August 19, 2022 at 8:20:50 PM UTC
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On August 19, 2022 at 8:20:50 PM UTC, https://bravingkl.blogspot.com/ was accessible when tested on AS4788 in Malaysia.
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Braving KL
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<p class='description'><span>one gay boy, one dysfunctional city, one naked blog</span></p>
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<h2 class='date-header'><span>Friday, July 15, 2011</span></h2>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span">The suffocating mist was finally getting to me, but I had every reason to stay on, in this damp, dark corner. For once I thought I had found myself in the embrace of the little world that had accompanied me so many moments of my life, yet there were no roaming hands, no moaning sounds, and no stale smell of cum. But there was something else, there was him. <o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span">In one quick swipe, his lips were on mine and his hands, moving within the folds of my gym towel. I closed my eyes, already knowing that it was a bad idea, for the imageries flooded my mind, and then the quick and painful realization that you were taken, and so was I.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 115%; "><span class="Apple-style-span">Oh Braving, are you back.</span></span>
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<h2 class='date-header'><span>Wednesday, January 20, 2010</span></h2>
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<span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"><strong>Mr. A:</strong> Hi!<br /><br /><strong>Braving:</strong> Harlow.<br /><br /><em>(Mr. A went all silent, as with all passive bottoms of the world, expecting you to pick up the conversation I suppose, which makes you wonder why they bother to say hi in the first place.)</em><br /><br /><strong>Braving:</strong> OK, so how’s ur weekend?<br /><br /><strong>Mr. A:</strong> Oh, I went to Sentul home.<br /><br /><strong>Braving:</strong> Oh okies. Didn’t know you have a house in Sentul.<br /><br /><strong>Mr. A:</strong> Oh no no, I went there with my friends for a show.<br /><br /><strong>Braving:</strong> Hmm.. u meant to say you organized a show at your place?<br /><br /><strong>Mr. A:</strong> No no no, I don’t stay there la. Haiye, this place in Sentul, just next to maper, how come you dunno one?<br /><br /><strong>Braving:</strong> <em>(Not wanting to pronounce an innocent soul guilty of misspelling a tree that he most probably has never seen in his life)</em> Ah, you mean the Maple condo I believe. You watched a performance there? Where exactly is this place?<br /><br /><strong>Mr. A:</strong> Haiyoh you really dunno hor. So big the signboard also you dunno? When you drive your car there, already at the entrance there got say ma so big the word – H O M E!<br /><br /><em>(A 30-sec silence ensued, as I struggled to catch my breath and recompose myself, from the stark realization of the place this guy was describing.)</em><br /><br /><strong>Braving:</strong> Erm, darling, the name of the place is called KLPAC, not HOME. The four-letter word is YTL’s way of saying that they want you to call their properties in Sentul East/West just that when you’re here.<br /><br /><br />God have mercy on Malaysian gay men.<br /><br /><br /></span>
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<h2 class='date-header'><span>Wednesday, January 13, 2010</span></h2>
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<span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">Ok, so I have been summoned to put up this community service update for all the iPhone users out there.<br /><br />Well if you’re gay and you have an iPhone, and you do not know this already, you will be delighted with this app. <strong><a href="http://www.grindr.com/">Grindr</a></strong> is basically a gay men dating app with a twist – it lists all fellow gay iPhone users around you, sorted by their relative distances from you, with the closest one appearing on the top of your list of course. </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">Throw in the ability to chat, exchange pictures, send maps of actual locations and the such, and you get an excellent social dating app, if nothing more than just a conversational piece over dinner.<br /></span><br /><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none" class="MsoNormal"><span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Verdana', 'sans-serif'; mso-bidi-: EN-USfont-family:Verdana;font-size:12;" lang="EN-US" ><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></span></span></p><a href="//2.bp.blogspot.com/_DmeCBC6yAzU/S03dEBVmKjI/AAAAAAAAAPo/_oOnyWbabiI/s1600-h/grindr.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426236187199547954" src="//2.bp.blogspot.com/_DmeCBC6yAzU/S03dEBVmKjI/AAAAAAAAAPo/_oOnyWbabiI/s400/grindr.jpg" style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 271px; CURSOR: hand"></a><br /><br /><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none" class="MsoNormal"><span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Verdana', 'sans-serif'; mso-bidi-: EN-USfont-family:Verdana;font-size:12;" lang="EN-US" ><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><!--xml:namespace prefix = o /--><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></p>
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<h2 class='date-header'><span>Friday, October 16, 2009</span></h2>
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<span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">Grace had always pride herself as being the most experienced, courteous, and attentive front-line staff of this chic restaurant. There was simply nothing that she had not seen or come across, or handled before. Yet tonight, the sight of a lone diner who opened the most expensive champagne stocked, only to down it all with two glasses and two sets of their most well-known steak was, admittedly, a sight uncustomary even to her.</span><br /><br /><p></p><p><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"></span></p><p><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"></span></p><p><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#3333ff;"><strong>The End</strong></span></p>
