January 2017 – The ‘Hook-Ups’

Dear Diary,

It’s been about a week since my chain of deliciousness began. I didn’t think I’d write a journal about it but here we are. Before I begin, so much has happened in the past 1 week that I can’t believe that it has only been one week! It feels as though a month has past by with the amount of things going on. From the time I leave work there’s something to go to and people to hangout with.

Ok so here we go. Last Monday I was having home-cookeed dinner with my friend Brian. We spoke about random things, took pictures for my Linkedin profile, and he handed me multivitamins and probiotics to take home (he’s in retail). While we were talking about cute guys, there was this conventionally good looking guy that messaged me on Grindr. We get into a little chat. I knew that after I leave Brian’s house I was just going home as I was pretty exhausted. Brian somewhat urges me to go see this guy, and I was pushing for no, I just wanting to go home afterwards. But as it went on I did cave in last minute when I left and decided to go to this guy’s place when I started heading back home.

When I met him, he was gorgeous. So handsome, fit, beautiful, and 24 years old. He had the most beautiful blond pubic hair I’ve seen and had a big, girthy penis as well. We had an intense encounter when we got on the bed. He started rubbing the tip of his cock around my hole. With not much left to do, I sat on it and it felt good. After sex, we had conversation in bed – naked. His pictures of him and his friends were on the wall. He was very kind. He did not want me walking back home in the cold and so he took it upon himself to take me home. There I was, in the passenger seat of a black Mercedez, with my hole feeling like it was leaking. Wish he was the one, but apparently I was the only one who was infatuated.

The next day I was hoping to get a reply from him before I got home from work. I started texting my friend Brian and told him everything. I started to get mildly crazy about this guy. I told Brian that if I do not get a response from this guy I am definitely going out on a date in the evening with another guy that I’ve been chatting with. Brian said to date the new guy anyway even if my crush replies. I texted him one more time, no reply was returned. I felt so heartbroken. I was lucky enough to have a distraction that evening. I had a date with a guy who had lean, tight, muscles. He turned out to be a spectacular lover in bed. It felt so good. He stayed at my place for the night. We had a great conversation as well.

The following day, Wednesday, I went to Hotcakes with Brian to catch up on things. Then there was this boy who messaged me, 19 years old, and invited me to his place. Smooth body and great D pic. He’s also Caucasian, so I had to abruptly leave Brian when the store was about to close in 5 minutes to get some action, the guy wanted me to come before 30 minutes as then his partner would be home by then.

Mr. hot Brazilian (a regular) wanted to drop his pants and get sucked that weekend. Something came up that he couldn’t come, the usual things when str8 guys. But it’s always been like that and he has always returns and makes up for it.



Day I Started Going All Organic and Vegan

Dear Diary,

So after a week after deciding to go vegan, I’ve finally gone through the rest of my food inventory and today is the first day I went all vegetables – especially non meat products.


Let’s see how I’ll start to feel. I also used up my tamanu and other essential oils like tea tree and rose mary to replenish my skin with whatever health benefits.


I might need to change my laundry detergent. It’s been 4 weeks since I’ve had this redness on my elbow, hmm.


Here are brands and companies to AVOID, taken from the film ‘What the Health?’Apparently, government programs are sponsored by the same companies that causes health issues – probably why the country is unforgivably obese than most other nations in the world… instead of being sophisticatedly healthy, like the French; oh idk.


Anyway, that’s all for now.



Life’s Lesson

Dear Diary,


Being the only person that manages my own schedule – life has truly tested my limits. There are so much things to do, so many people to meet, and many bills to pay with such little time. I tried living the last several weeks not caring what the next week would hold, but it didn’t work into my favor. I’ve let things astray. I’ve let money slip through my fingers including careless investments, bar hopping, and other events. Sure, I learned a few things here and there, perhaps I should seriously think about what tomorrow holds.


There’s just been so many boys to meet and people to hangout with. I’ve never dealt with balancing that with work. And so, I have to learn how to balance work with leisure.


This next week, I’ll try to make a weekly schedule for learning new skills, dating, working, stable-job search, working out, friends, and family. Then I’ll have my monthly schedule for finances, goals assessment, and other weird stuff that no one is really into.


I feel slightly better having written out some of these things.


