Ribbed & Dotted Is The Way To Go

No I'm not talking about clothes. How does a ribbed shirt or pant looks like anyways? I'm talking about condoms. Remember the one that I bought few months back then? The pretty green first aid kit. Well, finally I gotten around to using it.

The first thing I noticed about this condom is its thick. Thicker than usual compared to the normal none ribbed or dotted ones. So that maybe a downside to the wearer. But I guess it is needed to make the ribs and dots to bulge. Trust me, the reciever will definitely feel the ribs and dots. Enhance satisfaction as they say.

I like the flavour of the lubricant that they use. It tastes like cocoa butter lipgloss from Body Shop. Though since its rough surface, it is advisable to use additional lubricant like KY Jelly or any other water based lubricant. Never ever use a condom without additional lubrication. It hurts!

Friction = Screaming in Pain + Torn condom = Bad news.

Though the length of the condom is shorter than Durex's. I'm not sure but it felt like it. I shall have to measure it next time. But it sure is long enough for average and slightly above average Asians.

Apart from the case looking chic and like a container for compact powder or mints, its got enough space to put more than just three condoms. I always have additional lubricants to go with it. Now that's what I call functionality meets modishness.

So yea. I'm a fan of ribbed & dotted condoms and I love Lovebox condom case.

Getting some tonight? Doesn't hurt to be prepared.

No glove, no love.

You know you love me.
Queer Ranter

Project Trafford

The team at Nuffnang has been a real busy bee of late. First the premier of Made of Honour then this Project Trafford and next Wild 'Live' Party. Project Trafford is a super Top Secret Project that Nuffnang has been cooking up. Read it here. As you can see, its a very hush hush project and not much details are revealed.

Top Secret Project and Uncle Sam wants YOU!

I applied for it. I've got all the time in my hands and I spend most of my time in front of my computer anyways. I suspect I'll be going back to KL next week. Apparently we have to pay our hostel management RM 40 a week if we stay longer. I ain't gonna pay this bloody place. We'll see how things go.

A few days later after the application and bam, I got shortlisted! Awesome-ness! Slendid news indeed! I can't wait to get started assuming I got in. So what is Project Trafford? Well, I'm not at liberty to say (always wanted to say that).

All this is very exciting. Need to tune up on my creative thinking skills for this little project and yes, those selected will be compensated. I like compensations. Good motivation I say and its what's makes the world go round and round.

Stay tune and more will be unveil.

You know you love me.
Queer Ranter

Roaring My Way to Nuffnang Wild ‘Live’ Blogging

This party animal is itching to go partying again and it just so happen that Nuffnang is throwing one, again! Read it here. So very exciting and they sure know how to throw a party. Animal theme eh? How apt. I feel right at home already.

Now let's get to business scoring myself and Queer Ranter a pair of passes for it.

I bet Queer Ranter will choose me as the animal to get those passes but pity he's being a three-toed sloth lazy bum. So I am writing this post. I believe you guys call it guest blogging. So today, I am your guest blogger. Lets see what damage I can do in his blog eh? Heheeh.

Who am I? I'll leave you some clues.

I am furry.
I am famous and was in a few Hollywood movies.
I walk on all four of my paws.
I have appeared in this blog countless times.
I am a nocturnal creature but I sleep round the clock.
I was adopted by Queer Ranter three years ago.
I have a twin and he's with McDave.

That should be enough to reveal my identity.

That's me on the silverscreen with dyed fur.

I am none other than Rat Rat of course!

So why should I win those passes? Its obvious. I'm a party animal like Queer Ranter too except I don't drink. I leave the drinking to him. He can't "groove" if he's got no alcohol in his blood. I can "groove" anywhere at anytime. See me roar on the dancefloor.

I love attending parties and to be seen. Popular figure like me, its mandatory to be seen in the most happening and chic parties.

Nuff said. Send those passes this way please. I'm itching for a party.

You know you love me.
Rat Rat

Alcoholic & Club Junkie

Urgh. I've gotten out of bed and onto my bed like four times already since eight this morning... Something is seriously wrong with my internal clock. Its like, wakes up at eight. Surfs net. Chat. Eats cereal. Yawns. Falls back asleep. Wakes up again at dunno what time. Surfs net. Chat. Yawns. Falls back asleep. Repeat cycle for another two times and you'll have more half of my day gone...

I hate days like these...

Recently before the clubcapades, I was listening to Robyn's Konichiwa Bitches album and I love it. Really good stuff. Little did I know her first track on the album is my favourite clubbing remix! Silly me. I was so intune listening to her Konichiwa Bitches and her other songs.

With Every Heartbeat (Voodoo and Serano Remix). Very catchy tune and totally danceable to. They were playing it when I was in Market Place if I'm not mistaken. Or was it Frangi's? Oh well, I totally love it.

Now where's that bottle of tequila when I need it.

Arrrgh. I'll just have to survive another week or so before I'm back in civilization and I can party like its 1965 and drink like a fish!

