TAEYANG of Big Bang
I WANT2 HAVE YOUR BABIES!!
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Been thinking about him recently……i guess its guilty conscience?
I find comfort in the fact i’m not alone in having that strange hope the one you truly love would just show up one day,
but where are you now…
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I was tagged by Blacky a few days ago on this viral post on love… *sigh* here’s what I got thinking of…
love is…that he knew me, loved me and died for me even before i was born.I think i’m yet to fully understand that one…
love is…wanting to get rid of everything you gave me, except the memories; I just can’t erase them, BELIEVE ME….I TRIED…
love is…my mother, for putting aside her religious beliefs, the norms of society and her reputation to openly accept her gay son…it’s not a 100%, but meeting in the middle is great, for now…hehe
love is…my sister, for believing for too long in the perfect family, even when we gave up…
love is…paying the bill after dinner.
love is…when you take the last tic tac without explanations even if they begged for it; You would too if you had forgotten to brush your teeth that morning..
love is…the anonymous gesture that goes beyond an act of kindness.
love is…tolerating me when i’m cranky.
love is…a liter of Haagan Das Vanilla Ice Cream…and the company to eat it with.
love is…craving her when you’re having a bad day…and her hugs!
love is…not making a scene everytime he ‘borrows’ something of yours, even though the chances of it coming back to you are slimmer than your parents doing the nasty.
love is…listening to sad lovesongs so that i don’t feel guilty for moving on…or wanting to replace you.
love is…saying he’s more talented, even though stretching your fart for an extra second or two is not a talent.
love is…seeing the beauty of your significant other even when they’re dressed like a glam-rock nightmare from the 80’s.
love is…the craving to protect, even at the expense of your own safety.
love is…handing over the last piece of pork-fat, even if they remain the rind of skin much to your dismay.
love is…a chest hurting sigh when you remember him.
love is…an obsessive need to keep it in and let it out at the same time!
love is…waiting for the one, even at the expense of lifelong ridicule…and near impossiblity.
love is…a forced, but believable giggle at the lamest joke you heard, EVER!
love is…waking up alone, wishing you weren’t.
love is…wanting to dry-hump his perfectly round ass in public when you catch someone else looking at it.
love is…tolerating a test series when you could be ideally watching Gilmore Girls.
love is…doing his bloody homework even though the thought of writing a business report makes you want to claw your eyes.
love is…screaming with an inside voice when he’s come to take you out to dinner dressed in the the shortest shorts you’ve ever seen on a grown man, in luminous green.
love is…best understood when your the one in it.
love is…letting her have the remote.
love is…thinking of her when your at a shop and you see something purple and shiny.
love is…choosing to ignore the most hurtful things, and smile.
love is…a fairytale, that many choose not to make their own.
love is…stalking.
love is…my slippers.
love is…wanting to change the world, one person at a time.
love is…joshy, i can’t wait to give him his first cavity, spoil him rotten and tell him about what a pain in the ass his mom was! Payback’s a bitch ain’t it… hehe
love is…flushing his poo, no questions asked.
love is…knowing your loved.
love is…smiling on the outside, while dying on the inside because he’ll never be yours.
love is…very complicated.
love is…saying ‘owie’ and smiling when you were screaming WHAT THE FUCK BEYOTCH! inside your head.
love is…wanting to say aww and take pictures even though he just puked white goo on you…
love is…when you lie and tell her she doesn’t have cancer
love is…having you on speed dial even though you havent used that number since 2001
love is…being misused by immature tween brats. HONESTLY! Somebody Kill them…
love is…the pocket money you didn’t have to ask for.
love is…cutting class to walk on the beach till you were 12 shades darker, with him.
love is…missing you
love is…telling them they’re awsome dancers, even though monkeys seem more civilized when they hear that hip hop beat.
love is…pulling her pants up before the rest of the world knows she’s worn the most contrasting panties EVER!
love is…saving them a seat, at the expense of bitchy old women’s gossip.
love is…the drunk call.
love is…breaking your heart a little each time you try to justify that nobody’s perfect.
love is…your wingman desperately seeking a date for you.
love is…wanting to stay indoors because you don’t want to share him with anyone else.
love is…like a dagger in your hand; you can do the damage yourself.
love is…a heart attack that killed you when you heard she died.
love is…rainbow sprinkles on vanilla cupcakes with extra frosting.
love is…malevolent.
love is…is knowing when to say goodbye, but being too afraid to do it.
love is…marraige, whether you had the wedding or not.
love is…not killing yourself, but wishing you could.
love is…my first teddy bear, which that fucking bitch lost.
love is…a husband, three kids and a rescued stray dog.
love is…kevin and scotty.
love is…a platinum ring with a 23carat diamond.
love is…bed in breakfast.
love is…wanting to kill her for looking at him that way.
love is…not giving up.
love is…when fifi ignores the calls for food and chooses to sleep next to me.
love is…dinner being already made by the time we get home.
love is…dreaming with your eyes open.
love is…when the little things that don’t matter become quite the opposite.
love is…the greatest thing you’ll ever learn…and to love, and be loved in return.
love is…a musical, hopefully with a happy ending
love is…more saner and solid than crazy/beautiful paints it to be.
love is…watching him asleep.
love is…like floating in a cool pool of water, or the pool of water.
love is…a journey, and i’m taking a break from my destination.
