Going | a w a y

I'm thinking of the beach. The sun. The sand. Those hot japanese surfers. And the boogie board. I so N E E D a holiday! Badly...

LAPSAP

Okay, lets be real, i ain't getting any younger than what i am already. Even if i burn my birth certificate and pretend that i'm still twenty two on every birthday, the lines after lines of crow feet and wrinkles is enough of a giveaway by itself. My nephew could easily write a whole five hundred words essay on my face and there would still be enough room to doodle in a few hearts. So i figure, before i turn into a prune and freak the living shit out of anyone, i might as well indulge in some serious ass jiggling, hips banging partying while i can. Which explains the two separate gigs i managed to score for the weekend. And lucky me, one of it is a lapsap party, and you know what they say about lapsap being the new wave!! Ohh, its so gonna be a messy weekend! Aww...

Empty Biscuit Can

You know how sometimes you're just simply uninspired to blog about anything, even though you have like a million and one thoughts fluffing in your head every second. And it gets really frustrating to rewrite and write the same sentence over and over again, because you just can't seems to get it right somehow. This is just so irritating. And to know that british glamour model jordan aka katie price can write a handful of books with an ounceful of brains makes it even more annoying. Forgive me if i'm sounding like a prune but she's a airhead with an empty biscuit can as brains and missile as boobs, so how is it that i'm the one having a blogger's block then? Or is there something missing here? Am i even more of a walking airhead than her? Could it be that underneath my exterior of sheer confident and intelligent lies a himbo is disguise? Am i channeling pete andre then? Oh, this is bad! And if this goes on any longer, i'll be better off at a bar drinking my life away. Shit! This is even worst than watching japanese game show on sunday afternoon. Argh!!!

Oh by the way, saw stardust the other night. It was a bomb. Go watch it. If its not for its stupendous special effect and witty storyline, than just freaking damn watch it for charlie cox as he's looking crazy hot and sporting some deliciously dangerous lips in the movie. He's a cutie patootie! And ya, claire danes and michelle something was in it too...

I.Am.Fat

It all started with me being fat. And you know how it is with overweight gay boys and the amount of stress he gets. I mean, how would i fit in my new size 0 body hugging dsquared fuschia pink shirt now? Bummer! But i wasn't worried a month back, i was giddily having the time of my life, eating my guts out till i finally tip the scale pass obesity. And it all went downhill from then on. The tummy started to bulged, the skinny jeans felt more like leggings, the sudden appearance of flappy underarms and that round face! All hope of becoming the next Adriana Lima shattered right before my eyes. And the most upsetting part is that, i so totally ate every single pound i put on, with no remorse, no looking back and no holds bar. And now, its all coming back to me. Haunting me day and night, whispering into my conscious telling me 'I am fat'.

So, the only logic thing to do is to go for a diet and maybe, exercise a bit. And me being totally against anything that involved sweat, i opt for the only best option, diet. I started off with a seven days detox plan that cuts out everything yummy and tasteful. Hence, no sugar, no salt, no meat, no rice, no bread, no coffee, no soft drinks, no alcohol and no nothing! It all went super smooth until the weekend comes and the girls lured me into the evil temptation of vino and curry crab supper at pelita's. And i was only at day two of my detox plan! Arghh!!

Then, seeing that the diet plan went down the drain, i had no choice but to exercise. I contemplated on joining the gym, but finally decided against it. Why? Well, i did joined twice previously, but never had i once step into a gym on both occasion. I was just too lazy. There was just too much decision on what to wear to the gym and the amount of toiletries i packed, was like lifting weight by itself. So batal project once again...

Just to let you know, i'm still fat, but at least i'm swimming daily and i pick up a routine of doing fifty crunches, twenty butt lift, twenty push up, twenty abs stretch and twenty second of Jessica Alba (dunno how to explain this, but its an exercise to tone the ass..hihi) daily, all in the comfort of my home. Ahh, the luxury of apartment life.

Ohh, if you're wondering who's the cutie pie in the blue shorts, well, its none other than yours truly, mr wanna. I was a fat baby then. And of course, i'm still fat now.

Emo Monday!

