Chronicle....Part 1 - Kay

So I have a brother, the only brother I had. He is slimmer than me, and he's kinda funny guy. No, not that stupid goofy kind of funny. He's like that charming funny. Urm, no. Not charming funny. He's just funny.

Alright, so he is the middle son. Yeah as u usually can suggest that middle sons are always the good one right?The one who didn't rebel against the Mother. The one who would abide by the Mother's rule. The one who would always make the Mother happy. The favorite son of the Mother.

So does my brother. Lets name him as KAY. Well, that is his nickname after all. Not that we call him Kay at home, but that's the name his friends from Universiti Sains Malaysia, Penang called him. Yeah of course, he's middle name is also Kamarul, which how he came with the nickname Kay.

So he's slimmer, he's funny, he loves to laugh...the light of the party I must say.

And he's GAY.

Yes, you read that right.

He's gay. My brother is gay. I am gay. Well what a fucked up family we had right?

I first suspected that he's gay when well, of course, when he was in Boarding School. Well, not that I know whatever that he did back then, and I was just discovering myself and trying to really digest it...but of course, we were of the same breed.

I still remember when he was in his boarding school, he had this problem with a bitch at his school. That bitch has been spreading rumors that my brother is gay and has been trying to "tackle" her boyfriend. The thing was that my brother was a close friend with her boyfriend. And my brother had advised her boyfriend to stop couple with that bitch, or maybe "suspend" the relationship so they can focus on studies.What a bitch right?Who?My brother?

Yeah, and that was it. I knew it back then that there's something "funny" about my brother, but just keep that thought deeply inside my head.You know when you still couldn't cope with the thought that you are gay, you don't want to mess up your head with the idea that someone who is blood related to you was also gay.

Right?

Chronicle....Part 1

So I'm gay. So that's it. That's all about it. I wouldn't want to go into details how did I become gay and all that shit. It's in the past, and I don't want to tell about it, and I don't want to revisit that side of history.

All I know is that I'm ok with the fact that I love hot guys. And I am happy that I have a bunch of close friends who are in some sort of way, the same ship with me. Well, some seems to over accepting, while some others still quite shy about it. It's ok. They are still my bestfriends ever!And I love them all!

It's not that I'm glad that I'm gay. Well nobody wants to be something that is "unaccepted" as normal. I mean, who would want to wear that silly cone shape bra that Madonna used to don anyway?But I made peace with myself and accept me the way I am. So, nothing's really bad with that huh?

And the fact that I did not love hot guys just for the sake of sex. And definitely I'm not into anal intercourse. I don't find it sexually satisfying like some other gaymen do. I just don't like to fuck or be fucked. Is that even normal for a gay guy?I don't know.

Alright call me helpless romantic. Call me "Mat Gay Jiwang". Whatever. But I'm waiting for the right guy who would sweep me off my feet and lead me off the stairwell.HAHA.Like that will ever happen!Firstly, I'm over 90kg and no one can sweep me off my feet!Well maybe Edward Cullen could.....hohohhohoho...

Yeah.but seriously.I don't want to be called sinner, to face public discrimination and outrage just because I want to enjoy anal sex. I don't think so. I'm looking for something much deeper than that. Not "that" deep!

I'm ready for people to whack me, to call me fags and to say that I'll rot with the other sinners in hell because the Prophet won't accept me and all that shit, having Marzidol to say I'm a "Gay Durjana" as long as I could love my love and give him my all.My all entire Life.Yes.I'm ready for that.Marzidol who?

So, yeah.This is ME.I am Kamarul Azhar and I'm GAY. and I'm proud that I live with that.

picture credit:mazidulakmal.blogspot.com, rofy.blogspot.com

Chronicles of Kamarul...the Brother, the G-Units and the Wardrobe

Okay...you know what, for the past...urm, maybe 7 months I have tried to come out with ideas and contains that might attract readers into my blog...and yeah as you can see, nothing much really works...hohohohooo...I still only had like 2 to 3 people coming over, and they are all my bestfriends and all...so practically, no public ever came visiting my blog...which is kinda sad...haha

But just now, just just now, I was at the Orange cyber cafe in Taman Kosas...and I was reading Gay Authors when suddenly I happen to remember some facts about me and my life that I think....kinda interesting....huhuhuhu

So I guess I'm gonna start blogging about this particular part of my life....I hope people will start to come over and read the stuffs....huhuhhuu...this is a big part from me...

