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Disclaimer:
This journal is written in a way that blends reality, imagination, exaggerration, bitchy at times and unpredictable mood swings. Read at your own risk. Not recommended for those who are sensitive and taking offense too regularly


About absolut-badjohn:
He can be absolutely BAD, he is the guy that YOUR MOTHER has warned you about, he has the tendency to do the OPPOSITE when people tell him what to do, he can be an arrogant BASTARD and a SELFISH creature, he's ALCOHOL's best friend, he's a tart but not a CHEAP one, he is an ex-DJ, ex-Buddhist, ex-traordinaire, ex-clubber that turns into bars HOPPER, he's not a CELEBRITY but acts like one, he speaks several LANGUAGES but can only write well in English, and by the way, he is GAY (at this moment) and OUT.



Stats
Name: Bad John
Location: Jakarta
Age: Early Thirties
Height: Shorter than Eiffel Tower
Weight: Heavier than a feather
Hair Colour: Depending on the mood
Eyes: Green (If I see money)
Markings: Few tatts, few piercings
Languages: English (fluent)
Indonesian (impeccable)
French (ok)
Mandarin (to laugh)
Italian (to swear)
Spanish (food names)
German (in the bad mood)
Makassarese (in my hometown)
Javanese (to my Javanese friends)

Pets: Some men


TELL ME ABOUT YOURSELF - The Survey
Name:JB or BJ?
Birthday:08/05
Birthplace:Makassar
Current Location:Jakarta at its best
Eye Color:brownish
Hair Color:greyish
Height:175cm
Right Handed or Left Handed:depends for what purpose
Your Heritage:exotic Asian
The Shoes You Wore Today:red/black sneakers
Your Weakness:deep penetrating eyes
Your Fears:fame
Your Perfect Pizza:meat meat meat
Goal You Would Like To Achieve This Year:get rich
Your Most Overused Phrase On an instant messenger:i c
Thoughts First Waking Up:jerk off
Your Best Physical Feature:smile
Your Bedtime:after midnight
Your Most Missed Memory:watching the sunset from my rooftop
Pepsi or Coke:coke
MacDonalds or Burger King:burger king
Single or Group Dates:depends on the type of guys offered
Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea:yuck!
Chocolate or Vanilla:vanilla
Cappuccino or Coffee:coffee, black and bitter
Do you Smoke:yes loads
Do you Swear:sometimes
Do you Sing:naaa....
Do you Shower Daily:must
Have you Been in Love:oh yeah
Do you want to go to College:done that. horrible years
Do you want to get Married:haven't thought about it
Do you belive in yourself:yep
Do you get Motion Sickness:don't think so
Do you think you are Attractive:to certain people i suppose
Are you a Health Freak:naaaa....
Do you get along with your Parents:quite well
Do you like Thunderstorms:exciting
Do you play an Instrument:nope
In the past month have you Drank Alcohol:i'm not a moslem
In the past month have you Smoked:every single minute
In the past month have you been on Drugs:never never never
In the past month have you gone on a Date:can we change the word "month"? It's too long
In the past month have you gone to a Mall:it's a culture here
In the past month have you eaten a box of Oreos:hate it
In the past month have you eaten Sushi:oh yes. my fave
In the past month have you been on Stage:more back stage
In the past month have you been Dumped:nope
In the past month have you gone Skinny Dipping:it's not allowed here
In the past month have you Stolen Anything:I'm not Wynona
Ever been Drunk:oh yeah. loads
Ever been called a Tease:sometimes
Ever been Beaten up:violence free here
Ever Shoplifted:nope
How do you want to Die:by the beach or while snow falling
What do you want to be when you Grow Up:define grow up
What country would you most like to Visit:so far? Brazil, Cuba and Mexico
In a Boy/Girl..
Favourite Eye Color:black
Favourite Hair Color:dark
Short or Long Hair:short
Height:as long as I don't need a ladder to kiss him
Weight:slim up to swimmer's build
Best Clothing Style:casual or suit
Number of Drugs I have taken:none
Number of CDs I own:1037
Number of Piercings:5 now (used to be 6)
Number of Tattoos:3
Number of things in my Past I Regret:none

CREATE YOUR OWN! - or - GET PAID TO TAKE SURVEYS!



