Envy

Here I stew, 5:35 in the morning, in envy looking at the myspaces of pretty people; fashion people. When did this come about? When did I pick up this cancer? Was it society? Probably. Telling me I'm not good enough because I'm Asian, Gay, 5'9'', and not rocking a body ripped out of it's gourd. Why do we let this happen? B.Scott here says it best. If you haven't heard of B.Scott he's a gay YouTuber that makes regular posts and has a website of his own. I vehemently recommend that you check him out. He's no jock but he sure is jocular :D .



B.Scott says it best here. If only those words could penetrate my dense cranium and diffuse into the crevasses of my mind. I must remember my blessings and gifts and believe in them and myself and know that I AM a good person and deserving. I need to focus and know where I am going and push ahead, PUSH HARD.

"Where are you going?"
"I'm going to get what I want"


If you are wondering what was so envy inducing, here they are:

http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&friendid=96004053
http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&friendid=148595112
http://www.justjr.com/

Maybe I'm just like this because I ate a whole chocolate man. No it was not the Archangel of confectionery goodness that is bittersweet chocolate, but the Beelzebub named milk chocolate. Ingesting this homme du chocolat was a purely symbolic gesture as thanks to my lesbian friend for crafting it pour moi.