Emo. Emo. Oh, it was more emo-licious than i thought it could possibly be. I knew all along that i'm a sucker for super sad, overly dramatic sloppy chick flick. But this is something else. Think Mandy Moore's 'A Walk to Remember', times it by two, add on a dash of goosebumps and you'll get 'P.S. I Love you' The trailer is brilliant, and i can't wait to see it, even if it means sitting thru the entire movie looking at that thing called hilary swank. Seriously, i can't heck that girl!

the ugly submarine's Top Ten Must Have

How needy are you? Are there anything particular that you must have in order to get through a day? Like some certain cravings or specific must have gizmo? I personally knows a lot of people that can't get thru a single hour without smoking or drinking cup loads of coffee. Or lately, there are some friends that are totally addicted to facebook, thus making it their top priority in life above eating and breathing. Others craves for chocolates or anything sweet in times of pms-ing. But what about you? Are there anything that you must have? Like really must have?

I consider myself easy to live with as i'm quiet accommodating in a lot of ways. I simply hate a lot of things, per se. Say for instance, i don't like coffee, hate chocolates, despise sweets, don't understand crackers, loathe ice creams, totally dislike boardgames, hate anything that makes me sweat, a freak to everything hi-tech, and the list goes on and on. Hence, i'm not a very needy person. But there are certain things that i totally must have, or else i'll be grumpy like hell for the rest of the day. Here's my Top Ten List of Must Have...

To top the list, it would be my MacBook. Oh, this is a must! A definite must have. Its even more important than life itself. And i can't imagine going thru a single day without having my mac with me. Its gonna be like living without a limp.

No, that's not barney the purple pedophile. Its blue hyppo, the friendly internet provider. Without it, my life is doom as well. I'll be better off feeding the birds in the park and playing chess with the oldies.

The handphone. Not my current one though, which i must say is the stupidest and most complicated piece of metal ever created. If its not for the dual camera and video con features, i won't have bother hanging on to it for so long.

I'm a huge HUGE fan of doodling. I know its a bad habit but i can't help it. I doodle on everything and anything. Which explain the numerous notebook i have with me on all times. One never know when the doodle itch with come.

Moisturizer. Oh this is also a must have. Rough hands are so last season.

Shades. Its like the next best thing since wonder bra. Every sister adores a good shade. Be it the manly ray bans or those bigger than life sunglasses, shades are becoming the new girl's best friend. So move along diamonte!

Hair mud. How else would i maintain the mohawk look without it?

My daybed! Its the best for those day dreaming session. Zzzz.

I'm obsess with sneakers. Particularly red sneakers. I wear them on all occasion be it formal or casual. Can't live without them either.

And finally, an occasional b52 won't hurt! :-p

Another day at work...

The pass week have been like hell. I was busy like a motherf@#$er and a half, but it was somehow fulfilling in an uncanny way. Spoken like a true workaholic! Haha.

Anyhow, i had a fantabulous shoot the other day, as always. But this time it was slightly more interesting. Its been awhile since i had any shoot that involved rain rig, so you should have seen the look of admiration on my fat face when the 'artificial' rain was up and pouring. I was in awe. Goosebumps and weak at the knees. I had a moment that morning. Hard to explain. Its one of those thing where you need to be there to feel it. :P

Anyway, the shoot was a lovey dovey tale between an author and her reader, and a lost charm bracelet, all thrown in together with the raining scene and melodramatic slow-mo action, making it a super jiwang tv commercial for all you peeps out there. It was like 'chor luin' (first love) all over again! Hihi. And ohh, i designed the book cover in the book launch scene where the author finally come face to face with her 'reader' The pink one was chosen out of the lot, and it was printed into books, banners and posters for the shoot. I was a proud daddy that day. Hence, i was going all out, snapping away at my little artwork. You like?

My girlfriend and i had a thought, something that's totally not related to any of this. Can someone be a homophobic gay? Is it even possible? Will explain later.

What i do when i'm bored out of my mind...

Time for a little camwhoring action!

The Masquerade Party

Halloween. I was shocked. Speechless. And slightly dazed. Never have i ever thought it could be blown so out of norm, so elton john-ish, big and glittery but i'm thankful it did. It was an all night affair that stirred quite a lot of stares from the club goers around us, which i'm betting my best penny, that they must be thinking what lunatics we are. Haha. I don't blame them. We were quite an odd dressing lot, with torn panty hose, lace top, feathers and tons and tons of hairspray, making it terribly easy to spot us from a mile away. And some of us didn't even bother wearing knickers underneath all those getups, but that's a WHOLE different story all together for another post, ahem...

Persatuan Gadis Malang Sedunia

Underage Trash

Kinky Dark Angel

Orgasmic French Maid

H a l l o w e e n

I'm shooting in five hours time. Need to sleep. Halloween was fun. Will explain later. xoxo