I admit I might be a visual slut. I slut around even when I'm with the beau. And when I mean I'm a visual slut, I cruise around wherever I go! In the gym, in the mall, while dining, basically everywhere. And when I see 2 possible guys walking together, I'd say "gay couple" and he'd look at me and ask, how do you know? to which I reply, I just know. >.<
So while we were at Starbucks in Subang Jaya the other day, there was this young chap in purple tights fondling with a phone or something. His biceps are just so big I couldn't take my eyes of it. I had the thought of wanting to snap a picture of it but he didn't appear to be large enough in my camera, so I gave up.
The thing is, the beau was sitting in another table with a proper couch because well, who wouldn't want a couch right? I was sitting in those wooden chair because it's nearer to a socket. So we were seated seperately... And I was turning my head to look at big biceps guy like once in every 30 seconds.
So this guy, he's actually in his early 20s I think. Definitely a gym member, and I assume he's a student of Taylor's. Just an assumption. Fair skin, spikey hair, tight shirt, jeans, white shoes. Either he's a sportsman or he's an avid gymmer. And he's got like, amazing body!
Die la now I even blog it out here. The beau's gonna strangle me. HAHAHA.
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