Upcoming Projects
Bangkok World Film Festival 2008
Mix Brasil Film Festival 2008
Q! Film Festival Surabaya
Berlin Asian Hot Shots Film Festival - Jan 2009
Clermont-Ferrand Shorts Film Festival - Jan/Feb 2009
Rotterdam Film Festival -January 2009
Berlin Film Festival - Feb 2009


My Quickies:
ABBA
Austin Young
Big Chill
Christiania
Cuba Photo
Eyescream Films
Giorgio Pasotti
Hairspray
Herb Ritts
High Chaparall TV
Kejar Amerika
Ketchup with friends
Ku Dè Ta
Mamma Mia!
Mapplethorpe
Movies
Portishead
Positive Lives
Pucca
Q! Film Festival
Ruangrupa
Sean Michael Beyer
SpaceFx
Stranger in Paradise
Sydney Festival
Travel Intelligence
What's Cooking?
Will Kemp
Yonfan


-G-Strings-
Bruce Labruce
Fauxjob.com
Fridae
GAPA
Gay Porn Blog

Hotel Axel
Hungry for men
Lelaki Gay Indonesia
Long Yang Club
Pacific Friends
Pierre et Gilles
Queer Karaoke
Queeruption
Sexual Racism Sux
Swara Srikandi
Teddy Award
Tim and Roma Show
Unlearning Homophobia
Utopia Asia


Friends and People I know:

Amron Paul - The Creative Flamboyant


Bulika - Erotic Painter


Chandler - The Perfume Man


Christian Scheuss - The Shy Guy


Cucurisme - Slutty Slut


Doris Ng - The Fun Girl


Erratic - Words Player


EwinK's Trip
Famous Feline
Frantic

Guratanpena - The Diplomat Slave


Hendry - The Graduate


Huzh Latifah


Ianmaster
Imaizumi-Iwasa
Imel foto


Ishimine - The Energy Ball


Ivan Handoyo - The Surfer


Jochen Hick

Joffrey - Belgian Sweetheart


Jumpalitan

Kit Hung - The Film Salesman


Larvotto - Sexy Italian


Le Chat

Markus - The 3D Architect


Melancholico - A-go-go Girl


Michael Brynntrup
Oliver
Paola D'alberti

Priyantha - Lovely Painter


Pucca Girl

Richard Winkler - Tropical Painter


Rio - NKOTB


semol
Sengkrilip
Soeren
Soktahu

Stephen Alston - The Activist


Steven - Blond Brondong


Sudere - The Italian Seductress


Tintin Wulia
Tonetone

Torben Brandt - Radio Guy


Ucu - The Fag Hag



Vero - The Film Buff


Vincenzo
yasmina


Fellow Bloggers:
alid
Andy
aNNabaNAna
dien
eat__me::
Fairy Mahdzan
love
sa
Stan-O
Wisa


Articles I wrote:
Lee Chang Dong: an interview
Film Review: Coffee and Cigarrettes (In Indonesian)
Trio Caponata Argamacho
Jakarta International Film Festival (JiFFest)
Tommi Kitti Dance & Co
Bambalina Titelles Puppet Theatre
Spanish Film Festival
Elly Luthan Dance
Actis and Krakatau Bands jam together
Zeffirelli Retrospective
Mini@tures to combine dance, video and multimedia
The Scorpions live in concert
Confession of a gay guy
Video Art Festival
Travel: Kalianda, Lampung
Interview: Oliver Zwink
Travel: Istanbul
Hamam-The Turkish Bath

Festivals I Was Involved:
L&G Hamburg Film Festival
- Oct 04

Tokyo International Film Festival
Rome Asian Film Festival
- Nov 04

JIFFest, Jakarta - Dec 04
Q! Film Festival, Jakarta - Dec 04
Turin G&L Film Festival (Turin) - 2004
Cinemasia Film Festival (Amsterdam) - 2004
Q! Film Festival (Jakarta) - 2003
Berlin Film Festival (Berlin) - 2003
Q! Film Festival (Jakarta) - 2002
Indonesian Dance Festival (Jakarta) - 2002
Mardi Gras (Sydney) - 2002
Art Summit Festival (Jakarta) - 2001
Italian Film Festival (Jakarta) - 2001
Asiatica Film Mediale (Rome) - 00-03
British Film Festival (Jakarta) - 2000
Jiffest (Jakarta) - 99, 00, 02-03

