Since NOL is out of the hospital, I can finally arrange what he’s wanted to do since the day the lower half of his body got paralyzed. Seeing on bed on Friday was quite annoyingly saddening and having an uncle who have been paralyzed for 13 years, I feel nothing but empathy and the temptation to help him out as much as I can is just deadly boiling inside of me.
I picked up my fortuneteller and went to his place. His mother and family were there and his little gay friend was there as well. It was pleasant to hear views about my billboard looking hot especially from gay guys. Ok, back to the story, as I’ve suspected, NOL’s case was a voodoo. It’s not like I do not believe the fortune teller but it’s also because I find it hard to believe that we are living in a world where black magic or voodoo is not done. That’s just bullshit when it’s still practiced no matter how un-third world the country is. If it’s any consolation at all, it does feel great to have a feeling of you got rid of it as opposed to you not knowing what causes some mishaps in your life.
I managed to squeeze in for a session with the fortuneteller, given I can come across as a big fanatic of going to fortune tellers. The funny thing was how I couldn’t come up with any questions. I’m just too happy with what I’ve got at the moment, be it good or bad. Maybe I’m not in Australia, maybe I’m not with BooMan anymore, maybe I lost my chance to even start anything with wifeyD and maybe things are not going well around me, but I can’t help being content with what I’ve got and kinda more focused on what’s happening now rather than what’s going to happen or what has happened.
I did meet up with GoldFish at night. Sad but true but I know that this kid has a HUGE crush on me and to make things worse, he’s still 20 and he has a mindset of a game playing ‘in love’ person, the types you would see in Asian drama movies.
I might have a sick friend and I know I’ll be accused as someone who leads a twenty year old boy on but I can’t help being happy about the fact that I got nothing to ask the fortuneteller. Maybe, I’m finally thinking the green is actually green on my side too and it’s just a trick of light to make it green on the other side.
I picked up my fortuneteller and went to his place. His mother and family were there and his little gay friend was there as well. It was pleasant to hear views about my billboard looking hot especially from gay guys. Ok, back to the story, as I’ve suspected, NOL’s case was a voodoo. It’s not like I do not believe the fortune teller but it’s also because I find it hard to believe that we are living in a world where black magic or voodoo is not done. That’s just bullshit when it’s still practiced no matter how un-third world the country is. If it’s any consolation at all, it does feel great to have a feeling of you got rid of it as opposed to you not knowing what causes some mishaps in your life.
I managed to squeeze in for a session with the fortuneteller, given I can come across as a big fanatic of going to fortune tellers. The funny thing was how I couldn’t come up with any questions. I’m just too happy with what I’ve got at the moment, be it good or bad. Maybe I’m not in Australia, maybe I’m not with BooMan anymore, maybe I lost my chance to even start anything with wifeyD and maybe things are not going well around me, but I can’t help being content with what I’ve got and kinda more focused on what’s happening now rather than what’s going to happen or what has happened.
I did meet up with GoldFish at night. Sad but true but I know that this kid has a HUGE crush on me and to make things worse, he’s still 20 and he has a mindset of a game playing ‘in love’ person, the types you would see in Asian drama movies.
I might have a sick friend and I know I’ll be accused as someone who leads a twenty year old boy on but I can’t help being happy about the fact that I got nothing to ask the fortuneteller. Maybe, I’m finally thinking the green is actually green on my side too and it’s just a trick of light to make it green on the other side.
Listening to: Estelle – American boy
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