And I hope for those people who didn't quite know who I was before this, I hope you could open up your mind a lil bitand read with an open heart....hahahhaa

Alright, so enjoy the trip!!!!

Fearless

There's something bout the way the street looks when it just rain
There's a glow off the pavement you walked me to the car
And you know I wanna ask you to dance right there
In the middle of the parking lot yeah...

We're driving down the road I wonder if you know
I'm trying so hard not to get caught up now
But you're just so cool running your hands through your hair
Absentmindedly making me want you

And I don't know how it gets better than this
You take my hand and drag me head first fearless
And I don't know but with you I'd dance
In the storm in my best dress fearless

So baby drive slow till we run out of road
In this one horse town I wanna stay right here
In this passenger seat you put your eyes on me
In this moment now capture it remember it

Cause i don't know how it gets better than this
You take my hand and drag me head first fearless
And I don't know but with you I'd dance
In the storm in my best dress fearless

Well you stood there with me in my doorway
My hands shake I'm not usually this way but
You pull me in and I will live or breath
Its the first kiss, it's flawless, really something
It's fearless

P/S: In this passenger seat you put your eyes on me, In this moment now capture it remember it!!!!

Oh Edward....

And I don't know how it gets better than this

You seek my hand and drag me head first fearless

And I don't know why but with you I'd dance

In the storm in my best dress fearless

You know what, it has always been every gals (and gays) fantasy of having this kind of man in their life. The one who would do anything spontaneously, and for that matter, fearlessly, just to show his love and affections. This kind of man, makes every gals and gays alike to just dance to their tunes. So charming and endearing and....drop dead gorgeous. Just imagine having Edward Cullen as your boyfriend. With that speed and charm, he can "do" you while you were shaving your pubic hair without you realized that he has been there. Ok that's gross.

No I mean, seriously! What kind of man who could just sweep you off your feet and you know, maybe kiss you while you were in a lecture hall in front of your Additional Mathematics teacher? Now that would be intriguing, wouldn't it? Having Edward Cullen holding you inside his powerful arms, and kissing you passionately like he's trying to get into your soul, caressing your inner thigh, tickling it with his fingers...wow...that's just fantastic!!!(is it me or is it hot in here?)

Fantasies aside!Now, is there really this kind of man out there? This Edward Cullen type of man who could drive his sports car at a full speed and still having his eyes fixed on you? The best you'd get nowadays is Zac Efron's wanna be. You know that type of man (read: boys) who are charming but still... amateur? Even if there is a man like Edward Cullen (I'm so digging him right?) somewhere out there, would a simple gal (or gay) like you and me could ever get 1 mile near him? I mean, seriously! Even the real life Edward Cullen that is Robert Pattinson was having himself all locked down (no fetishes here) with security guards when he was in Canada and Italy shooting New Moon!!!How the hell would we ever grab those crotch?

Sigh.Now all that is left is his naked torso available for public viewing when the New Moon comes out!!!Well at least you (and I) could use it as fapping materials!!!

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This is Racist!!!

Anak kecil main api
Terbakar hatinya yang sepi
Airmata darah bercampur keringat
Bumi dipijak milik orang

For the love of GOD and this country, the phrase "bumi dipijak milik orang" is definitely a method of the doctrine of fear to the Bumiputras that their own motherland might be sold off to the Non-Bumis if they don't keep on supporting the ever corrupt and racist UMNO.

Nenek moyang kaya raya
Tergadai seluruh harta benda
Akibat sengketa sesama kita
Cinta lenyap di arus zaman

This phrase further confirms that it was and still is, due to the stupidity and power hungry Malay leaders who eventually "sold off" this country, not because of the Non-Bumis!

Indahnya bumi kita ini
Warisan berkurun lamanya
Hasil mengalir ke tangan yang lain
Pribumi merintis sendiri

This is also a very racist phrase. The line "Hasil mengalir ke tangan yang lain, Pribumi merintis sendiri" is indeed trying to scare the Malays that the Non-Bumis are trying to grab their power and position in Malaysia. Come to think of it, "hasil mengalir ke tangan yang lain"? I thought it has always been the Non-Bumis who should have been thinking like this, as all their efforts and sweat is not recognized.

Masa depan sungguh kelam
Kan lenyap peristiwa semalam
Tertutup hati terkunci mati
Maruah peribadi dah hilang

Oh for God sake!Maruah Melayu dan Malaysia hilang because the UMNO lords who won't ever let the Malays to compete level by level with their Chinese and Indian friends!That is so degrading and shameful to even be Malays! We Malays of the younger generation always have high confident that we too can compete with our Chinese and Indian friends by merit alone! We are not stupid and corrupt like those UMNO lords! It was corruption that kills the Malays dignity and self pride!!!