Media words of me:

The Age (Australia)
Australian Centre for Independent Journalism
Hamburger Morgen Post (In German)
Humboldt University News (in German)
Iloveindo.nl
Arcigay (in Italian)
South China Morning Post
Jakarta Post
The Sentinel Record
Indiewire.com
Jakarta Post
Detik.com (in Indonesian)


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Wednesday, October 01, 2008
ABBA in My Life

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Can anybody live his life just with listening to ABBA? Yes, it’s very possible. I’m the living proof. Whatever I’m going through, there is always an ABBA song that I can really relate to. When I’m down and out, they have the answers. When I’m all happy and cheerful, they will be there to dance with. It might sound very pathetic but blame it on my parents. Blame it on ABBA themselves who launched their career by the time I was growing up. Watch “Muriel’s Wedding” and you will know what I mean. You can go on with life quite comfortably.

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When Mamma Mia! musical came out in 1999 in London, my world had turned upside down. It’s a long journey to finally see the musical live on stage. I was only dreaming whether I would finally be able to see it. I was at the very early stage of a relationship with a Brit. So there was a little hope there. But then the relationship was over in a blink of an eye compare to the long running Mamma Mia! that is still playing there. What a comparison, bien sur!

In 2001, when I was in my refuge in Sydney, suddenly the musical turned up in Melbourne. AS a poor temporary intern immigrant, I was saving up to go. By the time, I got enough money to fly, the tickets to the event was sold out every single day. *Sigh*...

Two chances had gone with the wind. The opportunity knocked again in 2002. I was in London. Hooray!...As everything is so bloody expensive there, I could only try to find the half-priced leftover tic on the D-Day. Guess what? After 2 days of queuing up with no fruitful result, I gave up. How stupid I was to think I could get a ticket? Absolutely all the faggots in London were flocking into this musical. It was always a full house!

New York City, July 2004. 3 chances gone. I was having shitloads of money and Mamma Mia! was there. I got 5 days with full of meetings back to back. Rather than trying to get and queue up for half priced ticket again, I rushed in lunch hours, grabbed a cab and went to buy a ticket 3 days in advance. I bought the most expensive ticket and got the seat 5 rows from the stage. Yippie!

3 days in waiting, I was all excited. Suddenly a call from a hot date came distracting me...Shit! A romantic night with a hung or ABBA? Tough choice, Ladies! After giving a very long serious thought, I went for ABBA. 5 years in waiting and 3 chances blew away, nothing could stop me. Not even sex with a hot hung. And I never regretted that decision. I was cheering, I was crying, I was singing along, I was dancing. It was magical. Absolute orgasm. The journey is done.

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So, now the film is out. Whatever what people say, you know what I will say about the film. It’s the worst musical film ever. Worst acting and voices (Meryl Streep was hideous, Brosnan was even worse, Firth was saved by only singing one song), worst choreography (nothing exciting at all), worst cinematography (we know some parts were shot in studio but it shouldn’t look like that), BUT (there’s a big BUT here)...the songs are the main thing. My heart was nailed down completely. I was delirious. My whole body trembled in responding to the songs. I went out with a big smile on my face and ready to face the world again. It is such a therapeutic treatment. I’m not objective this time. And I knew it. Let’s say it’s a guilty pleasure.

My life with ABBA is all about:
- Wild on the dance floor: Dancing Queen
- Horny: Gimme! Gimme! Gimme!
- Dating: Honey, Honey
- Lonely and sad: Chiquitita
- Romance with a swimmer in Paris: Our Last Summer
- Cruising in Bars: Voulez-Vous
- Falling in love: Mamma Mia
- Questioning and breaking up: S.O.S
- Life goes on: The Winner Takes It All

My life will never be complete without ABBA! Thank You ABBA!