And now that i’m done, I’m also supposed to tag a few bloggers… Hmm, how about i tag, ThatGirl, Ally-Vanity and Maneka since Blacky tagged me already, and I doubt the Utopian would want to do it… but lets give him the chance should’nt we!! lol
Dont forget to trackback ladies!!! And Gentleman…hehe
Filed under: Music, Something Shiny, Thoughts, Thunk'd | Tags: Art, comic, deviant, deviantart.com, funny, gayantha, gggg1233, giggle, hey, john lennon, jude, meaning, perera, song
This post is dedicated to Jude’s everywhere who have had to endure this situation far too often…lol, and this is what most of us would have to say if John Lennon actually sang it to us…
Filed under: Dudes, Gay Stuff, Rights, Something Shiny | Tags: gay, gayantha, jim verraros, jude, marraige, perera, sri lanka, wedding
*sniff* MY JIM!!
I’ve been quite a big fan of Jim Verraros from the first instant i’ve heard of him! He even seemed a really sweet guy although he came in that unbelievable american pie wanna-be gay movie! (Eating Out). I even found his music very nice… Now that he’s gone and gotten married to a sweetheart of a man! *SCOFF* I hate this bill dude…
LOL… wow… i can soo do psycho fan to compete with Adi… *ponders*…
Just so you know, I dont’ have a huge man crush on him.. for god sakes, he looks like that kid from meet the robinsons, Wilbur Robinson! However, his Music is pretty good, I was quite surprised he was kicked off 9th from American Idol Season 1… He wasn’t even out then! But then again, it was kelly clarkson’s year right?
So yea… Jim Verraros married his Boyfriend (who he met off Myspace? *thinks thats ………..what am i judging him for, i would to!*) this week… and the their stories of how they met are just too adorable, and soo was there wedding!
Here’s a link to some select images from their wedding off celeb goss site Just Jared, and if you would like to know more about these two lovebirds, how they met and how exactly they orgainzed their wedding… check out their site: *sigh* now i want to get married like that!!
Filed under: Music, Something Shiny | Tags: album, bobby, cd, download, full, gayantha, jude, kottu.org, perera, rapidshare, tinsley
I’ve always had varied interests in Music, I think its mostly because i’m a moody listener… lol, sometimes i feel like My Chemical Romance’s Teenagers and then in a flip-instant I will probably crave the need to listen something like this:
If you can come down to reality from that, his name (if the title on the video didn’t do the trick?) is Bobby Tinsley, and this Song, His Voice… EVERYTHING! Just Perfect!! lol. I’ve always liked smooth vocals, a guitar and a nice soul vibe, it was even a huge plus he had a few songs on his faith in the album I ‘rapidly”
This song has put me in a good mood all you lucky people, I found a rapidshare link for his full album -
Filed under: rant | Tags: belt, birthday, gay, gayantha, jude, night out, outfit, party, perera, white
I was invited to my friend Adi’s birthday treat last tuesday and to put it simply i was EXCITED!! Why?
- I don’t get out much? and the crowd and vibe were tolerable!
- I had gotten over my Scroungeness and gotten him the perfect present for any princess; a pink package! Pink stud earrings, bangles, lip gloss, earrings, even little lollies that were pink!
- There was free food, and good free food at that!
- The timing and placement was perfect enough, my parents could drop me and pick without an issue!
- And i had the PERFECT outfit planned! (Sue me, I’m gay and boring!)
Everything was going to be perfect! As usual I started planning the outfit weeks ahead, and I even went and purchased this white banana republic shirt i had been eyeing for almost two months. I had it carefully coupled with a very cool pair of light blue jeans that faded and had ripped in all the right places, even wearing my converse wanna-be cheapo chinky shoes! Aaah, even the accessories were to match! Everything was going to be perfect was the thought even when i was ironing the outfit the night before and packing everything so i could change at office..
However, things were not going so well from that point on…..
- I woke up late
- I got late to go-to class
- Couldn’t finish a vital part of an assignment and got chewed by a Lecturer
- My project mate of an assignment had a stupid suggestion i had to tolerate…
- I didn’t have time for lunch
However, I survived all that and made it back to office just in time to change and be ready… Things seem pretty cheerful don’t they when your after a fresh shower, smelling like a seriously expensive air-freshner and wearing the perfect outfit………………….until you take two steps and find that your pants are falling with ease, and you forgot to pack the white cracked-leather belt you wanted to wear with the outfit….
