Okay, this is the deal; i need a gay friend! Just one and i'm not asking for more. Contrary to popular beliefs (not everything you heard on the radio or read on perezhilton.com about me is true) i do not, i repeat, do not have a gay friend with whom i could spend a wicked saturday night out with or just plainly go off for a shopping spree with. I know i'm sad. Spare me the puppy dog eyes will you.
The truth is, i do have a few gay friends coz it would be shamefully tragic to say otherwise. But out of the four gay friends i know, two of them are in jakarta, one is my boss (who is a bit older than me and he's a family man now, hence you can't expect him to go giggling around town with me) and the last one is my ex, which we shall not talk about. Therefore the closest thing i get to enjoying the benefit of a gay friend is hanging out with my dearest lesbian counterpart. But it's different la. I can't be sharing my stash of porn with her, can't i? She'll probably die of shock.
You might be asking why the hell i don't have any gay friends? Well, i've been thinking about that a lot lately and i guess it all boils down to the fact that;
a. I seldom, very seldom, close to never ever go to gay clubs. There's no one for me to go with. You can't seriously expect me to go alone! That would be tragic right smack in the face.
b. Even though i'm an active member of both fridae and gay.com, i don't actually go cruizing for friends online. That would also be quite tragic. Besides i'm a bit lazy to filter through all those godforsaken wankers that we all know exist amongst those pretty faces online.
c. I have way too many girlfriends, not that i am complaining. I sincerely adores every single one of them as they always treat me just like one of them, but that's where the problem lies. The stuff that a girl chats among themselves is way different than you would expect from a bunch of fags like me. Up till now, i think i'm the only guy in the whole wide world who understands what a perfectly fitted bra means to a girl. Likewise, there's also the theory that there could only be one gay guy in a group of girlfriends. Seldom do you see more than the usual ratio. Trust me, i've been in there long enough to know. So how could i expect other gay guys to venture into my group of girlfriends without being totally anguish with the heavy weight of compact powders, to the unexplainable urge for a mani/padi groupie session at the mall. I don't blame them.
d. And lastly, it has something to do with the line of work that i'm doing. Besides the obvious fact that it takes up nearly ninety percent of my personal time, i think my job is a very manly driven job that only a few selected females have succeed in it. And not much inbetweeners like me have been known to exist. The fact is, most of them couldn't be bothered with it, and if they did, they would have been smart enough to leave the bandwagon long before they turn into the psycho bitch that i'm slowing evolving to. Therefore no hope in meeting any gay friends at work either.
See. You can't really blame me for wanting a gay friend, cause i sincerely and urgently need one. Just one. I'm not greedy you know. So therefore tonight, i'm on a serious mission with my most trusted sidekick, lilmissmei, to look for a gay friend to be my friend. For interested applicants, catch my special one-night only appearance at Maison tonight along with lilmissmei. She'll be the one in the skimpiest outfit on the dance floor, while i will most probably be in the shadow shuffling to my own heartbeat. I'll even put an effort to smile. I promise.
The truth is, i do have a few gay friends coz it would be shamefully tragic to say otherwise. But out of the four gay friends i know, two of them are in jakarta, one is my boss (who is a bit older than me and he's a family man now, hence you can't expect him to go giggling around town with me) and the last one is my ex, which we shall not talk about. Therefore the closest thing i get to enjoying the benefit of a gay friend is hanging out with my dearest lesbian counterpart. But it's different la. I can't be sharing my stash of porn with her, can't i? She'll probably die of shock.
You might be asking why the hell i don't have any gay friends? Well, i've been thinking about that a lot lately and i guess it all boils down to the fact that;
a. I seldom, very seldom, close to never ever go to gay clubs. There's no one for me to go with. You can't seriously expect me to go alone! That would be tragic right smack in the face.
b. Even though i'm an active member of both fridae and gay.com, i don't actually go cruizing for friends online. That would also be quite tragic. Besides i'm a bit lazy to filter through all those godforsaken wankers that we all know exist amongst those pretty faces online.
c. I have way too many girlfriends, not that i am complaining. I sincerely adores every single one of them as they always treat me just like one of them, but that's where the problem lies. The stuff that a girl chats among themselves is way different than you would expect from a bunch of fags like me. Up till now, i think i'm the only guy in the whole wide world who understands what a perfectly fitted bra means to a girl. Likewise, there's also the theory that there could only be one gay guy in a group of girlfriends. Seldom do you see more than the usual ratio. Trust me, i've been in there long enough to know. So how could i expect other gay guys to venture into my group of girlfriends without being totally anguish with the heavy weight of compact powders, to the unexplainable urge for a mani/padi groupie session at the mall. I don't blame them.
d. And lastly, it has something to do with the line of work that i'm doing. Besides the obvious fact that it takes up nearly ninety percent of my personal time, i think my job is a very manly driven job that only a few selected females have succeed in it. And not much inbetweeners like me have been known to exist. The fact is, most of them couldn't be bothered with it, and if they did, they would have been smart enough to leave the bandwagon long before they turn into the psycho bitch that i'm slowing evolving to. Therefore no hope in meeting any gay friends at work either.
See. You can't really blame me for wanting a gay friend, cause i sincerely and urgently need one. Just one. I'm not greedy you know. So therefore tonight, i'm on a serious mission with my most trusted sidekick, lilmissmei, to look for a gay friend to be my friend. For interested applicants, catch my special one-night only appearance at Maison tonight along with lilmissmei. She'll be the one in the skimpiest outfit on the dance floor, while i will most probably be in the shadow shuffling to my own heartbeat. I'll even put an effort to smile. I promise.
i'm gonna be lucky tonight!
2 comments:
erhm... dinner was good?
i totally blame it on bad timing. but let's not go there. it's just my luck.
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