THANK YOU FOR THE MUSIC

Im nothing special, in fact Im a bit of a bore
If I tell a joke, youve probably heard it before
But I have a talent, a wonderful thing
cause everyone listens when I start to sing
Im so grateful and proud
All I want is to sing it out loud

So I say
Thank you for the music, the songs Im singing
Thanks for all the joy theyre bringing
Who can live without it, I ask in all honesty
What would life be?
Without a song or a dance what are we?
So I say thank you for the music
For giving it to me

Mother says I was a dancer before I could walk
She says I began to sing long before I could talk
And Ive often wondered, how did it all start?
Who found out that nothing can capture a heart
Like a melody can?
Well, whoever it was, Im a fan

So I say
Thank you for the music, the songs Im singing
Thanks for all the joy theyre bringing
Who can live without it, I ask in all honesty
What would life be?
Without a song or a dance what are we?
So I say thank you for the music
For giving it to me

Ive been so lucky, I am the girl with golden hair
I wanna sing it out to everybody
What a joy, what a life, what a chance!

So I say
Thank you for the music, the songs Im singing
Thanks for all the joy theyre bringing
Who can live without it, I ask in all honesty
What would life be?
Without a song or a dance what are we?
So I say thank you for the music
For giving it to me


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Saturday, September 13, 2008
Embracing The Violet Sky



21 cigarettes and a glass of red
Single but sorted
Zero savings but have a big rented house
Dry chapped land outside but a forest in the heart
No CV but working my ass off
Traveled to paradise but have been traveling into me
Skipping the Sun and befriend with the Moon
Alone but not lonely
Saying goodbye in Bali and kissing in Paris
No one single man but a few valuable friends and some men to screw with
Religionless but have faith
Not so free country but I am
Bitchy but genuine
37 but contented
Fame but deeply footed
A Box of chocolate and a flower in the pocket

Embracing The Violet Sky, and you will be fine Dear!

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Monday, September 08, 2008
Dear L

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Dear L,

Hope things are glorious with you.
Where are you?
Do you have any ideas how many frogs I have kissed?
Are you slutting around the globe again at this time of the year?
Have you ever gone back to that bridge in Bruge where we had our first kiss in that cold winter night?
Do you still keep that one single smelly sock of mine that I left intentionally?
I wonder what your hair style now? You never need to put some gel on and it still looks fabulous.
What was your wish when you threw that coin in Trevi Fountain in Rome? I’m curious to death.

It must be early morning there. I can picture you in your bed. Pure white comfy soft sheet wrapping your sexy body. I can see everything vividly. Your unshaved chin (I know you are lazy to shave. But it suits you well with the 3 day beard), your curly eye lashes, your soft thick lips, your pointed nose, your wavy messy hair and your breath.

I’m drinking my coffee. Black as usual. Sans sugar and milk. Yours is usually with a dash of milk and some sugar. “You are such a brave man drinking it just black like that!” you said with a lovable disgusted face expression.

I miss going to clubs with you. I’d rather dance with you than drinking in the bars. So then I can watch you wobbling your body and those awkward movements you do always fascinate me. Then I can touch you and hold you and give you a peck at the back of your neck.

When it’s raining out there, we would be glued to that big red sofa munching snacks and some decent red wine while watching stupid comedy film. Naked with vanilla ice cream. We never finished the film as we were just busy messing with the ice cream and ourselves.

Looking up the sky today, it was grey as usual. But it’s the colour of love. I seldom look up for ages. I always look down. I find this amazing. There are still hopes out there.

Kiss of Life - Sade

There must have been an angel by my side
Something heavenly led me to you
Look at the sky
It’s the color of love
There must have been an angel by my side
Something heavenly came down from above
He led me to you
He led me to you
He built a bridge to your heart
All the way
How many tons of love inside
I can’t say

When I was led to you
I knew you were the one for me
I swear the whole world could feel my heartbeat
When I lay eyes on you
Ay ay ay
You wrapped me up in
The color of love

You gave me the kiss of life
Kiss of Life
You gave me the kiss that’s like
The kiss of life

Wasn’t it clear from the start
Look the sky is full of love
Yeah the sky is full of love
He built a bridge to your heart
All the way
How many tons of love inside
I can’t say

You gave me the kiss of life
Kiss of Life
You gave me the kiss that’s like
The kiss of life

