happy happy happy birthday MAE!!! no, i will never forget the friends i cried with. thanks for being there, for being real & for being you. Many Many Many more to cum…. love you heaps! Mj

from the Mj thinktank crap

2005-02-27 14:36:00

oui; if only – [im sittin here in da borin room just another rainy sunday afternoon...]

If i could put serenity to your name, soothe your words, a touch to your skin, A smile on your lips, mon monde your stage, live – to the rhythm of your breath – Breathe – gentle on yr nape smooth moves stolen kisses jagged wishes broken dreams wasted D.e.S.i.R.e.S song of the day: ‘I Need A Girl’ Usher/P.Diddy/Loon

THANK GOD for FridaE!

FridaE reports of a beautiful sinner and a scandalous saint; one fabulous Dr. Mohamad Mahat – here’s a preview – mouse over for full interview.

February 22, 2005

Mohamad Mahat

This week we chat with Dr. Mohamad Mahat the Co-Founder of Asian Marching Boys in Sydney who left Malaysia in 1993 after being photographed by tabloids after police raided the gay bar he was in.
who left Malaysia in 1993 after being photographed by tabloids after police raided the gay bar he was in.

Dr Mohamad Mahat left Malaysia for Australia in 1993 after being photographed by tabloids after police raided the gay bar he was in. With familial links to Malaysian royalty, the then 31-year-old said in a Sydney newspaper interview that he thought it was ironic that the incident received more press coverage than for being the first Malaysian to win the ASEAN Young Scientist of the Year award in 1989. He also said that he found copies of the article spread across the desks and in the tearoom the following Monday morning at the research lab he was working at then.

In 1999, he founded Asian Marching Boys (AMB) with child-psychologist/ filmmaker Alexander Ku – with the aim to help encourage gay Asians in Sydney take a more pro-active role in the search for their cultural, sexual and political identity.

for my readers – who have faith in my words…

How do I love Thee? – SONNeT XLIII
Let me count the ways
i love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight -
For the end of being & ideal grace
I love thee to the level of everyday’s-
Most quiet need by sun & candlelight;
I love thee as men strive for right-
I love thee purely as they turn from Praise-
I love thee with the PASSION to PUT USE
in my old griefs & my childhood faith-
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost Saints-
i love thee with the breath, smiles, tears of my life-
And IF GOD CHOSE – I shall but LOVE THEE better after DEATH-

elizabeth barrett-browning

Happy Belated VALENTINES DAY TO ALL YOU LOVERS OUT THERE…

’tis better to have loved & lost…’ Tennyson

and also introducing…SHAN’s CRAP RAMBLINGS @ http://polarbearshan.blogspot.com/

iF [1910]

If you can keep your head when all about you

are losing theirs & blaming on you-

If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you

But make allowance for their doubting too-

If you can wait & not be tired by waiting,

Or being lied about & dont deal in lies

Or being hated or don’t give away to hating-

& yet don’t look too good nor talk too wise;

If you can DREAM & not make DREAMS your master

If you can think & not make thoughts your aim-

If you can meet with triumph & disaster

& treat those impostors just the same;

If you can bear to hear the turh you’ve spoken

twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools;

Or watch the things you gave your life to – BROKEN-

& stood & build ‘em with worn out tools-

If you can make one heap of all your winnings

& risk it on one turn of pitch & toss-

& lose & start again at your beginnings

& never breathe a word about your loss-

If you can force your heart & nerve & sinew-

To serve your turn long after they are gone

& so hold on when there is nothing in you

Except the will which says to them, "HOLD ON!"-

If you can talk with crowds & keep your virtue

Or walk with kings nor LOSE THE COMMON TOUCH-

If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you-

If all men count with you, but none too much;

If you can fill the unforgiving minute

With 60 seconds word of distance run-

YOURS IS THE EARTH & EVERYTHING THATS IN IT

& Which is more – You’ll be A MAN, MY SON!

[Joseph] Rudyard Kipling [1865 - 1936]

So who else… N E X T! ! !

2005-02-01 12:14:20

they break my heart when they say they’re getting married. Really. Last SAT at the swanky Ave K Launch i walked up to one i used 2have a crush on- she’s still as HOT as ever. Say "hey so do i only see you at hot hot events?"; "How u doin?"sed she. I said: "fabulous! you never answered my SMSes." I watched her all night- I made sure she knows i’m watchin- courage propelled by fermented grapes and tannins – i went up & said; "hey you know, whatever it is: KEEP YOUR 24th free – i cant take you sayin not comin to my birthday…" "I’m Attached…" she says… hehehe (yes the poor woman’s got a bf who not so fond of me)- I said: Okay then. You are invited to my big Three-Ohs – and you may bring yr attachment… ah women… what is it about them? they feel compelled to tell me they got a bf. Somehow the word Straight is not in their vocab tho – but i enjoy doin the chase. All i can say is: i dont bite… i dont. Unless you feel u can trust yourself, with me…