Kini kita cuma tinggal kuasa
Yang akan menentukan bangsa
Bersatulah hati bersama berbakti
Pulih kembali harga diri

We never lose our integrity. Hence we never lose our harga diri. Not like UMNO lords who are always and will always be corrupt. They are the bunch who need to pulih kembali harga diri.

Kita sudah tiada masa
Majulah dengan gagah perkasa
Janganlah terlalai teruskan usaha
Melayu kan gagah di Nusantara

I'd like to rephrase "Melayu kan gagah di Nusantara" with "Malaysia kan gagah di Dunia". First of all, this is to support PM's vision of a united Malaysia, not United Malays. And we don't just want to be respected in Nusantara, coz we have always been respected, we want to be respected and honoured in the World, and to do just that, we are not going to do it alone! We are going to strive together as One Nation, that is with our Chinese, Indian, Punjabis, Melanaus, Bidayuh, Iban, Kedazan, and even Orang Asli!!! Bullshit with Malay Supremacy! Long live Malaysia!

p/s: I can't imagine how you guys went through BTN...

Coming Out Story #1

I, like most other people, had had enticing feelings towards men since I was about twelve years old. When I went to the first day of class of sixth grade we had a new student and the teacher introduced to him. Immediately we became friends. It was not too long after that when we visited each others' houses and began to 'fool around.' We kept reassuring ourselves that all the other guys in the school were doing this as well and that we weren't alone. Him and I were together, secretively, for about four years.
In the meantime I had dated a few girls, but no longer than a couple weeks at a time. When I went to college I thought that I could change myself. I had spent the first three years forcing myself to like women and watching every move I made to make sure I didn't come across as gay. It had gotten to a point in my Junior year where I tried to sleep with a girl and no offense to her, but that was the most disgusting, and embarassing moment of my life. I claimed from that moment I never wanted to touch that portion of a girls anatomy EVER again. No offense to girls and straight guys. That was kind of my last ditch effort to really secure the fact that I wasn't gay. It didn't work.
It was December of that year (Last December actually) when I started to do research about being gay and coming out. I decided that I was finally going to tell someone over choir tour that January. Well, I never got the chance to tell who I wanted to so I figured that I could keep it hidden at least until I got out of college. Well one night in January (late at night) I was lying in my bed and I had finally gotten to a point where I had to tell someone. I tried calling my best friend but he was going to bed so I didn't want to bother him. So I layed in my bed that night shaking, my stomach was killing me, almost crying, and I just had to tell someone.
So the next day, I told the secretary down in the Music Department and from that point, I began to tell my friends. At first I wanted to be very laid back about it however, it did not take long for me to be comfortable enough to not conceal it. I never announced over a loud speaker or anything but I embraced it. Telling my friends became easy, the scary part was, knowing that I had to tell my parents. I told my two sister and my aunt because I knew they would be okay with it. When I told them, I thought they were going to be furious. They weren't. However, they were not exactly happy either. My father kept telling me I should go see someone and that I was confused and for about the next week or so he didn't speak to me. My mother did talk to me however, she kept getting upset. After about a week, things were somewhat back to normal, my dad was talking to me again and my parents said before I went back to school that they loved me very much.
Today, I am 21 and a senior in college and loving every minute of my life. My parents are totally okay with my orientation but my dad and I do not really talk about it, which is okay. Him and I still do the things we used to do, like go to car shows and such. The only issue I face is that I am a church organist for a very conservative Presbyterian church. I am sure people at that church can figure out that I am gay for they are not retarded however, I am not out at that church because I know I would be fired if I was. So my advice is, if you are in the closet, do not wait until you are old to come out. I wish I could have when I was 15, not 20 even though that is not old. However, take your time and do it when you are ready. Once you do, you will hopefully realize that it isn't so bad but be ready to embrace the "bumps" in the road because there will be some. =)
http://www.avert.org/gay-men-stories.htm#

Fucking Indonesians!!!!

You know what, I'm sick and tired of trying to reason with these stupid Indons.

It seems that they are not trying anything to make peace with us.

I mean, the whole world knows that Padang in Sumatera was recently hit by a amjor earthquake, seeing thousands of its people being killed and misplaced.