You gave me the kiss of life
Kiss of Life
You gave me the kiss that’s like
The kiss of life

You gave me the kiss of life
Kiss of Life
You gave me the kiss that’s like
The kiss of life

You wrapped me up in the color of love
Must have been an angel come down from above
Giving me love yeah
Giving me love yeah

You gave me the kiss of life
Kiss of Life
You gave me the kiss of life
The kiss of life


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Friday, September 05, 2008
The Accidental Tourist

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I can’t remember when the last time I was on a real holiday without any working agenda. The main reason was I never had enough money to go somewhere exotic. Oh, I think I remember now that it was Madrid last year. But that was also combined with my trip to Cannes. But then it was pure holiday in Madrid and I was sick over there. Not a nice one.

So the goal was set. I got this travel bugs from my parents. They were the one who introduced me Bali when I was just 7. Since 1993, I’ve been to over 20 countries. I never thought I’m so lucky.

Anyway, back to the big plan of traveling, I have bought my flights! Yes! And it’s unbelievably cheap. Just a bit over 300 USD for 3 return flights and some buses. It will be an adventure. It will be in April 2009 for one full month! Yey! I’m combining big cities, villages and islands. I’m so excited.

Excerpt chat in Yahoo Messenger with DK last night:
DK: Hey Babe, how are you?
Me: Fine thanks.
DK: I will be over in Southeast Asia again in October. Bangkok, Phnom Penh, and Hanoi. Would be nice if you can fly there for a coffee. lol…
Me: When exactly? I will be in Bangkok on 28 Oct to 3 Nov
DK: Nooo...Damn! I will only be in Bangkok for one night on 15 Sep. I book myself at Babylon hostel. I’m such a slut!
Me: Lol....Never imagining you as a slut as I know you when you had a bf. I wish I could go to meet you. But I’m planning to be in Bangkok again next year for one month in April 2009
DK: What will you do there for one full month? Slutting? I’m so jealous!
Me: Yes, slutting around
DK: Slut!
Me: Yes, I am. No doubt about it

I know it’s still a long way to go but it’s good to plan ahead. At least flights are paid. Now, I only have to think how to save money to do this trip. I will mostly do the backpacking way. It’s been sooo long..As I’m getting older, I need more preparations this time. As a spoiled Queen, I need to remind myself not to bring all these unnecessary cosmetics. And just bring the essentials.

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Here is the Big Plan:

Period: 7 April - 5 May 2009
Destinations: Bangkok-Phnom Penh, Angkor Wat, Ho Chi Minh City, Krabi, Koh Phi Phi.
Additional destinations (not fixed): Chiang Mai, Ayuthaya, Koh Samui
Activities: Being a slut, going to clubs, saunas, eating in the streets, swimming in the sea, sun tanning, visiting tourist sites, drinking excessively, smoking, rave parties, writing my book and read books.


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Wednesday, September 03, 2008
To All The Men I loved Before

Where I’m standing right now is a long way to trace back. I’m not saying I’m a big famous person now but more to the extend of a better person. I learned so much from
the people around me,
people who loved me,
people who still love me unconditionally,
people who is still in love with me openly or discreetly,
people who permitted me to love them,
people who are kind to show me what love is,
people whom I loved,
people whom I love unconditionally,
people whom I’m so much in love but never return the love,
people whom I thought I love,
people whom I got a crush on

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Whoever they are, I would like to send my biggest deepest gratitude for having crossed my path of life. I’m a lucky bastard, I know.

To ML
Nights of going out, cocktails, laughters, adventures and so much love. You opened my eyes and gave me opportunity to learn so many things. My first experience to gain a self-confidence. You are always there no matter what state I’m in.

To C Lemaire
Classical music entered my world. Those mornings with wonderful breakfast. Those nights with engaging pillow talks.

To DW
The one night stand that never went away. Innocent passionate love. Roses, fab clubbing sequences, shouting fashion statements, endless car trips and a kiss on a bridge.

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To J
For the loving and showing me how precious I am. And for showing me how it feels to be loved.

To LT
Those charged nights with loads of booze. For believing in me and helping me through the roughest time of my life.

