Loving this pic of the New Male Supermodels from Hercules Magazine. Reminds me of the old pic they had with the female Supermodels like Naomi, Kate etc in the good ol' days.Totally lurve it. SO HAWT!!!
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Monday, February 23, 2009
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Luke & Noah's Story - ATWT - Part 267
So one gay guy is dead. One less gay cast. *boooo*
I feel for Casey. Bumping into the love of his life all the time and being bummed out. I know how it is to be distracted...
Luke so all over the shop. Noah's always cool and collected. Lurve Noah!!!
"Don't do anything dumb!" right-on Noah! "I love you!" Ok...now I'm officially jealous. *booo*
So one gay guy is dead. One less gay cast. *boooo*
I feel for Casey. Bumping into the love of his life all the time and being bummed out. I know how it is to be distracted...
Luke so all over the shop. Noah's always cool and collected. Lurve Noah!!!
"Don't do anything dumb!" right-on Noah! "I love you!" Ok...now I'm officially jealous. *booo*
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
So I've managed to move around my schedules so that I can catch up with all the good films that are showing at this years Mardi Gras Gay Film Festival. And I've chosen a winner (thank God) for my first film which is Were the World Mine. In a nutshell, it's based around Timothy, a high school castaway, mocked by his jock classmates for being gay. He manages to turn things around by auditioning for a the annual play which is Midsummer's Night Dream by Shakespeare. Yadda yadda yadda, he manages to find a magic Love Potion in the book which eventuates into a purple flower. The magic of the flower, is that once you've been squirted by it's magic juice, you'll turn gay. Hence, Timothy uses it for his glory and turns the whole town gay, including the love-of-his-life jock boy Jonathan. Noice Kimmy!When the movie started I got so excited because I thought, "OMG, this is like the gay version of High School Musical!" lolz
All I could think about was Justin.
Besides the main star Tanner Cohen (who plays Timothy and was cute enough to make me to purchase the movie ticket), I really couldn't keep my eye off Nathaniel David Becker (playing jock boy Jonathan). Isn't he a dreamboat??? All I could think of was, "Man, look at those abs and thin waist and oh so supple white skin!!! Yum!" He kinda reminds me of that red head dude from Ugly Betty who plays her boss. But yummier because he kisses boys here.hahaha His got a nice voice too and I can't wait to see him again in other films.I hate to say this, but deep inside, I really picked to watch this movie because I wanted to get into the heads of High School boys and what they go through. Just so that I can understand Justin a bit more.
In an interview with Nathan, he says, What did he like about playing Jonathan? “Anyone who represses emotions, or a feeling, is a very interesting character. He fits in so well on the outside and on the inside he’s such an outsider — or so he feels — and that’s what drew me to Jonathan.”
I wonder if Justin is anything like that. Fuck, I can't stop thinking about him. I wish I could read minds and just pick his brain!
Watch some Youtube stuff:
The Trailer
An interview in Miami with the main cast
Interview with the director in Japan
Monday, February 16, 2009
This is the 2nd day since the "Valentine-Justin-Shut-Down" incident and I seem fine. Hmmm...each day seems to get better. Maybe it's not as bad as I thought?
The sun is finally shining. Maybe that's a good sign? Plus I dreamt of water and river (methinks) last night. That's supposed to be good signs.
I wonder how he's holding up. He's pretty courageous to comfront me. I wonder if he thinks about me or whatever happened when he's bored at school? Hmmm...
The sun is finally shining. Maybe that's a good sign? Plus I dreamt of water and river (methinks) last night. That's supposed to be good signs.
I wonder how he's holding up. He's pretty courageous to comfront me. I wonder if he thinks about me or whatever happened when he's bored at school? Hmmm...
Sunday, February 15, 2009
*bummer*
I was hanging out with Ness today because it was such a DVD day, it's my day-off and the weather sucked. So I came over for some pizza and maybe a LOTR marathon.
Then we got talking about her Valentine's night which I dogged and she started telling me about the pubs they went to and the Irish boy that tried to pick her up at PJ's. Guess what his name is??? Of course it's Justin. Of all the names in the world...it'd be that.
And during the course of the evening, she mentioned his name 14 times. Thank you! Thank you very much. And here I am trying to distract myself from thinking about him.
Fuck.
I was hanging out with Ness today because it was such a DVD day, it's my day-off and the weather sucked. So I came over for some pizza and maybe a LOTR marathon.
Then we got talking about her Valentine's night which I dogged and she started telling me about the pubs they went to and the Irish boy that tried to pick her up at PJ's. Guess what his name is??? Of course it's Justin. Of all the names in the world...it'd be that.
And during the course of the evening, she mentioned his name 14 times. Thank you! Thank you very much. And here I am trying to distract myself from thinking about him.
Fuck.