You know you love me.
Queer Ranter


Now that uni is almost complete (one more presentation to go), I am waiting for replies from companies which I have applied. So far, none has replied me. Sigh and I'm not the only one too. La Faghag and Slender Faghag too have not gotten any replies from anyone.

I wonder why...

I called up Dream Company I (DC I) just a few moments ago to find out what's the hold up. The guy vaguely remembers me but I do hope I made enough of a good impression for him to actually remember me. So I asked him what's the hold up and he told me he hasn't replied to any applicants from my uni, his mistake. I think he must have forgotten or something.

Thank goodness I called up to check. So I hope he remembers me better now and hope for the good news of a job opening or a second interview. I'll know in a few days he said. Arrrrgh. All this waiting is nerve wracking.

Meanwhile, this Sunday I'll find out my interview results with Not-Really-A-Dream-Company. Hmmm. Most likely I passed the interview. Its too difficult to fail... Though secretly I hope I did not pass it so that I'm scot free of the bond I have with them.

I'm counting on you DC I.

Daddy needs a high paying job for his high maintenance lifestyle.

You know you love me.
Queer Ranter

Breakfast With Azzuro

After eating the food I stocked up for a week, this morning Azzuro brought me out for a proper breakfast meal. Not that I'm displeased with my food. I love my cereals, bread, tuna, peanutbutter and milk but the breakfast was yummy! Nothing like grease and oil to satisfy one's hunger.

This morning's breakfast was in Menglembu morning market. I wasn't too sure what to have so I ordered what Azzuro ordered, Fried Kway Teow. This market is famous for this and the wait for our order was long. Many customers ordered from them too. Very popular. But it was worth the wait. It was really good.

Fried Kway Teow and Yellow Noodle.

Just look at the prawns. So fat and juicy. Very generous of them to give us four pieces of prawns. Mmmm it was fresh too, so the flesh was very springy. The prawns were just superb.

Fried Kway Teow.

I like my fried kway teow with cockles. Even the cockles were huge and they were literally oozing with cockle juice (that sounded wrong...)! Usually the fried kway teow I have, the egg would be all shredded but not this time. It was only partly shredded and the yoke was kept whole and semi raw. So the yoke was kinda oozy, just how I like my eggs. Sunny side up is the way to go.

We also ordered Chee Cheong Fun Ipoh style. Here they put many different sauces to add fragrant and flavour to the bland tasting chee cheong fun. Different sorts of chilly sauces, sesame oil and other sauces. Not forgetting the pickled green chillies. Delicious!

Chee Cheong Fun with Pork Skin.

To complete the chee cheong fun, we ordered it with pork rind cooked in curry on the side. I could live on this for the rest of my life. Yummy.

Now, wouldn't you say that was a stomach full and sinful breakfast?

You know you love me.
Queer Ranter

Fishing My Way To Made Of Honour

With such title for today's post, you can bet your arse Nuffnang is up to something again. Sure enough, its another contest for all Nuffnangers to participate and win big!

What is it this time?

40 winners will get to attend an eight course dinner in JW Marriott KL. The last time I was in JW Marriott for a function was six years ago for my high school graduation. Food was superb and the halls were really grand! Ah those were the days. After the dinner, premier of Made of Honour! Sounds like a fun night.


To participate, you've got to play a fishing game here and post a screenshot of the highest score with the title above. I'm suppose to be studying and not fishing! Sigh. Oh well.

So here's my high score.

Took me ages to get this bloody scores. Now let's see if this is enough to land me a pair of passes.

You know you love me.
Queer Ranter

Season Finale

As my uni days are coming to a close, so are some of the tv series. It is sad but 'tis the season for season finales. Guess I'll just have to hang on to my seat and wait for the next season to come.

You know you love me.

My absolute favourite Gossip Girl aired its season finale at episode 18. It has been an emotional rollercoaster watching this series. You'll hear me scream "OMG~~~" with my hands clasp to my mouth or eye popping out with a resounding "No F-ing Way..." escaping my mouth. I think you'll be more amused watching me watch Gossip Girl with all those dramatic expressions. Yes, I'm such a drama queen and I am a sucker for drama.

I still love my Chuck Bass. He's so hawt even though he's such a player and gets all the girl. But when he's nice, oh I swear, my knees go weak. Even the name is so hawt~~~

Another character that I'm coming to love is Blair Waldorf. This Satan Spawn of a Mean Girl has a kinder side to her. She's a total bitch to those she care to little to get to know and especially bitchy to her rivals. However, if you're her friend, she goes through great length to help.

What are you desperate For?

My all time favourite Desperate Housewives also has come to a season end as well. This time they ended it with a heart warming, everything is rosey in Wisteria Lane even though it was very dramatic towards the end. They did a Lost flash forward portraying the lives of the wives 5 years in the future and there's a big surprise, Gale Harold is joining in the cast for the next season.

I will spank your bottom if you don't know who is Gale Harold.

This is him.

Gale Harold.