To XS
One rainy romantic with lust and your lovely smile. For being cuddly and lovable. I always feel this little tinge in my heart for you.

To P
The amazing togetherness and share of the same passion to Cucurucu Paloma and Tango Apasionado

To DB
The most weird, unpredictable mood swing and unromantic man on this planet but I know you care so much.

I Wish You Love!

I wish you bluebirds in the spring

To give your heart a song to sing

And then a kiss, but more than this

I wish you love

And in July a lemonade

To cool you in some leafy glade

I wish you health

But more than wealth

I wish you love

My breaking heart and I agree

That you and I could never be

So with my best

My very best

I set you free

I wish you shelter from the storm

A cozy fire to keep you warm

But most of all when snowflakes fall

I wish you love

But most of all when snowflakes fall

I wish you love

I wish you love



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Saturday, August 30, 2008
Why So Serious?

Recently I was interviewed in a radio. In between the ads, he confessed that he just broke up from a 6 year relationship and asked me if there might be a suitable man for him. I asked myself “WHY?”. Then I tried to understand all these gay guys in this country. And it convinced me more that I can’t have a relationship with a local guy. But of course this is really generalizing. There’s always a gem in a stack of hay.

I guess in this very instant period of life, guys are just looking for someone to be with. They are too afraid to be alone, whoever happens passing in front of the eyes is snatched and chained to a love boat situation without really analyzing if they are really in love or it is more an illusion of love. They spend so much time, energy and material thing to make the relationship works. I just find this very irritating. How can i be not irritated? Minute 1: eyes met. Minute 2: introduction and exchanging numbers. The next hour or more: The world is forgotten. An intense conversation pursued. Whether it will end in a bed of lust or not, a relationship is claimed the next day. And boom! They now declare each other as boyfriends. I’m having a heart attack for sure.

On the contrary, I still believe there is love at first sight. Because it happened to me twice. From the guys around me it wasn’t that. It was more a impulsive craving and longing to experience the big L word.WHY SO SERIOUS? Take it easy my friend. Love can land on your lap when you least expect it. Of course, you have to make an effort to get it but not in an obsessive way. Think with your brain rather than with your dick then the world is just fine. My advice (if you like films), watch Richard LaGravenese’s LIVING OUT LOUD and you might have a different perspective.



That is my finest therapy to never be too anxious being single.


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Friday, July 18, 2008
2 Funerals, 2 Rejections and a Sad News

One devastating news after another. Two people I know just died of the same cause. Heart attack. I was swept completely. One is only 33 years old and another one is 37 years old, my age. Suddenly, a creeping fear got me. What if I die in one of these coming days? They are young and in good health. They don't even smoke. It really puts a question: am I ready to die? If you asked me before these events, I might have said yes. But now...I'm not sure anymore.

This entry and the one before might be very pathetic. But that's what the situation I'm in at the moment. I'm on the verge of giving up everything. There's only a bit of flame lit up in me. The series of the unfortunate misfortunes have been accumulated since the beginning of this year. I've been impulsive and vulnerable. I would go see someone that I felt comfortable with only to find that there's nothing left there. The investment of time, energy and money for nothing. All the way to Europe in winter time (which is not my fave season of all) and found an empty cold bed.... being dumped on the day of arrival. And it happened again just last week in a different continent, different city but same rejection from another beau.

Like a waterfall trickles down in some stairs of hard solid rocks, the misery still not ended. By the time I thought I could enjoy a bit of my time being in Bangkok, another beau told me he's positive. Another wobbly stone I had stepped myself into. It's so sad to learn that one day he will be gone too. 

With the pressure of my work, I felt like being left alone fighting. None of my colleagues seem to be aware that the D-Day is coming less than a month. They work hard but still not enough to catch up with my standard. A lightning thought that maybe I should just disappear for a few days to calm myself down. Maybe a trip to Itaewon with lots of alcohol will help me fight the sleepless nights and the nightmares.

