I am NOT~

Okay, I'm going to gently clarify a thing in this post as I'm very much swarmed with questions of such many times already... Ladies and gentlemen...

One fine night I strolled down the hostel's corridor
I took a glance at those lonely lights hanging from the ceiling
Somehow its as though, I have the ability to feel its grievance of celibacy somehow. I don't wanna waste anymore time in meaningless empathizing to the inanimate objects so I ran off to my room, and opened the door wide enough for fresh air to rush in.

Call me a mental patient of projection ~~

I have a lovely neighbor who worked in the hostel's cafeteria.
And he is one of the people who you would like to apply the theory of "Queer" to as he has skinny long legs, *if you have any, I bet you RM200 its as BEAUTIFUL as yours, with connotation*
Walks like Megan Fox, elegantly scrubbing his gorgeous hair.
He stopped right in front of my widely opened door, with only towels hanging on the shy little curve of his backside.
Worst still, I actually never took the effort to look at his legs but it came into image from the side corner of my cornea ends, he doesn't have any hair on his legs.

...

I sweated

...

He showed me a cute, one sided, ravishing smile..

of which I gave him a poker face...

And I was literally sweating like tweety bird already when his mouth clenched into a kind of rounded shape thingy and let out a fricative sound which is like ... "bzzzzuuuchhh" 

I turn to my laptop and play game, I just wanna ignore him which worked out, he went away.

okay... let me clarify myself first and foremost, I'm NOT. I have many good friends, even the best one who is but I'm just not.
So what is so wrong about having a best friend who's out of the closet? In fact I'm proud of him because he's out and being himself, but I'm occasionally being thrown questions like, will it be harmful to me, or am I one, having a best friend who's not as straight.

*in fact we know how to separate between friends and target*

Well... Please don't ask any questions like this again, it chills to my nerve ends when it gave me the imagery of loving my own buddy... =.='' 

even if one of you do, life goes on.. hahaha

Yours Truly,

Man of Impossibilities