Seems like somewhere out there in blog-space i have been labelled "Mr BBIOT". For the benefit of those who do not keep up with current affairs, BBIOT is an acronym for Big Biceps in Orange Top. Despite the fact that the term "BBIOT", at first glance, seems to suggest that i am a narcissist, i will not try to defend myself (nor tag " i'll sue you for libel " in your tagboard, a pratice which first appeared in the recent scandalous episode involving an individual being alleged as a gay) because fankly speakly, i am guilty of being one. Before you continue to condemn me, allow me to tell you a story of a tragic Greek hero, me.

Nothing develops without a cause, such is the case of eroticism entrenched in Japanese society, you scoring a B for JS (because you didn't adhere to the lecturer's tip of watching that R21 film once more) and nevertheless, my big biceps. Abandoned by friends and rejected by girls, i was deeply troubled. That explains why i'm blogging right now when its New Year's Eve and my birthday. Now, with insanity creeping up on me, i thought i was doomed to be lonely forever when suddenly a hint of light caught the corner of my eye. Turning towards the light, i saw...my chromed plated dumbell in all its magnificent glory and i knew immediately that he was my salvation. Fueled by anger and loneliness, i ran and i pumped. Every day, every minute, every second, i lifted those weights repeatedly until the adrenalin rush washed away my torment. As i lay on the floor in the puddle of sweat, my arms aching with fatigue, my biceps emerged and guess what...I kissed them knowing that they are the only two i will ever love. So what's the crux of this story? Whether you agree my biceps are big or not, I love them more than i love you. Count yourself lucky i showed them to you in photo don't try to touch them they are sensitive k.

Anyway, spending today all alone at home, maybe you might think its kind of sad (timmy so poor and lonely, biceps so big and pretty haha) but actually i kind of prefer it because i think there's no better way to spend the festive season than with your family, i always feel kinda of guilty when i go out say Xmas eve, New Year Eve leaving my mum alone at home. Girls don't laugh, you never stay at tekong chalet before.