Stay - Shakespear's Sisters

If this world is wearing thin
And you're thinking of escape
I'll go anywhere with you
Just wrap me up in chains
But if you try to go alone
Don't think I'll understand

Stay with me
Stay with me

In the silence of your room
In the darkness of your dreams
You must only think of me
There can be no in-between
When your pride is on the floor
I'll make you beg for more

Stay with me
Stay with me

You'd better hope and pray
That you make it safe
Back to your own world
You'd better hope and pray
That you'll wake one day
In your own world

Because when you sleep at night
They don't hear your cries
In your own world
Only time will tell
If you can break the spell
Back in your own world

Spending My Time - Roxette

What's the time, seems it's already morning
I see the sky, it's all beautiful and blue
The t.v's on but the only thing showing is a picture of you

Oh i get up and make myself some coffee
I try to read a book, but sorry's too thin
i thank the Lord above you're not here to see me
and the shape i'm in

Spending my time
Watching the days go by
Feeling so small i stare at the wall
hoping that you think of me too
i'm spending my time

I try to call but i don't know what to tell you
i leave a kiss on your answeringmachine
Oh help me please is there someone here to make me
wake up from this dream

spending my time
watching the sun goes down
i fall a sleep to the sound
of tears of a clown
praying i'm found
i'm spending my time


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Saturday, July 12, 2008
To Be (Single) or Not To Be?

Until 5 years ago, my Mum kept asking me why I wasn't seeing someone or settling down. I kept asking the very same question myself. The last 5 years, My Mum has ceased down and so did myself. Then, almost everybody I met asked me the same question again since last year.

So, after the giving in some really deep thought, I wrote down the plus and minus of having a steady relationship and I came to a conclusion: I'm happily single at the moment.

Here are some reasons and advantages being single at the moment:

1. Freedom
I know that being in a relationship doesn't mean you are not free. But here it is more the real essence of it. I can make a decision career or personal wise without having to consult or consider my partner's situation. I feel so much easier to decide whether I want to travel or not, when to take my holiday or not, or when and where to have dinner.

2. The art of flirting
As I wasn't jumping directly into a relationship when I came out, I of course rumble around and did lots of cruising. A look in the eye, a gesture, an invitation of a smile, and the adrenalin of feeling someone new's skin are always exciting. I never believe that you can be faithful to just one person. I think it's a nature of a man either he is gay or not. Men just screws around. It will happen sooner or later. With my first boyfriend, we both believe that we couldn't be faithful to each other. so the flirting part was still allowed. So, I really enjoy still having this privilege to be able to flirt in bars or clubs.

3. Dramaless Life and No Repressed Emotions
That's more or less true. I know it can be nice to talk over a problem to your partner but also the potential drama can come from your partner. Especially if you live together, there are always these small things that annoy you. This is of course not always true. I'm more talking from the negative point of you.

4. Be my very own self
In a relationship, you tend to please your partner. You try to be the man that your partner wants you to be. Whether consciously or unconsciously. Then you are not your true self anymore.

5. The After Taste
I do believe there are some long lasting relationships (especially the ones that was built up in the 70's and 80's). But nowadays, I can see couples breaking up everywhere. It drags for months or even years or even the wounds never really closed up. I had some wonderful relationships before and I'm grateful for it. (Thanks D and thanks J for making who I am today). I just don't feel like going through it again one more time.

I'm saying all this because I have experienced both. I enjoyed both. But for now, I'm pretty happy on my own. Besides, you never know when your prince charming appears right in front of you. I'm not looking for him but if he do appears, you can't reject the power of this big thing called L.



Posted at 05:15 am by absolut-badalu
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Wednesday, April 02, 2008
How to Identify Pink Guys

This is the era where the line between the pink and the blue guys are blurred by some victimized fashion excuse. Even the language of gay people has been popularized by many public figures like film stars and TV hosts. There is almost no more space to communicate in a secret language. Then, the gay guys are now so confused and frustrated. This is the times where wearing tight T-Shirts doesn’t mean anything anymore. An earring on your right ear has also become a fashion for macho heterosexual guys. Putting a colourful handkerchief on your back pocket is no longer in use. Darling, who needs a handkerchief nowadays? That is so passé. Handkerchief is only used by those boring guys in suits and ties. A ring on the little finger is a common accessory. That designer’s stubble as facial hair of George Michael has been copied by the sexy singer Craig David. Highlighted hair colours or spiky are so in demand by any trendy men in the beauty salon.