Its Brian Kinney from Queer As Folk (QAF). He is going to be someone's new husband it seems. Hmmm. This will take some time to adjust to him kissing woman now... He was so good in QAF. Gave me tonnes of wet dreams. Hmmm...

American Idol.

Behold America! You have chosen your new American Idol! The battle of the Davids has finally come to a conclusion. This is your new American Idol. David Cook! Won by 12 million votes more than David Archuleta.

David Cook.

Congrats to you David Cook. You'll make a superb idol.

My favourite has always been David Archuleta but David Cook has more stage presence and better showmanship than David Archuleta. Well the people have chosen. Now let's see what David Cook's album will be like. Listening to him sing Mariah Carey's Always Be My Baby still gives me the chills.

That's it folks. Till next season.

You know you love me.
Queer Ranter

Embarrassing Moment

So I've been bloggging about my clubbing experiences here and here right? Since then, my head has been replaying scenes from those time. Yes, I'm truly missing it now. I can't even focus to study for my Saturday paper. Those were the best moments in my life.

There was however an unanswered question in my head and the scene kept replaying in my head like those documentaries in Discovery Channel of an airplane crash or like CSI. No, nothing scandalous but it was bugging the hell out of me. Everywhere I go, I kept thinking what happened. What went wrong...

I shall begin with the setting. We were in Market Place, I was dancing on the dance floor with one of the guys and of course I was drunk (duh...). So dancing, dancing, snogging, snogging then suddenly something happened. He fell onto the dance floor. All I remember was me giggling my head off and the crowd made a circle around him saying, "Woooooo~~~".

Well, I gave him a hand and pulled him up. Then we continued dancing and all.

So that scene kept playing in my head. It was bloody annoying. So I asked him what happened. Well the truth of what happened was shocking and embarrassing! I've never been this embarrassed in my life! I laugh my head off whenever I think about what happened.

This was what happened. Apparently, I was rather "excited" or something (I blame the alcohol), I thrusted him with my hips so hard that he lost balance and fell. Wakakakakka. I'm even laughing writing this out!

So so so embarrassing...

No more thrusting on the dance floor then. Thrust only when on stable positions and in the bedroom.

Arrrgh this is so "memalukan~~~" (embarrassing).

You know you love me.
Queer Ranter

The Four Sistas

This post is seriously overdue. Better late then never I guess. My gang and I have been hanging out in Old Town Kopitiam, located behind Tesco. I love coming to this place for two reasons:

Nanyang Memorably.

Heavenly glass of ice coffee.

And The Four Sistas.

No its not a new menu. Its these four guys. Queers that you can spot from a mile. They're like the lighthouse of queerness beckoning us to come and join them. Joined them we did. Next table of course. Nothing saucy or anything. Just innocently hanging out at the next table.

La Four Sistas.

Without fail, they will be there regardless which day of the week it is. I think its their usual, everyday hang out area. Reminds me of Sex & The City. One of them is kinda cute. Cute enough for me to kept staring though all four are very "Chinese". Too "Chinese" for my liking but no harm looking from a far.

Occasionally, I do get to see real cuties but that's rare.

Its funny cause when we're sitting at a table next to them, its so obvious that our two tables kept exchanging glances. Seeing what each other is doing, what we ordered and such. Its good to see and be seen anyways. When we leave, their heads will turn and their eyes will follow like a heat seeking missile. I sure enjoy the attention.

So there, The Four Sistas.

You know you love me.
Queer Ranter

The Six Thirty Bus

As they always say, all good things will come to an end. No truer words to describe my situation. I'm heading back to Notroh Woods after two days of fun, drinking, clubbing and scandalous acts. How I'm going to miss them all and I just got started too. Sigh. Guess it'll have to wait till I come back next month. Just have to hold on for three weeks.

In light of my sudden vanishing act of my this month's allowance, I have resorted to buying groceries and drag it back to campus. I foresee spending countless meals in my room. The things I do to save money eh. But lugging the bag is a nightmare!

Things mommy bought:

A bottle of Ribena
1 kg of Milo
7 cans of tuna
4 carton of Low Fat milk
3 boxes of Post cereals
6 bowls of instant noodles
1 loaf of bread
3 boxes of Campbells instant mushroom soup
1 bottle of Steffi's Delight No Added Sugar Peanut Butter


I know, tonnes of food right? Had to lugged this in my luggage.

Food drop.

Trust me it was filled to the max. My poor Hugo bag.

All nicely arranged.

This should keep me fed till I'm done here. Three weeks or so more to go. Save the money and go clubbing!

You know you love me.
Queer Ranter

Think Of Me

Was chilling and recuperating at home the whole day today. Two days of drinking and clubbing is very tiring. So I was watching American Idol for the whole day. StarWorld was doing a American Idol season marathon which I totally loved. I've not been following the show ever since I got back to campus. Sad I know but that's the situation.

Then something hit me when it was Andrew Lloyd Webber's week.

I dedicate this song to both my exs, La Fashion Designer and McDave whom will forever stay in my heart.

