are we all sucker for beauty?

i like beautiful things, i like beautiful (and clean) people and i'm always drawn into the swirl of mesmerization.

strange things happens everyday...when we walk by something captivating, we would pause, then walk again. what was attracting us to hold on to our busy steps?

at the mall, we would stop at the certain shop, be it courageously walk into the shop that you know you can't afford or merely just browsing the items displayed by the window. and this is what i told, Window Shopping. what did we actually purchase by browsing the windows? why do we call it window shopping? i think we did shop afterall but just didn't use our cold cash. i think we did shop, we did buy the aspirational value. afterall we did pay for the parking and the transportation fee to get there, gas or taxi.

and sometimes when go to the club, we would pause our heated conversation when a stunning lady walked by or a handsome looking chap came thru, yes, i do look at men. i guess i'm a sucker for beauty...

i know lots of people do this too, abruptly reduce their speed on the highway when the opposite lane had an accident, be it jus a tyre punctured or a fatal accident...at least, i know i don't stop by the roadside to check out the registration number of the accidented car...

i guess not everyone is a sucker for beauty afterall...

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kindness, a weakness?

i'm not long-winded, i just whine a little because i'm kind.

is that my weakness? being kind a true reflection of a pussy? i love being kind, i love giving people the benefit of the doubt but i hate it when my intuition turn out right... which happens most of the time. i've learned, being kind is the only way out, the only way to outwit my prejudgemental self.

i can see through people easily hence, it made me pass on judgement on anyone i see or speak to for the very first time, it's not because i want to, but because i have the gift. But sometimes i regard it as a curse. Because with this prejudgement, you tend to be very selective of who you mix with and who you would pour your secret and rely your comfort to. It's a curse as it does not let you have the free chance to explore and get-to-know a friend. it stops you from pursuing further to a deeper relationship, let alone a simple mutual friendship.

so i've learned, being kind is the only way. and i reckon kindness is also the deadliest weapon to handle your rivals. being able to forgive and accept the situation would only help me to be a happier person. and it force my rivals to appreciate consequences of their own actions alone. As i was never meant to avenge and would not react to any action taken by my rivals, their falls will only be resulted solely by their own methods & doing. they would have no avenue to put the blame on, definitely not on me. i was able to accept them as they are, and help them through it. it only add on to their guilt and reconcile on the previous deeds they have done on me....and at the end, i'm still the happiest & probably a well-respected person. but...i might curse them a bit before i sleep to make myself happy a little...

but there are people who loves to take advantage of my weakness, mistake my kindness as my weakness well, chances are they will not live that long to realise that they have made a mistake, 'cos one thing for sure, i'll ignore them and move on. by the time they realised they've made the mistake, i'm already gone. it will only leave them to shoulder the guilt and carry on to the rest of the life. how many man can live that long when the guilt keep haunting them? i wonder...

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sailing

i sat in the boat looking at the sky
while my mind sailed to the other side
what was i really thinking, i wonder
but i know my mind is trembled

i thought through the night till the stars fade
while my eyes had never left the end of the curtain
am i cant let go of the shadows of the time
or i just cant stop thinking of reverting the rhyme

laughters are the funniest thing, it made you happy
but now those laughters made me feel a little sorry
yet is the tears that made me move on
and is the broken pieces that keep me standing strong

i'm moving on not cos' i'm strong
i'm leaving behind cos' i wanna take a little stroll
the happiness that we pursued may not be what it seems
the differences that drifted us may just be the better things

i sit in the boat looking at the sky
my mind still sails to the other side
i'm thinking of which is the right path
i know i have to leave the past to dust

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gay or straight

are you gay?

this is the common question that was provoked to me most of time when a gal felt that i was a little well-dressed. was i really gay? i wonder sometimes... haha...but the truth is..being well-dressed doesn't always make you more gay or less gay if you're sloppier...

gay was never meant for homosexual...it means, happy, carefree, bright & showy ...so how does gay turn out be the GAY that we all recognised? strange, but i guess cos' the homosexuals are more outgoing and more extrovert in terms of their sexual preference which result in their dress style...hang on does that mean that straights are mostly boring when comes to styling? i reckon that thou...especially the male....

you can easily tell if the men are straight......but not when they are crook....shouldn't the opposite for straight is crook....ok gay or lesbian....cos' the straight men are usually boring & plain...or rather no sense of style when comes to dressing themselves up...haha...

most of the time when a straight-man being asked "are you gay?" they got very offended from it...but sometimes it's really a compliment when i was approached by gay men or rather some women asked me if i'm gay...strange feeling but somehow make me feel great ;) it only shows how much better dressed i'm compared to the dull & boring straight men..haha

sometimes i'm attracted to see the good looking people...regardless of sex...does that make me gay or bi-sexual? i guess we all in somewhat attracted to beautiful things. and if that is the symtom of being gay...then we all are gay-inclined...the question would be how much is the inclination?

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