So, what’s left to sharpen your gaydar in order not to hit the wrong guys?

Well, there are still some obvious yet subtle hints that the gay guys usually air their pink auras to other fellows. Here are 10 clues for the clueless ones:

1. The look in the eyes
This is the most trusted way in recognizing your kind. If you’ve been “out and about” in town for several years and cruising in every single corner of the city, you would know most of the time who is “yes” and who is “no” just by looking into his eyes. This, of course, is only applicable as long as you are not the type who thinks everybody is gay. This is only applied to gay men. Women won’t be able to do this test.

2. Menthol Ciggies
Aha! This is the new trend. 95% of the menthol ciggies smokers are gay. The most fave one is Marlboro followed closely by Dunhill and Lucky Strike. But if he doesn’t smoke then find other clues below.

3. Shouting neon head-turner colours
Just look closely. Maybe he has a shocking pink bracelet? An electric green bag? Bright neon blue socks? If you pass by a guy and there’s a colour shouting back at you then you have the right to suspect if he is gay.

4. Big bags
These days many queens bring an enormous bag. From a spare T-Shirt, undies, socks and some basic toiletries in hoping that they might spend the night somewhere else, or even two nights, or a week or a meaningful long-term relationship in the end. A weekend trip to Bandung or even worse to Bali, the guys will bring the whole 3 ensemble piece of Louis Vuitton enough for two months stay.

5. Gay Anthems
Watch the guys on the dance floor! When a number from Beyonce, Britney, Kylie or Madonna invading the ears, The gay guys will suddenly transform into some pro lip-sync or move their bodies like a cheap erotic dancer. In the past, it would be Gloria Gaynor’s I Will Survive or ABBA’s Dancing Queen. If they are not dancing then maybe follow the next clue.

6. Erecting little finger
Guys who do things with their little finger erected all the time are undoubtably gay. Especially while holding a glass and drinking.

7. Adidas, Nike or D& G swimming trunk
For the gym bunnies and swimming lovers, it’s the chance for the gay guys to show off with big letters shouting out the brands and the colours.

8. Women’s cosmetics
This is a difficult one. But if you have a chance to sneak into his room or his bathroom, search for moisturizing cream. Maybe they have Clinique, Ponds, or L’Oreal.

9.  Lip Gloss
Shining lips in a humid tropical country? Yeah, right! He must be!

10. Narcissistic pics in Friendster or Facebook profile
The new hobby of gay guys is to put some self-taken pics flashing some skin then publish them in their Friendster or Facebook profiles. The discreet ones would put some pics with lots and lots of friends doing silly faces and things. If they have more than 30 applications and including these erotic tests or quizzes, it’s time for you to send them a message and request to be added into their friend’s list.


Posted at 05:10 am by absolut-badalu
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Sunday, March 30, 2008
Thank You For Smoking

Every hangout place you go, you’ll be asked by the hostess whether you want to be seated in the smoking or non smoking section. And usually they will say the word “smoking” first then “non smoking”. It seems like everybody is still adapting to the new healthier environment.

I can be considered a heavy smoker. Most friends said I’m such a bad influence. I light up a ciggie anytime of the day. From waking up to going to sleep. If I can smoke while sleeping then I would have done it too, I guess.

With my reputation high up as a smoker, people thinks I would suffer from long haul flights or dying in a non-smoking environment. As a matter of fact, I’m doing well actually. I didn’t crave for any nicotines when I’m on a plane. But when I know if there is a smoking space and I could sneak out for a puff or two, then for sure you will find me there every other second.

Long time fellow smokers of mine had quit. Then they sound more like a preacher to me in the end. They forgot that they used to smoke loads too. Still, I can understand what they are trying to say.

All respect I do have for non-smokers. I feel more of another kind of minority again. The smokers community has been shrinking and i think that’s good. But I think some establishment should also understand and give a bit of a space to smokers.

Becoming another minority doesn’t hurt anymore. I’m all the worst combo ever found in one person. Gay, no religion, chinese, against stability, non capitalist, and smoker. I try not to bother anyone. And I hope no one would ever bother me in return.

Posted at 05:03 am by absolut-badalu
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