OK. Usually the cafe guy always wear a head cover, coz I think that it is a regulation for food service people to cover their hair. However these last 2 or 3 days, I saw him without his head cover. He was so damn cute. His hair has been dyed to reddish light brown which I think complement his light complexion. We talked a lot these days, mostly about nothing. However there's a lil' bit problem. I started seeing him as friend. I mean, I've lost my lust for him. I don't really know whether its bad or good, but I think its ok.

Last week was my birthday, and my office mate planned a surprise party to my amazement. I think I am always being mean and serious to them, but they sure love this old dog. As a symbol of gratitude, I pinned the birthday card they gave me onto my cubicle wall, so every time I feel like being mean to them, at least I have some reason to be less cruel.

I severed all my myspace relationship coz I am started to feel that I can't fulfill their expectation. Better stop before anybody get hurt.

I really need to get into gym again coz I wanted to look like Ben from Make Me a Supermodel show. He's hot, and I envied his bod.

I just can't get enough to chat in the myspace chatroom. Sometimes I was passive, but mostly I just give random replies to whatever posted in the chatroom. I picked fight once in a while usually to the idiot bigots that log in just to harass us. Douche bags need to be disciplined. Most of the chatters are hot guys with banging hot body, and a couple of creepy old guys. Hey, old people need some love too right. Anyway, friendships were formed and some sinful hot sex probably happened.

Today, I chat with this wonderful chap from Manchester. I don't really know his real name but I called him Kula (picture), coz he's into this Kulashaker band. We talked about football (soccer to you Americans), Brit bands and Family Guy, which we argued coz he thinks Peter is better than Stewie coz everybody knows that Stevie is the shyt!

Lately I returned to my old habit: browsing men through myspace and chatting in gay chat rooms. To be honest, I just want to reach out to 'my kinds' out there. However, in chat rooms, all conversation leads to one thing: sex. Every chatters seems to have the same mission, which is to score an ass. Usually I was asked for one night stands, but I became kinda sick of all this shit.

I have a myspace account, a place where I put all my gay networks, and browse for hot men. To conceal my identity I put a faceless profile picture. Some say I'm dishonest, that I am a fraud, or that I am a coward for not revealing my true identity. It's simply I choose not to, its kinda my prerogative, kinda take it or leave it thing.

In myspace, I met this super cute guy (picture). He's 21 and he's totally my taste. But I guess my chance is pretty slim coz I'm sure he have hundreds of worshippers that are better than me. Nevertheless, we do contact each other, sending texts and stuff.

I got a chance to have a proper conversation with the cafe guy. He seems more matured than me. He told me that currently he live with the cafe workers in a house not far from here, and he has another house in the city where he live with a girlfriend. He seems nice though. Every time I see him, I try to remember his traits so I perhaps I can draw his portrait one day.

Today is the last day of 2007. I have no plan to celebrate since I'm pretty tired today. 2007 has been an OK year, so Ii hope that 2008 will be so much awesome.

I resolve that I will make full use of any potential I can get in 2008. I will live life to the fullest, be more positive in life and worry less. Man, that does sound like a tall order.A happy new year to you.