dance into the fire.
being a chinese male has its drawbacks. for starters, as opposed to having hairs on my chest, there're strands of hair around my fucking nipples. my belly has hair on it, leading down to there. this is going to sound a bit troubling, but i remember looking at jon bon jovi's chest circa 1994-1997 and thinking "that's one hairy man". it was macho. and then, if you take a look at the bounce photo inlay around 3 years ago, jbj's chest is totally smooth. the wimp. i don't understand why he couldn't just let it grow. isn't chest hair supposed to be some sign of virility? i guess that mr. jbj's a bit of a wilter now, no?
another drawback is the mole. i'm having an outbreak of moles --- i'd rather have an acne outbreak and zap them all with tea tree oil. but, alas, my skin is alright and there're no breakouts except for those black dots. my father's made this game of counting the precise number of moles on my body, and it's not really fun. so far, i don't have any hair growing out of any of them, but that would be disgusting. i don't care if they're meant to be a sign of great wisdom. i'd much rather have a silver head of hair ala taylor hicks.
now, these may not be common physical traits of young chinese males, just those who're unhealthy and desperately needing to get back into shape. on the bright side, i can still see my feet when i look down, and i'm still nimble on my feet.
sometimes i wonder if any other girls would appreciate me for what i am. i can safely say that there're at least two who do, but as long as women cheapen themselves by appearing to fall solely for the superficial, i guess i've got a lot of competition...i'm safely behind the competition. but then again, ladies have the right idea...why settle for less? perhaps because there's a likelihood that there's a lot more character, intelligence and wit behind each dude who doesn't look like an abercrombie and fitch model? it's the same for incredibly ugly girls: pop brought this up once, that incredibly fugly girls might actually know more about the world around them in a way to compromise for their lack of overall attractiveness.
style over substance? substance over style? it's amazing how many girls can actually fit into the category of being stereotypically ditzy. but those are the same girls who'd probably be able to date the really rich guys with the fast import racer, whilst those with lesser prospects such as ourselves are only able to compete for the hand-me-downs and yesterday's hot thing.
then again, i'm pretty sure that a lot of guys out there would avoid dating the fugly one unless you could put a paper bag over her head and be impressed by her body. the same goes for the ladies, except there're certain elements of a guy's body that just can't be improved, sadly.
it hurts me sometimes, when i see an incredibly hot girl with a guy who's even more unpresentable than i am, probably because i don't see the logic behind it, unless it's all about $$$. i've only been with one girl who would've stirred those kinda thoughts amongst other guys. and when put in a position like that, i couldn't help but gloat to myself over how good life was.
the superficial wins out in the end. it really does. and the nice guys lose out to the water polo players. the o.c. isn't far off. so unless i came from jinjang and became integrated into damansara heights' high society, i doubt that i'd attract much interest due to my highly cushy, normal, trouble-free, suburban middle class upbringing. no bad boy element. just a guy who wants to run around half naked, belly extended, sweaty, screaming at people to buy the duran duran greatest hits cd.
the superficial. then again, if your partner's fugly and you love them no matter what, at least you know it's true. but there'll always be that feeling that you could have it so much better. but before you even get there, it's always disheartening to note that your assets will never outweigh your shortcomings, and you'll probably be resigned to being with something below par once the above-par runs out on you. is it so bad to wish for consistency?
you never know how good you had it. but somehow, i feel that they never knew how good they had it, either.
wouldn't it be good to be in your shoes?
the grass is always greener other there.
another drawback is the mole. i'm having an outbreak of moles --- i'd rather have an acne outbreak and zap them all with tea tree oil. but, alas, my skin is alright and there're no breakouts except for those black dots. my father's made this game of counting the precise number of moles on my body, and it's not really fun. so far, i don't have any hair growing out of any of them, but that would be disgusting. i don't care if they're meant to be a sign of great wisdom. i'd much rather have a silver head of hair ala taylor hicks.
now, these may not be common physical traits of young chinese males, just those who're unhealthy and desperately needing to get back into shape. on the bright side, i can still see my feet when i look down, and i'm still nimble on my feet.
sometimes i wonder if any other girls would appreciate me for what i am. i can safely say that there're at least two who do, but as long as women cheapen themselves by appearing to fall solely for the superficial, i guess i've got a lot of competition...i'm safely behind the competition. but then again, ladies have the right idea...why settle for less? perhaps because there's a likelihood that there's a lot more character, intelligence and wit behind each dude who doesn't look like an abercrombie and fitch model? it's the same for incredibly ugly girls: pop brought this up once, that incredibly fugly girls might actually know more about the world around them in a way to compromise for their lack of overall attractiveness.
style over substance? substance over style? it's amazing how many girls can actually fit into the category of being stereotypically ditzy. but those are the same girls who'd probably be able to date the really rich guys with the fast import racer, whilst those with lesser prospects such as ourselves are only able to compete for the hand-me-downs and yesterday's hot thing.
then again, i'm pretty sure that a lot of guys out there would avoid dating the fugly one unless you could put a paper bag over her head and be impressed by her body. the same goes for the ladies, except there're certain elements of a guy's body that just can't be improved, sadly.
it hurts me sometimes, when i see an incredibly hot girl with a guy who's even more unpresentable than i am, probably because i don't see the logic behind it, unless it's all about $$$. i've only been with one girl who would've stirred those kinda thoughts amongst other guys. and when put in a position like that, i couldn't help but gloat to myself over how good life was.
the superficial wins out in the end. it really does. and the nice guys lose out to the water polo players. the o.c. isn't far off. so unless i came from jinjang and became integrated into damansara heights' high society, i doubt that i'd attract much interest due to my highly cushy, normal, trouble-free, suburban middle class upbringing. no bad boy element. just a guy who wants to run around half naked, belly extended, sweaty, screaming at people to buy the duran duran greatest hits cd.
the superficial. then again, if your partner's fugly and you love them no matter what, at least you know it's true. but there'll always be that feeling that you could have it so much better. but before you even get there, it's always disheartening to note that your assets will never outweigh your shortcomings, and you'll probably be resigned to being with something below par once the above-par runs out on you. is it so bad to wish for consistency?
you never know how good you had it. but somehow, i feel that they never knew how good they had it, either.
wouldn't it be good to be in your shoes?
the grass is always greener other there.
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