"I like to dance. I like to sing."

Sitting in the annex, the only source of connection the the outside world in this rocky hill camp of mine, i'm blogging my life out to unknown strangers. Just came back from gym session, OTOT and i feel great! Body aches won't bring me down. No pain, no gain like they ll use to say. In fact, i feel like gyming is really like a mental torture but for a good cause. Its sadistic. Its masochistic. I like...

The pleasure of working your arms, chest, shoulders till it aches until sometimes, you feel like you cant carry any more just makes me blow orgasm all around. Haha. Pain is pleasure. Ooh la la! I like...


Just for the record, i'm blogging with my head all covered up with my army green towel ala Barbie wannabe. Ok, so not really all prim and proper like Barbie's but it does have touch of masculinity to it. Damn, i'm cool. Right? Err... right? Hello??


Tomorrow, i'm the duty sergeant. Guess, i cant really sleep late. If not all those facial masks and cream and whitening lotion cream stuffs i apply will go to waste. Dont wanna get eye bags do i? Hello?? That aint cool... Not even for a panda though.


Your very own metrosexual masculinity guy.
Legend

I desire no one but myself. ;)