I really hate it how gay guys are taken for granted. Just cos we’re gay does not really mean things are going to be different when we communicate with straight men. I do understand how some gay men find it quite amusing to be able to do something with a straight men and I do understand how straight men, though they’re scared to admit it, enjoy the company of gay men in bed. I guess it’s only fair that it takes one to know one. So, a guy can give pleasure to another guy the way a guy wants to be given. Like it or not, it’s true.
iCandy and I met again. I’ve been trying to contact him since BigSis (currently known as Boss) once told me that iCandy is a huge gym freak. Now, look at it this way; if I get myself a gay gym buddy, this won’t make Booman (currently Craig) any comfortable. Although I know nothing would happen between me and my gay gym buddy, if Booman was to have a gym buddy, I would be scared shitless of any news that one of them accidentally drops a soap in a communal men’s at the gym.
Glad that iCandy agreed to be my personal trainer, I worked out with him. It was quite intense, given I ran and walked for 45 minutes and I was allowed to rest 1 minute in between. The whole workout routine went on for 2 hours full. I have to say never in my life have I ever spent that much time in the gym, let alone have 1 minute rest between routines. I was happy I survived. Later, iCandy invited me to his room and we had a great time talking in his balcony.
iCandy reminds me of me when I got too clubbed out in Sydney. Sick of being the face of Oxford street, I spent some time off from anything that has to do with gay men and alcohol and spent some quality time with my friends. Walk to the park, coffee and of course directing a revue, I felt awesome. He’s a great man actually and it was nice to finally get to know each other. I told him that it’s been a while since I last had a moment with a straight guy feeling straight myself. I’m proud to be gay but I’ll have to be the default gay man when it comes to being flamboyant. I guess I’m drawing a line between being a metrosexual (such as iCandy) and actually fucking men in general. It was a nice feeling.
On the other hand, although my contract will be active only next week, I’ve volunteered to work this week for UN-Habitat. Salary’s not much of a difference but the fact that I’m gonna be working in UN compound made me feel pretty good. I was shown around the office by Maltesers and I finally met the husband of SariMama (the woman whose daughter I babysat for during a party and someone who I always talked about Booman with given her husband was oversea as well). The most awkward thing happened when Maltesers introduced me to WrongTagMan. Now, WTM and I have met at a high level workshop last week and I have given him the wrong name tag. I never thought of that as offensive but for some reason, when I was introduced to him today, he smiled and then suddenly changed his facial expression to a sudden sternness, which made the atmosphere VERY awkward.
I was asked to stay for a video presentation to give some views on. Maltesers was in the room with my new Boss (SitarBro), Vchick (who I thought was dating PlasticBernard) and WTM. There was one bald head guy there but he was not of much importance in this scenario. Now, I can’t help liking WTM. He’s a man of good vocabulary and a great Burmese man I would look up to and respect. He gives out good comments on the video and all the points he said were pretty useful. If I were to choose a person to critique any of my work, he would be the first guy I would choose. I don’t really care if he likes me or not but I do stand corrected when I say I DO respect him.
After the gym, I had my LAST dirty meal. Like those biggest loser contestants, I had a blast. My initial plan was to eat healthy but I ended up eating quite a few more than usual and ONE mug of beer. And starting from tomorrow, it would be two eggs, bread, oatmeal, salad and tuna tin.
Well, my photo shoot might be the month after. So yeah, it’s only fair I do something about it. I AM in the entertainment industry and it would suck if I don’t do anything about my weight. I was telling iCandy that I DO have the quality look (I’m not being vain) and I just want to focus on taking on modeling while I work in the music industry. The future looks promising but is my motivation? We’ll have to find out!!!!
iCandy and I met again. I’ve been trying to contact him since BigSis (currently known as Boss) once told me that iCandy is a huge gym freak. Now, look at it this way; if I get myself a gay gym buddy, this won’t make Booman (currently Craig) any comfortable. Although I know nothing would happen between me and my gay gym buddy, if Booman was to have a gym buddy, I would be scared shitless of any news that one of them accidentally drops a soap in a communal men’s at the gym.
Glad that iCandy agreed to be my personal trainer, I worked out with him. It was quite intense, given I ran and walked for 45 minutes and I was allowed to rest 1 minute in between. The whole workout routine went on for 2 hours full. I have to say never in my life have I ever spent that much time in the gym, let alone have 1 minute rest between routines. I was happy I survived. Later, iCandy invited me to his room and we had a great time talking in his balcony.
iCandy reminds me of me when I got too clubbed out in Sydney. Sick of being the face of Oxford street, I spent some time off from anything that has to do with gay men and alcohol and spent some quality time with my friends. Walk to the park, coffee and of course directing a revue, I felt awesome. He’s a great man actually and it was nice to finally get to know each other. I told him that it’s been a while since I last had a moment with a straight guy feeling straight myself. I’m proud to be gay but I’ll have to be the default gay man when it comes to being flamboyant. I guess I’m drawing a line between being a metrosexual (such as iCandy) and actually fucking men in general. It was a nice feeling.
On the other hand, although my contract will be active only next week, I’ve volunteered to work this week for UN-Habitat. Salary’s not much of a difference but the fact that I’m gonna be working in UN compound made me feel pretty good. I was shown around the office by Maltesers and I finally met the husband of SariMama (the woman whose daughter I babysat for during a party and someone who I always talked about Booman with given her husband was oversea as well). The most awkward thing happened when Maltesers introduced me to WrongTagMan. Now, WTM and I have met at a high level workshop last week and I have given him the wrong name tag. I never thought of that as offensive but for some reason, when I was introduced to him today, he smiled and then suddenly changed his facial expression to a sudden sternness, which made the atmosphere VERY awkward.
I was asked to stay for a video presentation to give some views on. Maltesers was in the room with my new Boss (SitarBro), Vchick (who I thought was dating PlasticBernard) and WTM. There was one bald head guy there but he was not of much importance in this scenario. Now, I can’t help liking WTM. He’s a man of good vocabulary and a great Burmese man I would look up to and respect. He gives out good comments on the video and all the points he said were pretty useful. If I were to choose a person to critique any of my work, he would be the first guy I would choose. I don’t really care if he likes me or not but I do stand corrected when I say I DO respect him.
After the gym, I had my LAST dirty meal. Like those biggest loser contestants, I had a blast. My initial plan was to eat healthy but I ended up eating quite a few more than usual and ONE mug of beer. And starting from tomorrow, it would be two eggs, bread, oatmeal, salad and tuna tin.
Well, my photo shoot might be the month after. So yeah, it’s only fair I do something about it. I AM in the entertainment industry and it would suck if I don’t do anything about my weight. I was telling iCandy that I DO have the quality look (I’m not being vain) and I just want to focus on taking on modeling while I work in the music industry. The future looks promising but is my motivation? We’ll have to find out!!!!
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