King Hong

it all started with a simple comment that i thought a particular touch girl was cute... then someone told the touch girls that i thought (LETS CALL HER D) D was cute.

but the story doesnt end there, that motherfuckingsonofabitch went on and said that i want to carry her home. now everyone thinks that i said D is cute and that i want to carry her home....

now, all the ruggers know, all the touch girls know and to top it off they started calling me a hongster.

hongster is a slang for someone who is very chee hong. chee hong means skirt chaser (loosely translated). then at some stupid bbq, i said someone was more chee hong than me. lizhi fucking started smiling and said, " if he's a hongster, then ur King Hong..."

i can only hope that King Hong doesnt leave the ruggers... though i seriously doubt it.

in conclusion, i've concluded that there are 3 kinds of people in this world.

1, those that people like to make fun of. (me)
2, those that like to make fun of people. (me)
3, all of the above (also me)

i can only hope to move up the food chain and remove myself from 1 and 3.

the NYP sex video. it was not raunchy, it was not spectacular and it was most definately not aw inspiring. but it was damn bloody juciy. the whole saga of it. watching the clip kills the romance of the whole thing as one cannot help but go "what's the big deal about? there's nothing special..."

i'm glad that i'm over my teenage years, no doubt it was the most interesting time of my life but i could have easily done so many things that could have screwed me ten times over. it doesnt help that being a minor, the worst thing they could have done to me was to send me to boys town, or place me under probabtion or etc etc.