MY BL*G-by Ryan Su





Hey there, this is RYAN on another of his rants!!! Hellooo...16 < xy < 17. Person of immense emotional substance and maturity. However, lacks much in self discipline and control. Rather rash. Singaporean by birth, but not choice. a/j. HAPPILY ATTACHED to my boi!!! (I would like to first of all thank god, my parents....for my happiness and...) Impulsively adoptive and protective especially towards poor and small things like children and animals. FASHION SLAVE. Loves buying things (mostly useless, if not clothes...or plants) for self and others. Lives in a nice big house with a savage garden with his favourite heliconias and bromeliads and no radioactive stuff to send out radiation except a recently upgraded handphone. Recurring bitchiness can be suppressed by friendship, drugs, emotional blackmail and bribery. Effectively quadrilingual, english, chinese, french and foul language. Indulges in shopping, and acting in a way demeaning to his intelligence...ie. dumb. Hates homophobes bigtime. Eeee... He aspires to work with plants, in the advertising/fashion industry or in flight attending when he grows up. Me is most weird. By the way, I love making fwens!!!

   

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Wednesday, May 05, 2004
nothing much...today...

Came home at 4.30 today. Rather early for a busy lizzie like me. Wanted to go nursery hopping and socializing as the weather was cool…until I realized that it was wet also. Some things I like wet, bur definitely not weather when it comes to me being involved. Sigh. Could not get flowers to perk up my room a la Mrs. Dalloway. Roses? Maybe not. I had citrus lilies the previous time. Therefore I came straight home. Was supposed to go support softball but match was cancelled due to the tumultuous weather.

 

Proceeded to read the Virgin Suicides on the train home. Happen that the two seats next to mine were flooded with water in the arse depression. Well, I figured that they should use that trick in Gotcha! (show with eye-candy, I love that guy. Yummy…besides, I’m starting to sound like a Charlie’s Angel) to fool people.) Singaporeans are really blind, but not blinded by love though... Many would have sat down if it wasn’t for me telling them that the seat as wet. Should have let them plant their arses there anyway, as I look back in retrospect. Besides, I don’t even have respect for Singapore, so why should I have respect for Singaporeans. Note: I have stopped pledge taking and song-singing. Trying in vain to forget plege and anthem lyrics/words valiantly. Singapore sucks! In many ways. Even a himbo like me does know politics and all I can say is that I’m really upset at what’s happening. But not all people here are part of the Lee Dynasty. Many of you are really nice friends anyway. Will get back at Singapore one day when I have the power…and Suhas Malhotra.

 

Bloody Indian is irritating me of his heinous plots of annihilating faggots from the face of this earth. Shithead wants to take over Singapore. Go ahead. It’s all yours. You happy now? All that I’m sickened by is that your attitude towards gay people sucks. You may try to irritate the fuck out of mebut you must realize that not all people can play along like I do.

 

Nevermind. I shall pardon your puerile ways. So what if you hate gays? Can’t you keep that to yourself (the same way I keep shut about politics). Letting that shitload out on me is doing no good. Looking for a reaction? I have none. Why? I’ve put up and learned to live with this shit from many people, including my parents, for many years. It somehow has made me stronger, even if I may seem all flaccid and weak. Haha…

 

My advice to you? Shut that trap about your ideals and fag free world and go hop on the treadmill of something. Your energy is spent in a more meaningful way like that instead of just jabbering away. Firstly, it’s no use to spew your derogatory comments at me and secondly you ought to look at yourself and lose some weight.

 

I’m not asking you to stop. I quite enjoy being hurled with insults in a sado-masochistic kind of way, especially the diabolical plots in which I ought to be tied down, strangled, drowned and stoned, dumped in mercury, sulphuric acid and fried, burnt at stake and shot in the head, limbs and disfigured.  I find your ideas quirky and interesting. But I feel that you are just wasting your time if your purpose is to break me down.

 

Puh-leese…and by the way, I don’t see why you are doing this as I have nothing against straights…like you…

 

Note to the very misinformed: I am not afraid of women! I’ve touched and seen more than any of you straight guys have. And besides, I don’t have the privilege of having sex with different guys everyday, contrary to popular belief. I am no slut, even if I behave like one.


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