Needless to say, I had a mini-meltdown! The only solution i came to after my sister and dad refusing to go home and get it for me was to buy one from somewhere closeby, hopefully something white?? Unfortunately for me, my mother had a bitch fit about it and when she finally let me go to a shop, the only one that fit was the average black ones and all the nice black ones were above 1000/=! Can you believe that?? A freaking belt was 1000/=!! I was FUCKED!!!! I only had 1000/= left of the salary i got only last weekend!! I was doomed, and almost crying!!
Le Black Belt
Getting back into the car to goto the next shop i kept asking myself! Why do these things happen to me? Why do i forget integral pieces of clothing? Or a flash-drive with my homework in it, Or waking up a little early, or pack that file i left on the table next to the bag! Why do i sabotage my own peaceful well being. Its like I get off on it somehow?? Why the Fuck am i so forgetful….
*sigh/groan/cringe* It was soo embarressing walking around with pants that treatened to be around your ankles if you didn’t pull them up every few seconds. The last shop i walked into down the thimbirigasyaya strip was my last chance, if they didnt have a belt for under 1k, i was having to find a seat, and hold my seat for the rest of the night! 
But luckily for me, this last place was having the belt, and a 30%-50% off sale, so brought a belf for 690/=. I sighed in relief at the checkout counter as I frantically stripped its plastic sheath and put it on as if i’ve never brought a belt soo good in my life…. the cashier had to rub it in even more with ‘wasn’t there a white belt?’
Anyway, Dignity was restored, at the price of 690/= , and henceforth, i’ll have a dress rehersal before i leave my house… I SWEAR!!!
Filed under: Dudes, Music, Something Shiny | Tags: 2009, best audition ever, danyl, jude gayantha, perera, simon cowell, uk, x factor, youtube link
OMFG! Did you hear that? Did you See that… I don’t know what he’s going to do for the final after that performance!!!!!!!!!!
Also, is it weird i think he’s Gorgeous?? As long as he doesn’t goto full grin! Then he looks like a fucking APE!
Filed under: Random, Something Shiny | Tags: deal breaker, deviantart, deviantart.com, gayantha, jude, kottu.org, perera, whiteog1
The Deal Breaker
Lol… Call me evil, but i couldn’t help laughing!
Filed under: Thoughts, Thunk'd | Tags: all grown up now, allgrownupnow, deviantart.com, gayantha, Irishblue, jude, kottu.org, perera, photograph, sri lanka
All Grown Up
people give you money, but you have to work a month for it.
you play with kids, but they insist on calling you uncle.
your running in the rain, but you run for cover.
your offerred sweets, and you say no.
you watch cartoons and wonder why they never seem to grow older, or change their clothes.
you want a nap, from here till next year.
Yup, I’m all grown up now….
Filed under: Blacklight, Thoughts, Thunk'd | Tags: blackexists, brother in law, chops, craving, gayantha, jude, kottu.org, love, mort, perera, pork, sister, sri lanka
When i talk of pork… I’m reminded of Mort from the Cartoon Madagascar; Namely, that scene in the crashed airplane he explains to everyone gathered how much he loves the giant pansies… and thats exactly how i feel about Pork: YOU HATE IT COMPARED TO HOW MUCH I LOVE IT!!!
I *heart* PORK!
I think it has a lot to do with the fact that bacon comes from the pig, he who also produces pork; two products and an animal i was not allowed to eat till i was into my late teens due to the fact my dad used to be one of those talisman wearing charm having buddhists. When i speak of it, it makes my blood boil that i was kept away from it.
Anyway, over the past 4-5 years… I’ve totally covered the lack of it in my diet by eating volumes of it… you’ll be horrified to comprehend… *nods*… tis true… ASK BLACKY!!!But this post is not about that, its to celebrate the end of my pork dryspell!!!
you see…I haven’t had the cash or the opportunity to indulge my craving till this past WEEK!! My brother-in-law had a little birthday celebration/house warming and his BBQ was packed with pork chops!! And somehow after all that packing i did that night… apparently a horde of it was still leftover and my sister and BIL came and dropped off a HUGE pile of it at our place on sunday afternoon!
Needless to say, i ate pork till it was ready to come out of my ears.. and you know the best part… there’s still more left!!!! I’m planning on taking about a kilo for blacky and my spend the day spreee tomorrow…. *evil grin*… ITS ALL OURS!!! YAY!!!
psst – that pick is of one of the time we roasted the pork.. the frying pan was the closest.. so we started packing it.. hehe..*salivates at the sight of it* I can’t wait to get home to get my teeth on one of those pieces….
