First Box Ticked Off On The 2015 Checklist

There were 5 things to check off on my 2015 checklist.

#5 was; 

Do drag. Yes! Eyelashes, high heels, bra wigs and all!!!

#5 was the thing I was most apprehensive of, not because I was afraid but because I poorly foresaw nothing but mistiming.

God works in mysterious ways.

I am part of a stage play which requires me to be in drag.

Practice sessions have commenced and I have the full script in my possession already.

I am doing drag baby; eyelashes, high heels, bra, wigs and all!!!

So #5 CHECK!

4 more things to go!

A Love Affair I Never Wrote About

I kinda like this thing with the misleading title and the completely unexpected content.

With that, I am referring to a love affair that came from being able to be my true, authentic self, one hundred percent.

It was a love affair that so many others didn't agree with because they've had bad experiences.

It was a love affair so grand because it contained, within it, a love affair.

My love affair with KL.

Capital city.

Until Mr. P happened, I wasn't anyone but myself!

And even when Mr. P happened, I was at least 50 percent myself. AT LEAST!

KL opened access to makeup, learning it in depth and being able to buy it without being looked at like I was a homeless man (I get judgmental looks all the time when I walk into high end beauty stores where I live and every sales assistant just assumes I know nothing about makeup!).

KL opened access to the gay community for me and elaborated to me how many things work.

KL opened access to friendship with so many types of people! Trans-people, gays, lesbians, bigots, zealots, artsy people, liberal people, and I am happy to have known each one of them!

KL opened access to all the wonderful things I have only read and heard about; I remember cooing and sighing in front of Prada KLCC!

KL was where I could wear my foundation, powder, blush, bronzer, kohl, chapstick and mascara and strut with my most prized possession at that time; a Padini tote.

KL was where I could find all the cheap makeup stuff I wanted! Cheap falsies by the bulk was my one favourite item!!!

KL was where I fell in love too...

Sigh I do miss you KL...

Love; J.

Huh???

Sometimes I see some of the people I found really annoying from school getting hitched.

Well I added them on Facebook because they were my classmates from like......., Stone Age.

And I think to myself, wow, they found a person who could actually tolerate them?

Then I see those douche bags former classmates who are now parents.

And I think to myself, wow, they really shouldn't be allowed to reproduce! Imagine the kind of mentality their kids would grow up to possess. And these kids represent the future society!!!

And then follow with the thought that, how the hell are their offspring going to learn any good values?

But then, I give them the benefit of my doubt. I DO! Hey, well, people change!

Then I realise, raising a child is no stroll in the park.

Because I've seen the amount of work, energy, funds, emotional investment, sacrifice, physical labour  and time that goes into the entire process.

And I wonder, is a child really that worth it?

Especially with overpopulation.

And then I realise hey, this is redundant!

I don't f**king care about having kids!!!

Hell I don't even believe in marriage!!!!

In that very moment and at that very instant, that particular thought fills my heart and my being with a wave of warm comfort.

And I breath a sigh of relief that I was born gay.

And although my life may not have been all I have wanted, it has always been the best version it can be!

And I fervently hope it WILL continue be the best version that it has always been!