Saturday, February 14, 2009
Thursday, February 12, 2009
I'm feeling a lot melancholy. It's kinda wet outside and Mum and I have just seen "In the Land of Women" again. Adam Brody is sooo cool. And I think I'm going to use the word 'phenomenal' in replacement to 'awesome' from now on. 'Awesome' has become overused. I was actually teaching that to a French guy who came by at work today whose English is kinda bad.
Whilst watching the movie, I was also reading Notebook magazine, just 'coz I've already seen the movie. There was a page where they were showcasing how to cook and bake nectarines, peaches and the lot. Very summer fruits. And the first page had a fruit pie. (maybe with peaches?) Yum! Then I remembered 'Pushing Daisies' and how the dude there makes so much awesome pies. And I thought, I want to find awesome pie places in Sydney. Just like that. Then I can munch on them and gobble them up.
Then I thought of Wilson. Not in that way. Just 'coz we're becoming good friends. Good enough friends to start a bromance. And I wanted to text him. Tell him that we should hang out again and find a really cool pie place and have coffee. Except he doesn't drink coffee. But then again I didn't want to text him anymore. Just 'coz I text him too much and I don't want to come off the wrong way. He was telling me the other day how he was checking his phone and re-read all his messages and I think he mentioned that 90% of his text messages was from me. Whoops! Stalker. Yuk! Well at least he kept all my messages.
And I realised there and then that that's me calling out. Me wanting to share myself. Not so much blabber on the phone, but just share myself. I mean I hate talking about myself, but I love sharing my thoughts. And I've become very good at that. Through texting. I've become an avid texter!!! Is anything wrong with that? Not that anyone really reads this blog. Just sharing myself here is enough I guess.
Oh BTW, I think I should really end it with Justin. Not that there's anything going on between us. But I called the florist that I usually call to send him flowers. And I wanted to send him flowers for Valentines Day. Of course. And all was going well. I even went to the bank and put money on my credit card just to make sure all goes well. And the lady on the other end knew about me. My feelings for Justin and all that jazz. Until...
Until she called me back this afternoon telling me about her husbands note to her. That the last time they delivered flowers to him, he told them not to come anymore. That when someone orders flowers for him, that they should just throw the flowers out. That's pretty sad dude. It kinda broke my heart. *tear* And I pondered about that a lot on the train home. That either he doesn't like flowers or just doesn't want anything to do with me. Ever!
That hurts dude.
And I thought, well I don't even know if he knows that it's me? Because for the last month or two we haven't spoken. Not a decent conversation during the last months. And he looked like he was disgusted with me. For flowers? What the Fuck!? He should be so lucky. That someone even thought to be romantic and show him all this love.
Do you think my love is wasted? Because I want to share myself and heck, I'm not a bad catch. Like seriously.
And so I got to thinking why I'm so hung up on this guy. Why oh why I cannot move forward. Why can't I just pick myself up and hook myself to someone else? Someone better. Someone who wold love me back and appreciate me for who I am. And the answer is...
Because stupid cupid has shot his arrow. Fuck! On me! Double fuck!
I'm so screwed.
I was reading this article on Notebook by this woman author who loves writing about romance. And there was a question about what romance is? And it's true what she said. That it's different for everyone. It is. And then she goes on about how she loves writing about moments. Like how this super cool dude in a tie and a suit washed the dog of the woman he liked and never took his suit off. Even if it was getting wet and full of suds. And that was a moment. How it defined 'Love' in a such a small way, but those are the lasting memories. One's that makes you gush and blush and have warm fuzzy feelings.
My warm and fuzzy feeling with Justin was when I was cleaning the coffee machine once and he had his back on me. Then he kept turning around and looking at me and I kept wondering what he was doing. And then he leaped and came across me and said, "I don't know what I'd do if you weren't here!" Then my heart skipped a beat, the arrow in my heart dug deeper and I fell in love even more. I mean who says that to a person???
So now, after watching "In the Land of Women" with my Mum, and I'm feeling all melancholy, I was thinking, the florist was just a small hurdle. That if my love for Justin is bigger than my heart, then I should make the effort and drive to Justin's house by the morning and drop a bunch or roses whether he liked it or not.
Persistence goes a long way!!!
Whilst watching the movie, I was also reading Notebook magazine, just 'coz I've already seen the movie. There was a page where they were showcasing how to cook and bake nectarines, peaches and the lot. Very summer fruits. And the first page had a fruit pie. (maybe with peaches?) Yum! Then I remembered 'Pushing Daisies' and how the dude there makes so much awesome pies. And I thought, I want to find awesome pie places in Sydney. Just like that. Then I can munch on them and gobble them up.