And being a good neighbor Malaysia is, the government quickly flew in some aids, in good faith that the Indons would accept with open heart and be thankful.

But being Indons is being irrational, stupid, irrelevant, emotional, unconstitutional, uncivilised, shitty douchebag home of porn stars and all, they gladly rejected Malaysian aid just because Malaysia is home to South East Asia's best/biggest casino to date, that is Genting Highlands.

And the shitty thing is, they gladly accepted aids form the US of A, which is home to an even larger, larger than anywhere in the world, casinos that goes by the name , Las Vegas City of Sins.

I DESPISE MALAYSIAN MUSLIMS!!!

Honestly, I despise Malaysian Muslims who goes with the name PAS.

Today, once again I am very much embarrassed with the backward, neolithic (oh, maybe Paleolithic) way of thinking these PAS members (read: Youth Leader) portrays.

They are trying to implement Taliban way of administration.

Mind you, yeh, Malaysia is not Afghanistan, not even Brunei that you can have this kind of rule.

Malaysia is consisting of various races and ethnicities, and that, if you don't know already, comprises of various religion.

And it is NOT , constitutionally speaking, an ISLAMIC country.

Yes, yes the official religion is Islam, but there's no provision in the Federal Constitution says that Syariah Law is in any way above the Civil Law.

So, please, adhere to the Constitution, will you?

On October 25, superstar Beyonce Knowles is set to stage her long awaited concert in Kuala Lumpur.

She'll be singing, screaming, jumping, shaking her booty and all her stuff to entertain Malaysian crowds.

And there is NOTHING wrong with that.

That is what we call entertainment. And that is the cleanest form of entertainment you can get.

If you're saying that she has to wear hijab and standing straight while singing like a statue so that she could entertain us, man, I gotta tell you, you are on the wrong planet man!!!!

Royals

The squabble between the Raja Muda Johor (Crown Prince of Johore) with a Prince from the Seri Menanti Palace somehow shows the bad examples of the Royalties in Malaysia.

It was indeed very a shameful act, and what's more it was done by members of the Royal Families, which all Rakyat Malaysia regard highly of.

And the more interesting fact is that the Royalties were back from partying at a sqwanky night club in Kuala Lumpur, showing that these so called protectors of Islam and the Malay Adat (Culture) are somehow very gladly embracing hedonism.

We the Rakyat expect more out of a Royal Family.

While they were raised in palatial mansions, we the Rakyat has to work our ass off everyday just so that we could afford a DBKL housing project.

Please, we are not questioning your positions as members of the Royal Family, but you have to live up to that standard.

You are regarded as having "purer" blood compared to all of us, with all your dignitaries and sovereignity, yet you showed us that you can't even be the best example for us.

These circles of Princes and Princesses need to be sent to some Khidmat Negara project, along with us the lowly paesants, so that they knew, and emphatised our everyday life.

There should be a law, which among others imposing some "qualifications" before a Prince or a Princess could be accepted into a Royal Family. They should be tested with services to the people and the country.

For example, every Princes should enroll into "special military schools for the royals" right from their teenage life up until they graduated.

Every princesses should be sent to some "Islamic institution for the royals" so that they be more adhered with the Syariah law.

And before they were ever crowned as a Royal Family, they should serve as a civil servant for at least 1 year.

Whatever it is, we are just lowly paesants, we don't even have the right to talk.

F1 1 Malaysia?

This is plain stupid. Period.

The worst ever decision by the Malaysian government under the reign of Najib.

The running cost is estiomated to go from Rm60 million to Rm300 million per year.

And I don't have to finish my ACCA papers to figure out how much schools and hospitals could be built with that much amount.

And I don't have to earn some Economics Degree from some fancy UK institution to figure out that most Malaysians won't even benefit from this investment.

Think about those Orang Asli kids who can't even make a decent living, yet their homes are being chopped down to make way for some development project.

Think about those Penans, Ibans, Muruts, Kadazans, Bidayuh and so on who lives in some of the most remote area in the world, with no proper education, water, electricity and even irrigation system.

Think about US. Malaysians in every sense of life from the hawkers in Jalan Alor, to the bartenders in Jalan P Ramlee.

http://obefiend.blogspot.com/2009/09/gibi-8-why-1malaysia-f1-team-is-great.html

http://niamah.blogspot.com/

http://heavanessa.blogspot.com/

EFFING LORD!!!!