Think of me
think of me fondly, when
we've said goodbye
remember me
once in a while, please
promise me you'll try

When you find,
that once again you long
to take your heart back,
and be free
if you ever find a moment,
spare a thought for me

We never said
our love was evergreen
or as unchanging as the sea...
but if you can still remember,
stop and think of me

Think of all the things
we've shared and seen,
don't think about the things
which might have been

Think of me
think of me waking, silent
and resigned...
imagine me, trying too hard to
put you from my mind...

Recall those days,
look back on all those times,
think of the things
we'll never do...
there will never be a day when
I won't think of you

We never said
our love was evergreen
or as unchanging as the sea...
but please promise me,
that sometimes
you will think of me

You know you love me.
Queer Ranter

Drunk Yet Again...

It is official, I am addicted to clubbing and I'm a drunkard! So where did I go this time? Market Place and boy I love the place! This two story bungalow lot turned into a club with indoor and outdoor chill out spots is just fabulous. They have three bars in different locations to ensure everyone as at most 25 meters away to alcohol. I love alcohol. Not to mention, lots of hawties and eye candies too.

The place was filled by the time it was midnight.

So much for my pledge of not drinking alcohol. Smuggling a bottle of Grey Goose Vodka and Jack Daniels was terribly hard labor and psychologically demanding. A hefty compensation was required. So I helped myself with the fruits of my labor. Two shots of Jack Daniels and two Screwdrivers. Though the Screwdrivers were more like Vodka with a tinge of orange in it. Then a sip of Long Island Tea and sips of I have no idea what from others.

I wasn't drunk until I got onto the dance floor. I was really drunk midway dancing to Mariah Carey's Touch My Body remix. Dancing, feeling the beat, sweating and bodies brushing against each other. It was phenomenal. Again, I could dance but I could barely walk straight.

Went out to take a breather but being drunk made me all hyper like a Duracell bunny. I could hardly sit still. Kept moving to the beat of the music. Then I just dragged anyone I can find down again to the dance floor.

Oh but this time on the dance floor, the dancing gotten raunchy. My shirt mysteriously and consistently being unbuttoned. Truth be told, I didn't mind it even though I don't posses the perfectly sculpted bods like the other hunky patrons. Then I went on a smooching marathon. Not examining everyone's tonsils, just the ones that I was dancing with. Kissing, dancing and groping all at the same time. I'm amazed at my multitasking skills even when I'm under the influence of alcohol.

Mmmm. There was a guy who tasted like grapefruit. Lovely chap.

But it was totally awesome. Even now as I am typing this post, I am itching to go again. I like the feel of dancing in a confined space fill with queers, being sweaty and letting go. Total high. Even got JC to say, "Let's go clubbing once a month!". Once a month is hardly filling for my immense craving for clubbing.

This time, I did get home safely, to my own home that is. Didn't wake up in a stranger's place.

I wanna go clubbing~~~

You know you love me.
Queer Ranter

A Bottle of Tequila Goes A Long Way

Party people, hey, its Friday night! Birthday parties in a club is the best thing ever! Better yet, have it in a queer club! Friday night is queer night in Frangipani! Happy birthday to JL and Adik!

I sure had a blast. Best night ever in my life and its all thanks for a bottle of cheap Tequila. It wasn't good tequila (so I hear) but it did the job. Got me all drunk after five or six shots. I'm not sure. Even though I could barely stand on my own and walk straight, I was grooving on the dance floor. Never felt so good dancing before!

Tequila, lime, shot glasses and salt. Yum!

Its not easy to get me started on the dance floor. I'm usually all about being proper (contrary to popular belief). But with those tequila circulating in my bloodstream, the proper part of me went and died and party animal me surfaced.

The DJ was really good last night. Never heard the tracks that they were playing but it was awesome! The rhythm and the beat were just perfect. Everyone was dancing, I was itching to dance and kept dragging the group to join in the fun.

I had the best dance with a crush, K. I've met him once before that and he's just so adorable. Very sociable but just so adorable. Great dancing partner. I really hope to meet him again. I kinda really like him. Just something about him that attracted me to him. Didn't get to talk much with him. Even though I was still able to have coherent conversations, I actually had no idea what to talk to him about!

Though, I didn't make such a good impression last night (I had other agenda in mind). I was flirting with V, a guy I knew and have planned to met with him in Frangi's. He comes by the dance floor every now and then and let's just say it all seemed very slutty of me. So I was hopping in between dancing with K and dancing with V. Not very nice, I know.

With Adik knocked out cold, people leaving and the club closing, we sat down for awhile to catch out breath. Chat for awhile and stuff then headed back home. I on the other hand didn't go back home. I was over at V's place.

It was a fun and wild night indeed.

You know you love me.
Queer Ranter

I'm Home Again

I'm home once again. Safe and sound. Oddly, not as tired as I thought I would be. I was quite pleased with my seat. I sat at three seater part of the bus. Its interesting. The first half of the bus is a four seater and the other half is a three seater (this is new to me considering that I've not sat in a bus in ages!). So it was nice with no one bothering me on the side. Though I wish that I had more leg room.

