Monday, September 13, 2004

blondes, brunettes and tandoori chicken.


i think that it would be funny if i came home one day with an indian girl. or a blonde. or someone else who would be totally un-chinese. i don't think that my family would mind if i came home with someone who didn't have a particular skin tone (ala oriental yellow), but i don't know how they'd really take it. though looking at it, i'd expect my family to be a group of left-wing liberals. not to the extent of them being weed-smoking marxists, but it could be funny if they decided to determine my preferences when it comes down to who to date.

quite like the way my aunt was announcing to the world that i was entering the world of law [a prophecy that has been since debunked], i suppose that certain preconceived notions have been made about me in the past, some valid, some not so valid. i'd like to believe that i've vindicated myself. somewhat.

  1. i'm gay. an assumption my uncle made when li vern and i were always hanging out at each other's homes. also, an assumption made by those who inherently discover the sensitive me. bullocks. denial may be a sign of submission, but i'm not affeminate. not even metrosexual. despite what people say.
  2. i'm a pedophile. i have no allusions to this. but i'm not that sort of pedophile. don't roll your eyes at this. i think that i get taken out of context half the time. young girls are cute. fresh. innocent. and good-natured. a lot better than what they turn into when they're older. no, don't quote my 'start 'em young!' statement. and on the bright side, i don't go for them. no, they're not kept as 'future investments' either. i have control. unlike some other people.
  3. i advocate interracial dating. i most certainly do. i don't think that we should keep within our boundaries. i know that self-praise is no praise, but i'd like to believe that i'm not prejudiced. i don't know about marriage, honestly, but i'd date any girl from any race. which brings up the next point.
  4. i am shallow. maybe. i'd date any girl from any race. as long as she was attractive to my eye. but isn't that universal?
  5. i've got strange tastes. maybe. i don't think that most of the girls i like have issues. i guess that it's just a really random coincidence. but i'm trying to get away from that, all the same. they're not queer, just quiet. (okay, maybe that didn't sound that right). and at least they're not attention grabbers. lord knows that the world's got enough of those.

i think that's all for now. this is what happens when you've got nothing better to do.

but honestly; step out of the box and live a little.

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