Then I thought of Wilson. Not in that way. Just 'coz we're becoming good friends. Good enough friends to start a bromance. And I wanted to text him. Tell him that we should hang out again and find a really cool pie place and have coffee. Except he doesn't drink coffee. But then again I didn't want to text him anymore. Just 'coz I text him too much and I don't want to come off the wrong way. He was telling me the other day how he was checking his phone and re-read all his messages and I think he mentioned that 90% of his text messages was from me. Whoops! Stalker. Yuk! Well at least he kept all my messages.
And I realised there and then that that's me calling out. Me wanting to share myself. Not so much blabber on the phone, but just share myself. I mean I hate talking about myself, but I love sharing my thoughts. And I've become very good at that. Through texting. I've become an avid texter!!! Is anything wrong with that? Not that anyone really reads this blog. Just sharing myself here is enough I guess.
Oh BTW, I think I should really end it with Justin. Not that there's anything going on between us. But I called the florist that I usually call to send him flowers. And I wanted to send him flowers for Valentines Day. Of course. And all was going well. I even went to the bank and put money on my credit card just to make sure all goes well. And the lady on the other end knew about me. My feelings for Justin and all that jazz. Until...
Until she called me back this afternoon telling me about her husbands note to her. That the last time they delivered flowers to him, he told them not to come anymore. That when someone orders flowers for him, that they should just throw the flowers out. That's pretty sad dude. It kinda broke my heart. *tear* And I pondered about that a lot on the train home. That either he doesn't like flowers or just doesn't want anything to do with me. Ever!
That hurts dude.
And I thought, well I don't even know if he knows that it's me? Because for the last month or two we haven't spoken. Not a decent conversation during the last months. And he looked like he was disgusted with me. For flowers? What the Fuck!? He should be so lucky. That someone even thought to be romantic and show him all this love.
Do you think my love is wasted? Because I want to share myself and heck, I'm not a bad catch. Like seriously.
And so I got to thinking why I'm so hung up on this guy. Why oh why I cannot move forward. Why can't I just pick myself up and hook myself to someone else? Someone better. Someone who wold love me back and appreciate me for who I am. And the answer is...
Because stupid cupid has shot his arrow. Fuck! On me! Double fuck!
I'm so screwed.
I was reading this article on Notebook by this woman author who loves writing about romance. And there was a question about what romance is? And it's true what she said. That it's different for everyone. It is. And then she goes on about how she loves writing about moments. Like how this super cool dude in a tie and a suit washed the dog of the woman he liked and never took his suit off. Even if it was getting wet and full of suds. And that was a moment. How it defined 'Love' in a such a small way, but those are the lasting memories. One's that makes you gush and blush and have warm fuzzy feelings.
My warm and fuzzy feeling with Justin was when I was cleaning the coffee machine once and he had his back on me. Then he kept turning around and looking at me and I kept wondering what he was doing. And then he leaped and came across me and said, "I don't know what I'd do if you weren't here!" Then my heart skipped a beat, the arrow in my heart dug deeper and I fell in love even more. I mean who says that to a person???
So now, after watching "In the Land of Women" with my Mum, and I'm feeling all melancholy, I was thinking, the florist was just a small hurdle. That if my love for Justin is bigger than my heart, then I should make the effort and drive to Justin's house by the morning and drop a bunch or roses whether he liked it or not.
Persistence goes a long way!!!
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
I lurve butt cracks!!! (on hot men!) I really do.Seems like Armani Exchange knows just how much I lurve it and so they've done it in their new campaign! Yay!
The model in black is so so cute. Actually they're really both cute, except shaven guys are getting so cliche. Give me that guy in black anytime!!!
I saw him again! (and I don't know if I should be seeing this as a sign?)But remember that hot Latino boy I blogged about whom I saw on the train and was doing all these body-touching-stuff-on-a-hot-summers-day that was driving me nuts...well this is the third time I saw him. (the second was during the tennis match at Circular Quay).
He passed right by me yesterday on the way home wearing his tight red jeans and having a smoke. Such a rebel. And hawt...
I wish I said "Hi!" He lives like two minutes away from me ferkrisesake! God grant me the strenght!
Sunday, February 8, 2009
Justin's last day at work.
I couldn't bring myself to come and see him off. I'd rather it be like this and have me something to look forward to in the future.
And accidental bump on the plane. Running to each other on the train carrying his blonde little boy. Grabbing coffee at the same Starbucks. Hopping on the same ferry towards the island of Santorini in Greece.
I dunno. Something.
Instead I'm out with a straigh half-Russian half-Colombian boy who can't stop talking about his latest crush on a beautiful Swedish girl. His a fun date though.
I couldn't bring myself to come and see him off. I'd rather it be like this and have me something to look forward to in the future.
And accidental bump on the plane. Running to each other on the train carrying his blonde little boy. Grabbing coffee at the same Starbucks. Hopping on the same ferry towards the island of Santorini in Greece.
I dunno. Something.
Instead I'm out with a straigh half-Russian half-Colombian boy who can't stop talking about his latest crush on a beautiful Swedish girl. His a fun date though.