The trip however, felt like it took ages to reach KL. I think the bus was moving at 80 km/h unlike what I'm used to. La Faghag drives like a madman (kidding) at speeds of 120 km/h straight. That why we can arrive in about three hours. The bus took four hours to reach!

Didn't do much while I was on the bus. Four hours of semi boredom, semi awake state, semi reading, listening to my PSP and full time staring at the moon and the landscape. I love traveling in the night. Staring out of the bus looking at lights of buildings beyond the trees along the highway that are otherwise hidden in the day time.

Looking at the moon gives some sort of mystic and tranquil feeling. I remember a saying, something like, "When I think of you, I look at the moon hoping that you too will look at the moon when you think of me.". Well if anyone know the correct version, do tell me.

Carl Hiaasen - Basket Case

Oh and I'm reading a new book that La Faghag passed me. Carl Hiaasen - Basket Case. One word to describe this book. HILARIOUS! After reading a few pages of it, I'm a fan of his work. Its about his basket case of a journalist trying to make his big break and pull himself out of the dump position of writing obituary column when writing the obituary for a sudden suspicious death of a superstar. Very interesting and very funny. I think I might just get his other books using the Borders Gift Card.

I'm so glad my reading habit has picked up pace. The amount of good books I was missing while I was on a reading break. I love love love reading good books. Spend countless hours reading and reading. Hmmm...

Well its good to be back home again. I really like my apartment, though it could use tonnes of renovating before it becomes my perfect home. I'm already dreaming of the perfect room. I'll blog that out in the future. I can't wait to get started with my room. Now all I need is money and many trips down to IKEA. Heheheh.

You know you love me.
Queer Ranter

Flying First Class

I'm flying first class,
Up in the sky,
Popping champagne,
Living the life.

Well not quite. I wish but it'll remain as an unfulfilled wish for now. I'm going back tomorrow. Back to civilization where I truely belong but no money to truely enjoy the life of the rich, glamorous and famous. None the less, I'm happy to be heading back home.

For the first time in many many years, I'm taking the bus (you may gasp for Queer Ranter is taking public transportation, the bus). La Faghag decided she should be a "good" grand daughter and visit her grannies instead of going back to KL. Bah. As a result (I keep typing reslut...), I have to take the bus.

I dislike taking the bus. Almost detesting it if its not for the fact that I don't own a car. Three hours of uncomfortable ride down to KL. Shall stock up on entertainment in my PSP and get another book off La Faghag. I just finished The Catcher in The Rye (I love the book).

Finally this time, its going to be a relaxed trip down to KL. Usually it'll be a super short and super packed weekend. This time I'll just hang around longer, chill in my room (more like a cave actually), go meet up friends, catch up on PT Foundation and watch TV! I miss my TV surprisingly. Ah and a birthday party to attend to! I love parties.

But most importantly, I need to get grocery to feed me till the end of this month. I'm broke. Like real broke. I was a little spendthrift this month though I don't see how I was being spendthrift. I didn't buy new clothes or anything. Didn't shop much either. Sigh.

So I shall haul a huge bag full of food back.

I'm thinking of getting bread, countless cans of tuna, noodles, cereals, cartons of Low Fat milk, Milo and whatever else I might crave. Oh yes, a bottle of Ribena. I love my Ribena. That should last me for two weeks or so I think. Oddly enough, I'm feeling the pinch in the increase in price of white rice...

I will survive!

Now, back to studying~~~

You know you love me.
Queer Ranter

I Feel A Lot Like This

Study, study and study... All this studying making me feel all, meh-ish. I wanna party! I wanna get laid! As I keep rambling to Sam, "I'm single, loveless and sexless... Sad...". Hehehehe.

Anyhow, Rat rat will tell describe how I feel (not so much me but him).

A picture is worth a thousand words after all.


He poses so well.

*scratch scratch Rat rat's chin


One of his ear is bigger than the other?!

Well if you're guessing what I'm reading, its Operations Management. Is actually quite interesting especially case studies on big company. How they run their operations and such. Very interesting. I shall be a good manager in the future. Hehehe.

Meh. Exam. Meh...

Pretty please?

Back to studying then.

You know you love me.
Queer Ranter

What Is Your Song?

When La Faghag heard of this meme that I have to do, she was laughing her head off and said, "You are so screwed man...". Thanks for the vote of confidence love. Love you too. Well she was reffering to my limited repertoire when it comes to music knowledge.

Oh and thanks to Crazy Sam for the tag.

Rules of the tag: Various situations are given. You have to come up with a song (or a couple) that aptly describe those situations in YOUR life.

Opening Credits

They say the eyes are window to the soul. I say music is the window to the soul. Play it on your speakerphone and show the world who you truely are.

