and so it is.

i'd just like to catergorically state, for the record, i am NOT, not by a long shot, not Amin, not even close. although I must say he is one good looking fella. real charmer too. but of course, he's not nearly half as dashingly good-looking as me. I contain more handsomeness in my little finger than amin does in his entire body. wait, make that amin and wee yang and ken and zu kai and kak wai and basically anybody with a penis, although if that's the case, i don't think zu kai's gonna count. yeah. that's a whole lotta handsome.a veritable mother load of hansome. but the ladies don't mind. gets them right between the legs.

block tests are finally over and not a moment too soon. the sleepless nights are giving me bad eyes and god knows how much i hate wearing make-up to conceal it. i have no qualms about admitting that i use make-up. my unbelivable porcelain-like complexion does not come easy. being good looking is hard work. i am completely comfortable with my sexuality so i don't find wearing make up emasculating one bit. in fact, sometimes, when my sister's out, i sneak into her room and put on her lingerie and stroke myself. gotta say, i look smokin hot in a red lace bra. goes with my eyes. but i am not gay mind you just disconcertingly comfortable with my sexuality. like that nice indian gentleman, kumar.