An Indonesian maid was in a Hong Kong jail Thursday awaiting trial for mixing her menstrual blood in a pot of vegetables she was cooking for her employer. Indra Ningsih, 26, allegedly told police afterwards she mixed the blood into the meal in a superstitious effort to make her Chinese employer "more amiable and less picky" towards her.

The maid was arrested Tuesday and charged at a hearing Wednesday with administering a poison or other noxious substance with an intent to injure. She was remanded in custody until May 13.

Ningsih was arrested after her employer peered through the kitchen door and saw her acting suspiciously as she cooked vegetables for lunch.

When the employer checked, she found a blood clot-like substance mixed with the vegetables and a used sanitary napkin in the kitchen bin, according to a report in the Hong Kong Standard newspaper.

Prosecutors said that Ningsih told police her employer had been unhappy with her performance since hiring her last July and constantly scolded her.

She told police she mixed the blood with the food because she believed it would improve their relationship and make her employer kinder to her, according to prosecutors.

In 2008, a court in Saudi Arabia jailed two maids from Indonesia and the Philippines for four months and sentenced them to 250 lashes each for putting urine and menstrual blood in their employer's tea.

Another Indonesian maid in Hong Kong was jailed for three months in 2007 after being convicted of adding urine to the drinking water of her employer, believing it would make the family treat her better.

More than 200,000 women from the Philippines, Indonesia and Thailand work as live-in maids for families in Hong Kong, doing housework and child care duties for a government-set minimum wage of around 450 US dollars a month.

Viva Forever, My Friends...

Do you still remember,
How we used to be,
Feeling together,
Believing whatever,
My love has said to me,
Both of us were dreamers,
Young love in the sun,
Felt like my saviour,
My spirit I gace you,
We'd only just begun...

Hasta Manana,
Always be mine,

Viva forever,
I'll be waiting,
Everlasting,
Like the sun,
Live forever,
For the moment,
Ever searching
For the one...

Yes I still remember,
Every whispered words
The touch of your skin,
Giving life from within,
Like the love song that I'd heard,
Slippin through our fingers,
Like the sand of time,
promises made,
Every memory saved,
Has reflections in my mind...

Back where I belong now,
Was it just a dream,
feeling unfold
They will never be sold,
And the secrets safe with me...

Its Been Eight Years...

Approximately eight years ago, I was elated to found out that I was placed into this institution, which is regarded as among the best in Malaysia's Secondary Education, where the creme de la creme were placed and trained as to be the front runner of the country's leadership and economy.

I was a student of MARA Junior Science College Kuala Kubu Bharu.

So there I was, all alone in a secluded district of Kuala Kubu Bharu, the Sleeping Hallows, as the British described it about a century ago, where it was the first British Administration centre in the State of Selangor, before Kuala Lumpur gained its fame.

I was alone, emotionally.

And there he was. i'm not sure wether I like him at the first place. But one thing for sure, I like people who is interesting, colourful, cheerful, motivated and "very gay". All and all, there was something in him that I couldn't quiet put my finger on. Mysterious. I would say.

His name was Andi Rizal Za'ba. Hailed from the sleeping city of Shah Alam. He was a scorpion, just like me, and for some odd reason, we stick together.

Boy, I never thought It was going to be EIGHT years.

We literally done EVERYTHING together. We live together, we sleep together, we play together, eat together, study together, laugh, cry....dream....

And of course, being a super smart student Andi is, I always knew he would one day further his studies some where prestigious, somewhere farr away from this land of Sunshine. Far away from me.

The question is now, could I handle with the "thought", the mere thought of not having Andi by my side, not having Andi to cheer me up when ever I was down, not having Andi to show me how freak he is when studying, not having Andi to irritate me with his ultra liberal thoughts, not having Andi with.....almost everything?

I'm not sure I could handle that.

Now he is totally, absolutely, the reality has smack my face with the fact that Andi Rizal is really going off. To Heriot-Watt University, Edinburgh, Scotland.

And it's been eight years since we first met...

Stay the Same, Andi!!!!!

Dont you ever wish,
You were someone else,
You were meant to be,
The way you are exactly,
Don't you ever say,
you don't like the way you are,
When you learn to love yourself ,
You better of by far,
And I hope you always stay the same,
Coz there's nothing bout you I would change.

I think that you could be ,
Anything that you wanted to be,
If you could realize,
All the dreams you have inside,
Don't be afraid
If you got something to say,
Just open up your heart
And let it show you the way

Believe in yourself
Reach down inside
The love you find will set you free
Believe in yourself
You will come alive
Have faith in what you do
You'll make it through...

Don't change...