Kylie Minogue - Speakerphone

Waking Up

Everyday I wake up to the morning sun, wondering what will I do. The possibilities are endless. Que Sera Sera, whatever will be will be indeed.

Pink Martini - Que Sera Sera

Average Day

Everyday is a happy day and a happy day is a rainy day. Sitting down by the window and enjoying the view. Let's sing in the rain like we do when we were kids. Just singing in the rain, what a glorious feeling, I'm happy again.

Jamie Cullum - Singing In The Rain

First Date

My first date wasn't quite where I dremt it would be. Always had a thing for little French Cafes. None the less, that never stopped me from dreaming it.

Paris Combo - Fibre de Verre

Falling in Love

I remember what's it like to fall in love eventhough it seems like a distant past. The feeling of falling in love someone to be with. No one, no one, no one. Can get in the way of what I'm feeling. Come what may...

Alicia Keys - No One

Moulin Rouge OST - Come What May

Love Scene

There's something about candle lit dimmed room that brings out the feeling of romance, love and lust. I kiss you on the lips and take a moment to look at you. Look at your face, look into your eyes and I see the look of love.

Diana Krall - The Look Of Love

Fight Scene

Fights are fascinating to spectate especially between lovers. Look pass the anger and the rage and you'll see the undying love and the passion for each other.

Juno Reactor - Teahouse

Breaking Up

I think of McDave when I listen to this song. The good times and the break-ups. I love him so much but as fate would have it, we weren't meant to be with each other. He's such a beautiful disaster.

Kelly Clarson - Beautiful Disaster

Getting Back Together

I was madly in love with McDave. So much so, I asked for a second chance to give the relationship another try when it was first called off. The pebbles forgive me, the trees forgive me so why can't you forgive me?

Juno OST - Anyone Else But You

Secret Love

Two people secretly in love with each other but both timid to make the first move. So they waltz around each other, singing to each other love songs while stealing every accidental glances.

Jay Chou - Wu Ding

Life's Okay

If life is translated into flavours, then its a buffet of all the world's cuisine. Embrace the sweet, the salty, the sour and the bitter of life. Cause it's a bittersweet symphony, its life.

The Verve - Bittersweet Symphony

Mental Breakdown

Everyone has his dark moments and me included. It is a very dark and brooding place to be. Sweeney's waiting. I want you bleeders.

Sweeney Todd OST - Epiphany


I don't have a car to speak of but I do fancy driving. I dream of speeding along the highway in my Mini Cooper but for now, I'll settle with La Faghag's ride. I need a faster car...

Keith Urban - Faster Car

Learning a Lesson

Everyone is always in such a rush. How are we to learn all there's to learn if we don't slow down and take a look around? Easy now, hush love hush, don't distress yourself what's your rush? keep your thoughts nice and lush, wait.

Sweeney Todd OST - Wait

Deep Thought

Gazing into blank space, drifting about on the strong currents of deep thoughts, randomly without destination. But nothing in the world is random. Just as random as the notes in scores of a music piece. Observe how a pianist makes sense of it all when he presses the keys on his piano.

Christopher Peacock - Canon In D


I think of my previous lovers from time to time. Think of the happy times we spent together. The good memories we forged. Always when I look back and there you'll be.

Faith Hill - There You'll Be


Dancing on the dancefloor, releasing my inhibitions and be free. Nothing else mattered. Its only me, the music and you. Slow down and dance with me, yea, slow. Skip a beat and move with my body, yea, slow.

Kylie Minogue - Slow

Happy Dance

Let's take the dancing up a notch. Forget everything and enjoy the rhythm. Listen to the saxophone. Follow me, and let's go, to the place where we belong and leave our troubles at home.

Alex Gaudino - Destination Calabria


I have had my fair share of regrets. Things I wish I could have done differently but its now it remains as memories. It is too late to do anything now. Oh, nobody's ever gonna love me like she (he) loved me.

Keith Urban - Stupid Boy

Long Night Alone

As I prepare myself to go to bed, the coolness and the quiteness of the night creep in. Something is terribly missing. The warmth of your body, the scent that is you and the sound of your beating heart. So I lay in bed, alone, and wait for dreamland to come.

你不再 当我最需要爱 你却不在。

Wang Lee Hom - Ni Bu Zhai

Death Scene

Death is the final destination for all. Everyday, we play a game of hide and seek with Death but sooner or later, he'll catch you. Dust to dust they say.

Imogen Heap - Hide and Seek

Closing Credits

Here we are, at the end of this meme. I have shown you bits and pieces of my soul through the music which you've listened to. The naked me.

Madonna - Time Stood Still

I'm pretty sure the whole universe is against me studying for my exams! Bloody hell, don't I get a moment of peace trying to study? Oh well, now that its done I'll just have to make up for that lost time I spent for this meme.

One good thing came out from this though, now my ITune is all pretty and neat with all my albums properly labeled and sorted. Nice! And I truely enjoyed writing this post and I hope you enjoyed reading and listening to it too.

And now tagged, you're it time.

