, i don't think i'm good enough for the crowd at Frangi so i'm determined to work hard-on my body (geddit? hehe...). But you know, i recall about 1,455 of those men saying i looked cute because of the baby fat (yup - Whathefuck!?!? - was my initial response too). So maybe not too hard... haha...

SICK!!!!!!!!

*note to self: this is a public blog. Kluang has had internet facilities since the early 90's. Do not give your girlfriend's father a reason to castrate you.

Noted.

9:29 PM<3

window.defaultStatus=" ";