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Having HIV?

Love Box

I used to buy a lot of condoms.

No, I do not use them. Well, maybe once or twice, but very seldom.

Con­doms to me are nev­er a mix. I dis­like the smell, I dis­like the ‘action’ of hav­ing to take off the con­dom after a good fuck. Most peo­ple would want to just rest after a good 3 hours of bed­ding ses­sion, I would appre­ci­ate that too.

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The problems

Sleep­less­ness, that is what I can use to describe myself.

I would want to blame it on the dif­fer­ent time zones, they call it jet lagged. Yes, I have been liv­ing on a jet set­ter’s lifestyle since late Novem­ber. It was fun, to be able to trav­el all around, meet­ing dif­fer­ent peo­ple before I start myself in Uni in May.

But that is not the point, the point is, I want­ed to stay away from my home in Kuala Lumpur. I had want­ed to do this for a very long time, try­ing to see if I could for­get the boy. The truth is, I can’t. On the boy’s birth­day last year, while I was in Brazil, I gave the boy a call to wish him a hap­py birth­day. I mean, it would only be appro­pri­ate if I do that, at least, I thought it that way.

Not only was I wrong about the whole thing, I still end­ed up cry­ing at night, hug­ging a pil­low, that I was well aware that it would not hug me back.

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The reminder

Remem­ber that time when I was blog­ging about the Canon Pho­tomarathon?

Well. when­ev­er I look at the pic­tures of the boy, it always reminds me of how adorable the guy is.

boy with hat

True that I did not approach the boy, I was with two oth­er friends that time, and it was rather not polite to be ditch­ing them and went on for some­thing else.

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Canon Photomarathon Asia

Canon Photomarathon Logo

When I was pre­sent­ed with the con­test page, I was vir­tu­al­ly jump­ing on my chair.

To me, it was a license to stalk, it was a fun filled morning/afternoon.

They say a pic­ture is bet­ter than a thou­sand words. I will let the pic­ture do the talking.

Boy

I think I spot­ted some­one cuter than the Mela­ka boy, albeit a lit­tle younger. Then again, it was a eye candy.

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