Shira Chan
The Ugly Submarine
Li Tim Koh

You know you love me.
Queer Ranter

Super Short Meme

Look at this meme. Probably the shortest meme ever though quite amusing I must say. I found it here. So this is what you're suppose to do.

Pick up the nearest book (at least 123 pages).
Turn to page 123.
Find the 5th sentence.
Post the 5th sentence.
Tag 5 people.

So here's mine from The Catcher in The Rye.

In a way, it was sort of depressing, too, because you kept wondering what the hell would happen to all of them.


You know you love me.
Queer Ranter

Temptation Looms

From the title, you've guessed it. I am slacking again. Well I did get some studying done while slacking. So that's good yes? Come on, show me some love here will yea.

So what is it this time?

Its not another book that's for sure. I've yet to finish The Catcher in The Rye. Give me another week I reckon. I hope La Faghag has other books for me to read that's not in crumby (oh I just love the word) condition.

I bring you, Scramble! The online Facebook version of Boggle! Its really addictive like a drug! I love playing it with my friends byt as ou can see by the score, I SUCK! Dem it. I don't know how people can get double my scores everytime!

Its like a drug~~~

I feel dumb...

But its so fun~~~

Will you Scramble with me?

Arrrrgh must study...

You know you love me.
Queer Ranter

To Read Or Not To Read?

I can't focus on anything these days. Well fine, I can't focus on studying to be specific. But you can't blame me for that. I'm as much the victim here as La Faghag, spending all her time sorting out her MP3 instead of studying while Slender Faghag's out walking to the ends of the earth. She and her random sudden urges.

See poor us.

Victims to choose which of the not quite equally important (but the others sure are more entertaining) tasks to do.

How I wish Rat Rat can sit for the exam for me.

So what's distracting me from studying for my paper starting Monday?

I'll give you three guesses.

Well I posted about it few days back...

No its not porn (though I do take occasional "breaks" for that).

No not chatting online (I can multitask that).

No its not the endless marathon of tv series or movies.

Give up?

Its this crumby book (see I've even learnt a new word, crumby).

The crumby yet absorbing book.

I'm about halfway through with the book and I absolutely love it. It is as what Calvin wrote. The story thus far that I can tell is, Holden Caulfield just got kick out of Pensey Prep and starts his adventure in New York City.

Very honest and teenage angst. The author doesn't censor the character's train of thoughts. Its raw and unfiltered which somehow I like. We are so used to filtering our thoughts before we speak but this non-filtering is so refreshing.

It doesn't make Caulfield a bitchy person but more of a forward, honest and no reservations sort of person. He describes the people he encountered for the kind of people they are (lots of phony people it seems) and the things they do that gets to him.

I really am enjoying the book. Such a splendid read.

I should get back to studying...

You know you love me.
Queer Ranter

Craving, Yet Again

Yes, the pregnant me with all those weird cravings are acting up again... Seriously, sometimes I feel I'm more pregnant than a pregnant woman going through her third trimester. Minus the heartburn radiating to my kneecaps (I've got to stop watching Juno!) or nauseating morning sickness.

So here's my latest craving Néstle Milo Chocolate Malt! Yummy! I know, I know. Usually people crave for something less common than this but I didn't have Milo in my room and I wanted some. Ergo through my infallible illogical logical deductions, it becomes a craving.

Don't argue with a pseudo pregnant queer.

Scoundrel Rat rat and his little grey friend accomplice attempting to steal my precious Milo!

The thing I like about Milo is, there are many ways of preparing it. You can have it with just Milo, hot, cold or mix it with something else. Something so simple yet versatile and divine to drink.

Usually, Milo is mixed with condensed milk (they are very generous when it comes to condensed milk...) and hot water. Ice is optional if you want it cold. This is nice but I hate it cause its too bloody sweet! Enough to give you diabetes with a sip.

If you feel like having something chocolate yet also want something with coffee, you can order Neslo! Nescafé and Milo. Two in one! It is yummy too. Just enough coffee for the flavour but not enough to keep me up the whole night. This is a lovely combo.

I like mine as they call it here in mamak, "Milo 'O' Kau" (Milo without condensed milk and strong). Though I prefer to make it myself. I half a cup Milo and add hot water. Super concentrated chocolate malt. Yum! My small packet of Milo is going to run out within a week!

Do you Milo?

You know you love me.
Queer Ranter

Will Do Anything For Food

This is ridiculous! First it was wheat price that skyrocketed and now the price of rice?! Geeez, things are really spinning out of control now with the food shortage crisis. And us students will have to suffer for it.

Seriously, RM 500 a month is so not ENOUGH! Well for me that is. I'm high maintenance. I have friends who's birthdays are around the corner, I have my monthly Cherry visits, fabulous clothes to buy and the list just goes on and on.

And now I have to worry about price of rice!?

Its just absurd!

I saw a guy who's plate was filled with a mountain of rice with a piece of miserable fried chicken. That costed RM 3?! Crazy... Price of rice is really expensive. I was more worried about the calorie count more than anything... Such a huge mountain of rice is enough to feed a family of five.

