RJ's Diary

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    Dec 04, 2007 2:18 AM GMT
    Seem like everyone is starting some kinda group activity, so try this one, see if it will work.

    It is a fictional diary about RJ. Each posting should be one day diary. The posting should also reflect the writer's character. Let's see how interesting RJ will get. icon_wink.gif
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    Dec 04, 2007 2:23 AM GMT

    Dear Diary,

    Pulling out my winter clothes today, and saw Frank’s blue shirt. I have to admit, I miss him a lot. I don’t think he will ever know how much I miss him……..

    Where will I find another guy who would shower me with the love like him? He has such passion for life, happy all the time. Everyone around him loves him. And the way he treated me make me feel like I’m the most important person in his life. I mean, he nick name me the prince, left singing messages in my phone, buy me flowers, do magic tricks when he took me for dinner. He’s everything I’m looking for, fun, loving, well established, smart, and someone to watch over me, someone to build a life with.

    Well, then there’s the other side of him. He’s still with his ex! I might love him like a fool, but does he really love me? Or is it just he’s personality that I fall in love? If he loves me, why he wont’ leave his ex as he said? Was it all a lie? Why he won’t come back to me? ….
    Oh well, life suck. Love suck. I’m such a fool.
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    Dec 05, 2007 2:39 PM GMT
    Dear diary

    So I went down to the gayborhood with friends this afternoon, which I have not been for ages! And guess who I bumped into, Frankie!, chatting with his friend by the corner of the bar that I was going to go. Not use to see him in caesural wear though, cause every time I saw him, he’s in his business suit after work. Man, I really know nothing about him besides the few hrs we spend after work now and then.

    It’s just not right for him to fool around with someone’s emotion and left him hang there. I told him how I feel about him, and so did he! All seems fine and then he disappeared. Months without a phone call nor a note. And when I called him, he’s all excited and happy, as if he was waiting for my call! Then it’s all over again, get together for a few times and then he’s disappeared again. I mean, I’d rather he told me it’s not working out, rather then kept me like a fish on the hook, hoping things will work out.

    Well, as we pass by him, I have no idea what to do. It’s been 4 yrs and he has not called me since. Should I say hi? No I hate him. I’d rather punch him in his face, …but I miss him. I think he’s kinda nerves when he noticed I walked by without a word. Gosh, why all relationship end up either strangers or enemies?

    So we settled in the bar, but I just cant’ keep my eyes off the panorama windows, and how he just hide behind a tree talking with the friend. Next time I turn my head, he’s gone….. I didn’t tell anyone about this, and the whole night I was depressed.

    I guess we’d be in better term if I didn’t make my last call to him 4 yrs ago, telling him I might have AIDS, that he should check it out too.
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    Dec 10, 2007 8:44 PM GMT
    Me and few friends went up to NYC and spend the weekend there. It’s been a tradition of mine to see the tree every year, and get in the Christmas spirit. Not sure it ever does anything spiritual, cause I always complained the overwhelming commercialism, yet I do it none the less. Well, it’s for the company of friends, and they make it worthwhile.

    We all feel the tree this year is a little shorter then before, and no one like the new LED lights. It’s green for the environment, and they are intense in colors; hue and saturation are all the same. Which make the whole thing looks 2D. It’s like an oversized magazine photo freeze in time. This new LED bulbs just don’t bring life and shimmer to the tree like to the old fashion bulbs. Then again, the crowds distract you from the tree anyway.

    I mean, I have no idea how many women’s boobs brushed against me. If I’m straight, I have no problems with that, except my toes kept run over by 10 million strollers. Few of my friends are mild mannered and have never saw such a large crowd, and when the teabag hits the hot water, they cursed and pushed people away! I was at awed to see their reaction so different than what I would expected. Not sure if I know them anymore.

    Well, my 4 friends are staying next to central park in a room with 2 queen size beds, and since i’m the extra, they are kind enough to let me stay there too, which is the floor. With 2 thin sheets and generous 4 pillows, I spend a well supported, sleepless night shivering under the sheets with super cold dehumidified air sucking my mouth and nose dry. The next day, I got up with less then 1/2 hr sleep, with every inch of my muscles ache, my sinus all mess up and I end up with a fever. All these only cost me $100 after splitting the bill. From now on, I’ll never complain about Christmas in NYC, which I have just been bitch slapped by its Christmas spirit.