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
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.