1 buck for white rice?!

Oddly enough, the increase price of rice doesn't affect me. I don't take much rice anyways. Instead, I fill my polystyrene packs with loads of vege and some meat. I don't know how people can just eat so much rice with no vege and so little meat. Its about the same price as the dude who bought the mountain of rice with a miserable piece of chicken.

I love my vege.

You know you love me.
Queer Ranter

Why Study?

I am suppose to be studying for my exams which are in a week time but guess what I'm doing instead. I'm catching up on my storybooks. Kekekek. Hardly the recommended textbook for my course but sure hell, it is way more interesting and engaging than those boring dry academic text...

Anyhow, I've been busying myself with Harry Potter 7. Not the latest book I know but I've only just gotten around to reading it. I had several books lined up before this you see. His Dark Materials Trilogy and The Velvet Rage (highly recommended read for every queer).

Its so lovely to spend the whole day reading storybooks until three or four in the morning. Though there's one annoying thing about me, I wake up at about 945 in the morning everyday regardless what time I slept... So semi bloodshot eyes are a common thing these days. Oh how un-fabulous.

I'm actually a little sad that I've finished Harry Potter 7. No more adventures of Harry Potter~~~ No more Hogwarts~~~ Oh so sad. I must say, I really love the last book. It was well written, absorbing and such a page turner. As much as I would love to finish the book in mere hours, I can't. It seems that my eyes can stand staring into a monitor longer than staring into books. But I am happy that I finally finished it.

This is my next reading assignment.

Whatever happened to this book?!

Scary looking book don't you think? La Faghag passed it to me and my first thought was, "Did this book went through a Golden Shower Orgy?!" (why was I not invited?!). So long as I have a book to read.

Amazingly, I have no idea what this book is about neither have I watched the movie. Yey a mystery book.

What are you reading today?

You know you love me.
Queer Ranter

Grown Apart

It is finally over between me and McDave. We agreed to call it off as the relationship was heading to an inevitable halt. We had it coming as time went by and we slowly grew apart from each other. Things weren't how they were when we first started but there's no regrets.

It was a clean break. We did not argue or had a row with each other. Both of us consented that it was the best thing to do. Walk our separate ways while it was still good. We were just shy of two months for it to reach two years. Well its not how long we spent together. Its what we made out of it.

With that chapter of my life closed, a new one opens. I wonder what the new chapter will be like.

You know you love me.
Queer Ranter

Five Years Ago

Exactly five years ago, I took my first step into Notroh Woods. I still remember my impression of this place. Exact words, "Holy fuck. Where the fuck is this place!". It surely wasn't like how Harry Potter boarding the Hogwarts Express from Platform 9 3/4 to Hogwarts.

Never liked this place. Never will.

I survived this bloody place and about to graduate soon. As days go by the things that stand in between me and graduation slowly melt away. Now I have three exam papers, a thesis presentation and thesis report to complete before I'm really out of here!

So there goes my five years of youth. Sacrificed to this forsaken place to gain knowledge. Truth be told, its a pathetic bargain... But all is done and I guess the compensation would be the friends I've made along the way along with tonnes of memories and unexpected encounters.

I think I would turn out very much differently if I were to study elsewhere.

You know you love me.
Queer Ranter

It Was Fun Till...

Well it was more the opposite of "it was fun till..." for me. La Faghag, roommie and I were out watching Ironman (which I totally love). Then as the night progressed, I was itching to play pool but circumstances made us settle with clubbing. I wasn't in the mood for clubbing so I just sat and drank my glass of beer while La Faghag was dancing away to the music.

At around 2330, a strange, pious looking woman in wearing a headscarf walked in and approached the bartender and more people dressed way too slackly for clubbing came in. One of the men told the DJ to turn down the music while the rest sealed the exits. Then we realised, it was a police raid! My first too.

They took everyone's identity card and we thought perhaps they wanted to look out for underage kids. But then it was taking very long and they were recording details from our identity card. They started unpacking something from a box and setting up something on one of the tables. We had no idea what they were doing but this whole "operation" made me all excited.

Police setting up mobile test kits.

Once they were done setting up, they called up names and that's when we knew what was going on. Drug test! They gave us each a bottle and asked us to piss into it. I don't know why but I find this whole ordeal very amusing. At the same time, I was very eager to piss into the bottle. Weird, I know (signs of watersports?).

I wonder if we have the right to decline the test.

A bottle full of piss.

So piss into the bottle I did. Had to be sneaky to take the photo of the bottle. Gave the dude my bottle and we waited. The policemen kept flashing white light onto the bottle to look for discolouration. Its funny to see a bunch of people obsessing over bottle filled with piss.

But alas, no one in the club failed the test. Dem. I was half hoping that mine would give a false positive and then there'll be some sort drama.

We got branded...

See kids, don't do drugs while clubbing. Do it at home or don't do it at all.

You know you love me.
Queer Ranter