This lyrics "Stay the Same" is dedicated to my bestest friend, Andi Rizal Za'ba, who is going to Heriot-Watt University, Edinburgh, Scotland to further his studies in Acturial Science.

One In A MILLION

Shah Indrawan a.k.a Tomok

has made it to the Grand Finals

of One In A Million

Season 3

and eventually bagged the title

eventhough being the lowest ranked contestant

at the start of the Grand Finals

which were held

at the Melawati Stadium, Shah Alam.

Congratulation to Tomok!

1Malaysia, People Fisrt, Performance NOW!!!!

Actually, I would like to take this opportunity

to congratulate

our 6th Prime Minister of Malaysia

Dato' Seri Najib Tun Razak

Eventhough it is a lil bit too late

But still, as a rakyat of Malaysia

I really hope that

Dato' Seri Najib

could bring prosperity and

Unity

to the life of the rakyat.

As per the slogan

1 Malaysia, People First, Performance Now

is indeed

significant

and to the aspiration

of the masses.

Still,

there are more to come.

The slogan shoudn't be made

as just another goverment's propaganda.

It should be implemented

and be put as a vision

and mission

for the rest of Malaysia.

So,

what does the slogan bring actually?

Or,

what does it mean by

1 Malaysia, People First, Performance NOW?!

Is there any other "Malaysia" out there?

Is the people, or the majority of the population being put last?

Is performance has been farther than late?

These questions arise with the slogan.

And it is the responsibility for the government of the day

to attend to these questions.

These are the principles

or the essences

of the slogan

that needs to be focused on

by Dato' Seri Najib

and his Cabinet Ministers

and the rest fo the Dewan Rakyat's MP.

The rakyat of Malaysia nowadays

have realised that

they are the biggest

and the most important

stakeholders

in Malaysia.

Not the Yang di-Pertuan Agong

Not the 11 Ruler of States

(Ampun Tuanku Patik Menjunjung Sembah Ke Bawah Duli Tuanku)

Not the PM himself

and not even the Member of the Dewan.

It is the voice of the stall owners

It is the voice of the teachers

It is the voice of the businessmen

It is the voice of the students

that will determine

the future of Malaysia Tanah Airku.

Of McDonald's, McCurry and McKandar

A local restaurant here in KL

has won a court injunction

for the right to use the name

"McCurry"

against international franchise

McDonald's.

McCurry?

hahahahha

that's nothing I tell ya

there's another local restaurant

at Jalan Jelatek

just opposite the Jelatek LRT station

with name

"McKandar"

Unfortunately, I don't have the picture of

McKandar

I'll try to find one, and I'll post here.

See Ya!!!!!

Swine Flu

Oh good lord!!!
Isn't it disgusting?
Swine flu is now a Phase 5 Endemic!!!!
Someone call 911!!!!

Actually, this post is dedicated
to all my friends
whom are studying abroad
especially in the US, UK, Canada, Russia, Egypt and Chezc Republic
so that they take good care of themselves
and be very clean everyday
and please wear protection masks
whenever they outdoors
especially when they took the train
to classes and to malls
especialy in those highly "swine flu prone area".

Take good care of yourself
Don't travel to Mexico!!!!!

FUCK YOU HOMOPHOBES

So, a couple of nights ago,

Andi called me from KMB.

He sadi, he was desperately need to seek my advice

on certain matters.

To be exact, it was about his friend

whom eventually is gay

but couldn't really "be gay"

and it's been eating him inside out.

The story was like this.

This guy is gay.

And once he had a very passionate and loving beau.

To make it short, they made out a couple of times

Well, like Taylor Swift said,

"We were both young when I first saw you,"

So they made out and the beau was very passionate

that he left "his marks" all over that guy's body.

And this lead to questions by teachers

and lead to teacher calling parents

that their son had love bites.

and being a typical Malay family that the parents are

they "interrogated" their son

and "made him confess"

and later,

this guy went out with his boyfriend

but literally left his cell to his mother

and to make it even worst

the beau sent lovey dovey sms-es

to his cell

and eventually read by the mother.

All hell broke loose.

And now

this poor guy is living a hell

his parents are constantly threating him
that if he continues meeting guys

that if he continues have feelings with guys

he won't be sent to UK for futher studying

and he is not allowed

to have "gay friends"

or effiminate male guys

and whatsoever.

Now, he has been living a lie

that he is forced to become something he isn't.

and for that I say

FUCK YOU HOMOPHOBES!!!!