Moved Again

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Moving…

being so gay and out is so yesterday. i’m moving on. no, not with my sexuality but to another blog. yes, i am making another transfer. don’t worry, i’ll still be in wordpress. i’m just changing my url. but since you cannot do that in wordpress technically. what i have to do is to make another one. good thing, it can still be under your old account. so, cheerio for now out of the closet. hello, nocturnal hedonist!

i was really planning to use i am lazy as my new wordpress url. but as i was browsing my digital dictionary for new words, i came upon this word – hedonism.

he·don·ism

noun

1.	seeking of pleasure: a devotion, especially a self-indulgent one, to pleasure and happiness as a way of life
2.	philosophy of pleasure: a philosophical doctrine that holds that pleasure is the highest good or the source of moral values

pleasure. oh man, i am definitely a seeker of pleasure. i find pleasure from hot cute guys with the following: flawless legs, facial hair, nice feet, nice set of teeth, fat (but not too much). yeah, baby. you think i should make this in bullet form? *laughs* well, if you don’t call that pleasure i think your straight.

being gay is so fun. especially when you are not totally out. like, others may still think you’re straight.

i believe that’s an advantage.

wait, how did the topic swing to being gay again?

i love being gay. minus the make-up and stilettos. (here we go again)

gosh, i am such a stereotyping bitch.

P.S. if you know me personally, please don’t tell my mother that i am gay. that would hurt her. or even my father. that would initiate him to kill me. he hates gay people. i don’t know why. maybe he was a gay before? then some traumatic experience lead him to marry my mother? i don’t know. weird.

why can’t people accept the fact that being gay is oh-so normal. and fun. and that we didn’t choose to be like this (at least for me).

that’s all. end.

P.P.S. and yeah, i almost forgot. i chose nocturnal as an adjective of hedonist ’cause i am usually active during the night. may it be in parties, or just a night-out, or even when i jog. i usually jog during the night, fyi.

Not Again

i desperately need a new blog. i just find this site so unordered, unarranged, so magulo. but i just can’t think of a new url. i want it short, but catchy. ugh. i need a little help here.

Nakakamiss

www.spokeningdollar.wordpress.com – nakakamiss rin itong blog kong ito.

This Weird Feeling

i feel like blogging. i am so pumped up. but it seems that i am running out of words. i don’t know. have you ever felt the same? like, you are so excited to type. but then, when you’re already in front of the monitor. and your hands are fully set on the keyboard. there’s this sudden mental block. it’s like there’s something on the tip of your tongue (where the words just stay there, and won’t let go), but your fingers just won’t allow you to type them. i don’t know, it feels weird. really.

and in the end, the post you have blogged is about the feeling you are feeling.

funny.