Friday, February 6, 2009
Luke & Noah's Story - ATWT - Part 260
Oh no! Rejected! Luke's been rejected (well his moving in idea anyways) by Noah. Though I think I know where Noah's coming from. He just wants to be sure.
I wonder who I am in the Nuke storyline if I was compared. I'm definitely not Noah because he's be my ultimate husband dreamboat. I'm not super worrywart Luke either. Though I know I'm like Luke in a way that I plan a lot of things for me and the other person. I'm like Noah because I also work in a cafe. I'm very calm like Noah and I think things through and I empathize and I don't erupt. Ummmm...what else?
Aww...I'm so jealous. I wish I had someone that would buy me a Valentine's Day present. *waaaahhhh*
I love watching Nuke. I get to escape my own dramas in life.
Oh no! Rejected! Luke's been rejected (well his moving in idea anyways) by Noah. Though I think I know where Noah's coming from. He just wants to be sure.
I wonder who I am in the Nuke storyline if I was compared. I'm definitely not Noah because he's be my ultimate husband dreamboat. I'm not super worrywart Luke either. Though I know I'm like Luke in a way that I plan a lot of things for me and the other person. I'm like Noah because I also work in a cafe. I'm very calm like Noah and I think things through and I empathize and I don't erupt. Ummmm...what else?
Aww...I'm so jealous. I wish I had someone that would buy me a Valentine's Day present. *waaaahhhh*
I love watching Nuke. I get to escape my own dramas in life.
Thursday, February 5, 2009
There was one day I knew it would work. When someone would finally comment how good I smelt. Today was the day...and it worked for the right-ish person.
I just came from Coogee beach (hmmm...hmmm... the fine specimen there) and was kinda sunburnt, cheeks shimmering and hair kinda messed up. The day was hot but not schorching. Perfect moment for a citrusy perfume like CK One Summer.
Matt Babe-rakat came by and gave me some change for my til. I hugged him and congradulated him for his recent promotion and he smelt me. He said, "Hmmm Hmmm..." I knew he thought it was really nice. Rosie even said the same. Matt followed me around trying to get a whiff off me.
Which is kinda funny because when I first met Matt, he smelt super nice and I introduced myself, shook his hands and told him he smelt nice. He had that frazzled look in his face and said, "Ohhkkayy!?!?!" lolz
I just came from Coogee beach (hmmm...hmmm... the fine specimen there) and was kinda sunburnt, cheeks shimmering and hair kinda messed up. The day was hot but not schorching. Perfect moment for a citrusy perfume like CK One Summer.
Matt Babe-rakat came by and gave me some change for my til. I hugged him and congradulated him for his recent promotion and he smelt me. He said, "Hmmm Hmmm..." I knew he thought it was really nice. Rosie even said the same. Matt followed me around trying to get a whiff off me.
Which is kinda funny because when I first met Matt, he smelt super nice and I introduced myself, shook his hands and told him he smelt nice. He had that frazzled look in his face and said, "Ohhkkayy!?!?!" lolz
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
Meet David Olivier [Red Models]. He's just steaming from these photos of him wearing Ginch Gonch. Such a spunk. (and that thin thin waist!?) He's getting much much more popular!Makes me wonder what his High School mates would think about him now if they see his photos?
All I know is that if he was at my party looking like this...uhmmm uhmmm uhmmm...
Photos from charmants.
Monday, February 2, 2009
I'm glad we have great film makers these days! This means we can finally watch great gay movies like this one. Our stories can finally be told in proper ways. With great lighting, a great gay cast, great background music, great angles and shots. Great everything. I'm glad.Save Me is the tale of a couple of troubled gay men (Chad Allen and Robert Gant) who find salvation (of an unexpected sort) at a "conversion therapy" ministry.
The tale of confusion in the mumbo jumbo that you will go to hell if you act upon your homosexual desires hence the need to be cured.
It's a different love story. A story about searching for that 'Love'. And in it lies another happy ending. One that maybe, just maybe, God provided.
At one point, I thought Chad had become so much more gayer. Especially when he was all drugged up. He reminded me so much of my blonde effeminite boss which was totally weird. Robert is as macho as he was in QAF. (exept he wears a lot of shorts and flannels here and boots?lolz)
The best scene was the dance. That look. They captured it oh almost so perfectly. When the universe lies only with that person. When time can stop right there and then because the moment was now. I loved it.
I thought it was almost perfect. The film I mean. Except when Gant re-appeared at the house and he asked Allen to leave with him. I thought there was going to be a lot more resistance. More extension to the story. Well, until he gave in. Then I knew the ending was coming. I felt it robbed me. I felt it cut short. But, it was a good twist which we all wanted to happen.
Lester's a good guy. Someone that really believed in God.
Great film!!!
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