Monday, July 30, 2007
Am I Gay? Hell NO!
I've been reading the Cbox/Tagbox/Chatbox, whatever you bloggers call it, and for the record I'm not a blogger! I'm ..... hmmm... I'm special :P

There were a few comments on Van not being able to stay single for more than a month. Talking about being single, I've been single for almost a year and a half! Sheesh! (that's bloody long for my standard) Shit, its depressing if I think of it.

This is the part I really don't understand (why I'm still single)... I mean yes I'm not actively looking for a partner but still, why don't someone come up to me and date me? Sheesh, whats wrong with women? I definately know there's nothing wrong with me! I'm good-looking, I've a car, and I FUCKING good in bed (ahemmm...) and yet I'm single... so it definately has to be the women!

Alot of my friends tell me that I have alot of hot girl friends, (En, dun perasan! I'm talking more about Naz and Saran.. Li Peng included but definately not you! Oh and Aya too!) I mean, I do attract beautiful women but not in the way that i'd like. I guess its my happy go lucky attitude(I think I'm just not bothered and I'm lazy) that builds my image of more of a guy friend type rather than the serious relationship kind of guy. Which in some ways maybe true.

However I think I do have certain qualities of a serious relationship kind of guy (since I'll be using that word quite often lets call it SRKoG) I'm loyal!(ok that was a lie, hey! No ones perfect!). Hmmm... but I've other important qualities like for instance I'm charming, dependable, and romantic (I seriously am! go ask any of my X(s), they'll tell you) So I don't see how I'm not SRKoG quality. I'm the type that goes shopping with his girl, plus all my girl friends (girlfriends friends not the girlfriend girlfriend) love to go shopping with me, and I love shopping, (some of them even say I'm worst than a girl) I'm picky about my clothes, I can just go on for hours just looking for the right T-Shirt design. Ok I don't buy as many as you girls out there (1 dress a week , SHEESH!) but I do my shopping regularly. As a SRKoG , I also love chit-chat, I can sit at a mamak stall for hours and talk non-stop! See I'm a good companion. Oh, I read Cosmopolitan (International edition, I think the local edition is crap, also read my mom's Women's Idea, mainly for gosip, followed the whole Brad-Jennifer break-up) so we have stuff to talk about! So how is that not SRKoG ?

Shit, come to think of it, that sound pretty gay! (I have nothing about gay people and I'm not making fun of gay homosexuals, I have a few close friends who are gay, and I go for gay nights so I'm pretty ok hanging out with gays, Shit, gay nights.... hmm.... somethings wrong here) I don't think I'm gay, I can't be, I definately not gay! I love women! That make me straight right?

p.s ; my exit will always remain my exit (hope that's true)
 
posted by DjBenn at 10:25 AM | Permalink | 3 vinyl(s)
Saturday, July 28, 2007
Urban Legend About Djs
Well people often ask me what its like being a Dj, they normally start of by asking about I do and the other basic questions; is it fun? is it tiring? is it difficult? I always reply them the same thing, it depends. It really really depends. If your working at some crappy run down club then yes, its a drag, but hey, I'm working in Pure Bar, (www.purebar.com.my) the most happening club in Malacca! I mean come on, wherelse would you want to be? You've got your good looking Dj (me of course) and the many gorgeous women that come every week (you know who you girls are :P)

But then again, I play the same bloody songs day in and day out, (as Dj Def says "same shit only different smell") it can get abit boring sometimes you know. Especially when there's no crowd. Sometimes I feel like I should just play a bloody non-stop cd. So like I said just now it really depends.

I sometimes wonder how some people can Dj for 15 years? Hell some Djs are still playing well way into their 40's. Unbelievable! Sometime back when I had a stint in Klang, I met up with Dj Maverick (He's in the Malaysian Book of Records for spinning non-stop for 3 days) so I asked him, do you have any advise for me? This is what he said "Dj-ing is a hobby, not a job. Don't quit your studies for Dj-ing" Hmmm.... But he did tell me all his experiences and they're very interesting. He told me about how Djs used to have groupies (where's my groupie?) this group of hot girl that would follow him around, support him and cheer for him. He went on to tell me how girls would come up to him and give him their numbers, sometimes they were written on panties! (Shit! I want number written on panties!!)

