Hot guy acting cute

Been neglecting my blog for a while now. =.= But I just had to share this with all of you. I just had to. Coz it's JUST TOO FREAKING CUTE!! OMG, I can never imagine a grown man acting cute like that, can still really be cute!! Usually it's nauseating. But not in this case. Do you agree?

Ok I don't know exactly what this Gwiyomi thingy is all about, and I'm too lazy to google it, but who cares. As long as there's a cute guy doing cute things for us to enjoy. Lol.

Hot Red Indians

To all Malaysians that are celebrating the Independence day, happy holiday!

So, the family decided to make a short trip to A'Famosa resort in Malacca for the holiday. I volunteered to pay for the accommodation, a gorgeous villa with 3 spacious rooms for the eight of us. It had a pool in the front yard. When we arrived, we were ooh-ing and aah-ing just like a couple of village people. Hahah...

Anyway, I left for the trip right after work. So I was a tad tired that day. But the day was already planned, so I had to follow them and force myself out of the comfortable bed to the safari. Gosh! I can't imagine why would anyone enjoy safari. I'm really not an animal person, so I really can't see the point of that. But somehow, even some of my friends just love going to the zoos, safari and whatnot. Seriously?!

So there I was, reluctantly, trying to enjoy myself.

A pic of our wristbands. So lame, but it had to be done. Guess which sexy hand was mine? Haha...

In the evening, it was a visit to the Cowboy town. It was rather... I don't know, boring seemed like an understatement.

The most exciting part was where a bunch of half-naked sexy fire-breathing red Indians show. That, I think was the most memorable part of the trip. LOL, slutty me.

Seriously, I think the tattered pants were a bit too long. Don't you think? I don't think red Indians wear such long pants. Hrmph.... A loin cloth would've sufficed!

As usual, spotted a few hotties on the trip. Drools... but no pics. Hey,I went with my too large of a family, OK!

Mom: So, when are you going to find a gf? (Right in the middle of the aforementioned red Indian show. Mother always has the worst timing ever! Always.)
Me: Oh, how do you think they can swallow the flame like that?
Mom: Don't try to change the subject, young man!
Me: Ok, ok, soon soon! I'm still young! Hey look at that! Isn't that amazing?!

Grrr......

Just got back home from that oh-so-tiring trip. I thought holidays are supposed to be relaxing. Rejuvenating. But it never was. At least trips with the family never was. Sigh....

Age, appearance..... and stalker!

People always commented that I look younger than my actual age. Today, a guy remarked that I looked like 21 - 22 years old. Whoops! (Of course, he might be just flirting with me. He did slipped his number to me. Hmm...) I was flattered, of course I was. Few years back I would've felt annoyed by that. But now that I'm older, I'm just relieved that I don't look my age (Not that I'm already some old ah pek mind you, just that I'm no longer the twink age).

I guess I just have the naturally boyish look. (Don't hate me for that! =P)

On another note, I need to find a new gym now that I've moved. Hopefully I can find one with lots of hotties. Haha... slutty me.

Found a stalker pic in my phone of the gym Adonis from my old gym, that I mentioned in my previous post here. Let you guys cuci mata as well. You can thank me later. A basket of chocolates would suffice.

I'm not sure if the above picture did him justice. Pardon the bad quality and the horrendous picture-taking skill. I was trying to be discreet. Blerrgh.... blurry face. Really, he was so much more good looking!! I think he's straight though. But don't trust my gaydar.

So how old do you think he is?

Courage for LOVE

God knows why I woke up so early today on a Saturday morning when I don't have to go to work. Ugh..... Anyway, since I was awake, I decided to have breakfast in bed, with the delicious almond chocolate mousse cake that I bought yesterday, while watching Gossip Girl DVD, alone (sigh.... why wasn't there a hunk sleeping next to me??). Seriously, all these back-stabbing, cheating, constant lying borderline pathologically, really fascinated me. There must be something wrong with me.

Of course, one of the reasons that drew me back to the show again and again had to be the gorgeous Chace Crawford. He had the most symmetrical face, and those piercing blue eyes.... *drool*

You tell me, how can anyone not drawn to this??!

After I took a shower, I decided to hit the gym. There wasn't that many people around there, probably because most of the population were still recovering from the Friday night craziness.

Of course, as usual my wandering eyes caught this other guy who was also working out there. He had a more down-to-earth kind of good looks instead of the gorgeous Adonis model-like kind that was mention in my previous post. Well-toned body, not too buff, average height. Boy-next-door type of guy. There were only three guys, including me, and two girls working out at that time. The other guy wasn't worth mentioning (I'm such a bitch I know!), so most of the time, I was stealing glances at him. I thought I saw him glancing at me a few times too (or could be my delusion kicking in. What's new?). A few times I had a sudden impulse to approach him, but just couldn't bring myself to. Ugh...... why couldn't he just stop being so stubborn and just come grab me and kiss me senseless already?!! lolllll

Done with gym, I went for lunch at the nearby restaurant. Ordered a spicy noodles (麻辣版面) which turned out to be tooo spicy. I only ate a few bites because no mortals can tolerate that shit without burning their tongue. I still need my taste buds for sex. Among other things. Usually I don't have a habit of wasting food, but for this instance, I had to.

Hmm.... what shall I do tonight?

Piglet : How do you spell love?

Winnie the Pooh : You don't spell it. You feel it!

 

Eye candy

So after i finished my night shift today, I went home for a nap. After I woke up, I decided to go for a swim since I haven't had a chance to workout for quite some time due to my busy schedule. Unfortunately(or fortunately, you'll understand if you read further), the swimming pool was closed for repair. Since I had nothing better to do, I decided to hit the gym. I've always wanted to check out this fairly new gym near my area.

The gym was established just roughly a year back. After paying $10 for entrance fee, I proceeded to keep my stuff in the locker provided. The equipments were fairly new. And there was already a crowd working out there.

And man, what a crowd they were! So THIS was where all the hot guys hang out. My, my this was exactly a gay man's fantasy. Everywhere I looked, there were hunks with sculpted bodies milling about. It was really distracting. I decided to hit the treadmill first to warm up, and of course to ogle at the gorgeous men. The temperature there was indeed rising (or was it due to lack of air-conditioning?). All the while I was thinking, damn, I really couldn't make out who is gay and who is not! Hahaha...

There were too many cute guys there. But one guy that definitely caught my eyes was this hunk in a wife-beater(which you can make out his very prominent nipples), with a chiseled face, and the MOST amazing, gorgeous, impressive, jaw-dropping, breathtaking(well you get my point) body you can ever imagined. And when he smiles, dimples! Not to mentioned he was tall too, definitely more than 6ft. You can see clearly the pecs, tight abs and huge biceps. He wasn't entirely too muscular with bulging scary muscles everywhere, but just the right amount of muscles to take your breath away. That guy could be a model! I did noticed that he grabbed quite a few other gymers' attentions too.

Anyway, I wanted to snap some stalker pics, but the gym was covered top-to-bottom with bloody mirrors everywhere. I was sure that if I started snapping photos here and there, I was probably going to get bashed up at the back alley when I was leaving. lolll... I could never be as discreet or talented as some of the other bloggers (you know who you are!).

After I finished working out (hey I did some workout too, not just cuci mata k!), man was I sore all over! That must be my punishment for not working out more often. And as I was leaving, another three obviously foreign gorgeous men entered (I thought they looked middle-eastern, minus the horrible Osama beard.) Had to drag my feet outta there.

Guess who is going to the gym more often after this?

Of course, I wasted all my workout with Roti canai at the local mamak stall nearby.

Not him.