Yours Truly,


Circa 01/03/2015


Circa 12/20/2014


One Friday night, I went bar hopping with Darren who brought Chris – a guy he was dating at the time. They’re both in their 30’s. We chatted a bit and decided to scout the room for a potential mate for me. I jokingly pointed to a guy and, to my surprise, Chris got up and approached him to tell him how I liked him! I was so embarrassed. Darren and I were bursting with laughter. Anyway, the guy said that he was taken. We chatted some more then got around to several bars and had a good time.


There was one bar that I liked, purely because of the crowd. A few harmless smiles were thrown around the room when we arrived. I felt welcomed. While we were ordering drinks, there was an incredibly tall man inching closer behind me by the minute, looking down on me like he was going to eat me. The distance between him and I was suffocatingly close. Darren finally got our drinks and we booked it out of there.


I had so much fun, I nearly kidnapped a teddy bear from that place.


When we were at our last bar together, I met this 21-year-old guy. He was with a group of university students whom I chimed in with. Darren and Chris told him to get my phone number, as they know that I wouldn’t give it out. Darren and Chris went home and left me alone to be with him. After a being with this boy for a while, I felt like I was caring for a child. Haha. I was over it.


It finally came time for their group to return home to Redmond. Their car was parked opposite ways from me. When I took out my keys from my pocket, I thought the night was over. I briefly had to remind myself that I didn’t have a curfew and nobody is waiting for me at home! So I easily waltzed myself into a gay nightclub and danced. There was this super cute, young and shitfaced white boy who sometimes felt it necessary to dance with a girl, but totally enjoyed a gay guy’s company. He reminds me of a closeted Christian boy who sang Christian music back in my hometown, ahem, Spencer, ahem.


I then met Zach, who is 25yo, Irish and German, and 5’9″. He impressively had many friends with him in the nightclub. We danced a little bit and he was hitting on me hard – he seemed keen and had a lot of interests. He invited me to his X-mas that was happening the following night, I accepted it. He then swore that he never asked this often to other people… he asked me out to dinner and to take me out on dates. He asked for my phone number.


I saw him again at the night of the X-mas party. It was in this condo that he and his ex-bf bought for $315,000. He introduced me to a lot of his friends, I liked that a lot. I talked to several people and networked. Frankly, one of the guys there recognized me and asked if I was one of the “master trainers” at his gym (and I was). This guy was super cute. He is a software engineer at Amazon who was clearly fit and was very easy to chat with. Had he not have a partner, I would have loved to go out and get to know him better.


There were about 30-50 people in the party, and soon we started leaving Zach’s condo and trickling into a gay club, where, by the end of the night, a good amount of the guys remove their shirts and continued to dance.


We drove to our destination, it was not far, I went with Dee and Calvin who insisted I go with. My cover charge and drink was paid for. I had so much freakin’ fun dancing, flirting, and being looked out for by people from the party. It felt like it was my birthday. There were easily eight guys who were hitting on me. Zach told me he was getting a little bit jealous while I was talking to one of them. I sat on a stool, completely buzzed, and this other guy came up to me, lifted my legs, and started doing missionary style to me to the beat of the music. I told him to stop, he kept going, and I innocently laughed it off then got myself out of that situation.


The same cute guy from the party who works at Amazon saw me by the stairs alone and walked up to me. He asked me if I was thirsty. I said yes, so we walked over to get a drink. He was sweet, though I still didn’t know his name. The three of us danced together at one point. It felt a little weird, I played it cool when I was around his boyfriend. I wish I kept contact!


It was such a fun night.


Zach and a few of his friends was ready to hit another club that evening. There were cute guys that Zach was chatting with when we got inside. Zach knows so many people! This is probably why he is becoming real estate agent come February.


It wasn’t too long when Zach asked if I’d like to go over to one of his friend’s house next, of course I said yes. I got to see another side of life of the gays. I thought Zach’s condo was very nice, but this house is amaaaazing. Hot friends dancing in the kitchen, there was a bit of snacks around – I was tired and sat in the living room by myself, I was tired.


It was a great evening. I experienced something new in life and genuinely exciting. I had a good time, something I haven’t had in a very long time.


Dear Diary,


I ate a bag of Lay’s today. Felt like shit afterwards – like I was losing my abs and wanting to “tuck it in”. It was that weird physiological feeling after eating something bad.




Please, let’s stick to proper breakfast next time.




circa 05/09/2014

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