COME ON! Was I born on a different planet? Girls nowadays dun even look my way! sheesh! I mean I'm not bad looking myself but I don't even get anything close to what he described. I mean if he (Mavrick ) was the only one saying stuff like that, I could doubt what he said but most of the senior Djs say similar stuff. The most I get is a glance, if I'm lucky a smile! Sheesh! What's wrong with the women nowadays! I'm not asking for sex but I mean it would be nice to know that someone wants to get in my pants, so yea!

I guess I haven't reach the standard where I get panties thrown at me (I'll tell you when girls start throwing panties at me) so I really need to work harder! At the moment I'll just be happy if I can get kisses from girls :P

Urban Legend ? Will find out soon ....

 
posted by DjBenn at 2:18 AM | Permalink | 1 vinyl(s)
Friday, July 27, 2007
Lost My Virginity
The first thing I learnt from this experience is that, NEVER say NEVER. A while back I used to criticise my classmates for blogging, I told them " Blogging is for people with no life,people with too much time on their hands and nothing better to do. I will never blog! " Well I still do agree with the first bit, I am so bored back in Malacca, I guess mainly its because everyone else is studying or working while I'm on holiday.

Like all things, I did my research on this subject (Blogging) beforehand, I've been reading some of my friends' blogs, e.g. Saran, Van, Sue, Michelle (my favourite, alot of hot juicy stuff there) and Aya. They write about their feelings and happenings, like most girls, they're very predictable; they decorate their site with flowers, colourful bubbles, pretty pictures, and they CAM WHORE! , (ok maybe I'm jealous I don't look good in pictures like they do) but yeah, lots and lots of pictures. I really don't understand, its like they know they're gonna do something fun so they bring their camera's along! They take pictures of their lunch, their snacks and even the car that brought them there! Amazing...

Here comes the interesting part, these women, (I'm not sexist, I love women, I really DO! Its just that I don't read guys blogs, not just yet) they have private blogs, I mean first, aren't blogs suppose to be private? Since you include your lunch and everything in it, wouldn't that be considered private? Now they tell me that they have private blogs, blogs where they don't share it with anyone else? Hmmm... they complain about people in their blogs and then they go blog about it some more in their private blog? I guess I never got to understanding Diaries either.

Had a bad experience with diaries, this is what happened. I was probably 11 or 12 years old, like any other parent, my mom asked me to keep a diary, she says " Sayang, its a good way of expressing your feelings, A diary is a SECRET BOOK, ONLY YOU WILL KNOW WHAT'S INSIDE." I was hook by the word SECRET BOOK, I felt like James Bond, (my hero at that time, now not so, don't really like Daniel Craig) So yeah, i did a few articles here and there, pretty boring stuff like what I ate, and how I had this theory that my maid was poisoning my food so that she could kidnap me, and you know, normal stuff like that. Then there was a day when mom scolded me for lying, well i was a really lazy kid, (still am, but that a different story) my mom used to check my books to see if I had any unfinished work, If i didn't finish my work I wasn't allowed to go out and play, so I would hide my books in the laundry and before I go to sleep put it back into my bag as my maid doesn't to laundry in the afternoon, for some reason, only God knows, mom had to do the laundry that day(she never does it). She found the book. I had like 10 pages empty, so.... yeah, i got a scolding and the usual Chinese household child torture method, the 'ROTAN'. Back to the diary thing, so I wrote in my diary about how I hated my mom, back than my vocabulary was not as good as it is now so, i only knew a few words, what I remember was that i used the words 'Lanciao, Cibai, and Fucker' the sentence construction was pretty bad so yeah, but those words stood out. Oh, I even managed to include an illustration of what i felt like doing to my mom, kicking her in the ass. Next day, mom asked me where I learnt how to use those 3 words. Showed me the page (she tore it out from the book) By the way, she still has it, she said "I wanna file it to remember the good times we had" What the hell, what happened to secret book? sheesh!

After that kind of experience would you still keep a diary? More so online... I'm not discouraging you but if you have a good reason why, I wanna know.

Lost my virginity today, this is my first post ever.


p.s : I'll try to see if I can post the art-work I did (need to ask mom for it)
 
posted by DjBenn at 12:02 AM | Permalink | 1 vinyl(s)