It's funny

Dek got back from London recently and he told me the funniest thing. Apparently his friend there had sent him a blog url for an interesting read. Wait I correct myself, I think they said the correct words were..

Guy: "This guy must be the most Hum Sup (perverted) guy in Singapore!"

I'm failing to see any complimentary angle in that, but I'm hit with a kaleidescope of emotions. Firstly, I'm rather surprised that this blog is actually circulated in London. I know it's been passing round NUS for abit now, cos Sue tells me she gets friends telling her to come read the blog. But London?! Yes, I might get to write a book afterall.

Secondly, I'm upset that people fail to see beyond the superficiality of my stories. Do you guys really think I'm stating everything so matter of factly for no reason? And which stories show me being perverted? Obviously you guys don't see how victimized I am at the dire nature of my shitty hook ups. Right, it's because I'm a guy, so for the stuff I do or say, people say.. "This guy is an asshole". I quote verbatim from people posting links to this blog.

Well.. if I was a girl, you guys will be pouring me compliments for championing the female gender. Whatever. My only guilt is ironically my only grace, I'm honest. If honesty is a crime, then obsesity is a travesty to man-kind.

However, I will make no attempt to clear my tainted image. I'm am deeply in love with being me. I will shamelessly flaunt myself on MSN webcam for your viewing pleasure if you ask me to. And I still say..

Everyone should love me, if they know what's good for them.