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<span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">Kevin suddenly gasped for air as he realised that he's forgotten to breath. This seemingly familiar space was eating into him, didn't matter that it's only his second visit. And its suffocating wetness, he didn't know if he'll ever get used to it. Against the breaking of the mist, Kevin found the tiled bench at the narrow turning again, as wet, and as empty as the first time. He gathered his towel and sat down slowly as the air twirled and danced its way around him.<br /><br />There was a sickening recollection lingering in the air.<br /><br />It was a hard few weeks for Kevin. His phone, as though having suffered an irreversible curse, would never be graced by the painfully-missed number again, no phonecalls, no messages. The pleasures that had momentarily blessed Kevin’s life, it was all but painfully too short-lived, and its departure too sudden.<br /><br />Where did he go?<br /><br />In a fit of frustration, Kevin yanked his towel away and let it dropped carelessly to the rough cement floor. He cupped his face with both hands, only to drag them downwards across his face and neck. There was a maddening void of pain as his nails ran deep into his skin.<br /><br />And then Kevin was ready, he stood up now, and turn his naked body sideways to allow it to catch some of the muted sunlight filtering in from the windows near the entrance, and he started walking further into where the bench led him, into where the mist had held their secrets before this, into where the first encounter happened.<br /><br />Kevin thought he heard a moan, and raised his hands to let his fingers lead the way. This evening, right here, right now, Kevin’s desperate fingers will taste the reassuring male form again.<br /><br />Yet as the longing fingers’ journey fell short of their grand voyage, the only thing that welcomed them was not the familiar ripples of a well-built chest, or the rough stubbles of a carelessly shaved chin, but that of the misty, wet surface of a cold, hard mirror.</span><br /><br /><p></p><p><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"></span></p><p><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"></span></p><p><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#3333ff;"><strong>To be continued</strong></span></p>
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<span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">Within the comfort of his own bedroom, punctuated by the peaceful snoring of his wife, the world of Kevin Tan came crashing down. He stared at his phone, long and hard, pressed the keypad repeatedly, and triggered the power on and off countless times, yet all that came staring back at him was an horrorfully empty message inbox, an inbox that was just earlier this evening graced with an extended list of sms, those discrete exchanges of arrangements for secret meet-ups, of mushy heartfelt expressions, of painful longings and of mundane daily updates, there were screens after screens of those, yet not a single one of them remained now.<br /><br />Kevin felt numb from the torrent of disbelief as he took on the final blow of tonight's discovery - the golden set of numbers, the one obtained from his sauna visit, his only access to the one who owned his heart now, was wiped out together with the message.<br /><br />His mind churned and churned now for answers, this targetted attack could only have one objective in mind, and with one irrefutable suspect. But his wife had been so unsuspecting all these while, so much so that it was making Kevin very guilty. Yet guilt was Kevin's last concern at the moment, the growing void in his phone, his heart, was aching like a million needles, as fitting as it may be, one surge of piercing turmoil for every wave of blissful yearning.<br /><br />However there was no room for confrontation tonight, Kevin was not emotionally equipped to face the exchanges that may ensue. The revolving ceiling fan somehow caught his eyes, and he stared at it for a good half an hour, before his trembling fingers finally surrendered and dropped the phone, overcome now with a sudden surge of helplessness and defeat. And then Kevin slumped into bed, heaved his final sigh for today, and slipped into the comforter and joined his wife.</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><p></p><p><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"></span></p><p><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"></span></p><p><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#3333ff;"><strong>To be continued</strong></span></p>
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<span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">Kevin was blushing still. He wound down the car window and let the torrent of fresh air this lovely Friday midnight hit his face. Streetlights fleeted past him, one by one at first, and then quickly blurred into a stream of dancing lines, of which radiance paled in comparison to the ecstasy written all over his reddened face. He stepped harder on the accelerator.<br /><br />There wasn’t a single occasion in all his thirty-three years of life where he has blushed as hard, Kevin thought. He blamed the wine they had, not just any wine he proudly declared, but a 1978 Chateau Lafite Rothschild that he had kept for the most precious occasion. For a brief moment, he made the effort to check on the gaze of admiration as the bottle was popped open (there was a list of expressions to choose from) but Kevin's attention was quickly summoned back to the star of the night. This first meet up was as perfect as he had wanted it to be, the ambience, the conversations, the food, the surreal qualities of them all, Kevin almost convinced himself that he had dreamt all these up.<br /><br />But his eager heart could not lie, and the bliss inconcealable; Kevin didn't make the effort to hide them at all, not to the waiters serving him, and certainly not to the other patrons that night. Everyone was undeserving of his attention tonight, everyone except one. His focus was unmistakably singular.</span><br /><br /><p></p><p><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"></span></p><p><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"></span></p><p><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#3333ff;"><strong>To be continued</strong></span></p>
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<p><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">For the longest of time, Kevin stood in front of the row of vanity counters at the locker area, oblivious to the buzz of the crowd that was beginning to build up this Saturday evening. In his hand was a strip of glossy magazine paper, hurriedly torn from the corner of an aging library from the lounge area, slightly crumpled, yet on it a series of numbers were scribbled. Kevin tried but could not take the sight off them, nor could he his fingers. This unassuming piece of paper, it smelled of the prized reward of countless late nights of research, of the well-rehearsed reasoning to his wife and children, of deception, yet sweetened liberation.<br /><br />He tightened his grasp on the paper and slowly tasted its significance.<br /><br />Kevin thought, there was a blur on the event leading to this, he tried to recall as he watched his own reflections in the large mirror in front of him, but he realised it didn't really matter perhaps, as all he knew at that moment was he had liked what he saw, this encounter of his in the steam room, and he now had a mean of staying in touch with him. In his head, Kevin was churning with an unfamiliar wave of excitement and the possible thrills this may bring. As the heart raced faster and faster, Kevin knew all too well that his earlier plans of this being a one-off, fuss-free exploration of nursing his curiosity was now being spitted into the sink like a pitiable lump of puss and hastily rushed down the sinkhole. </span></p><p><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"></span></p><p><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"></span></p><p><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#3333ff;"><strong>To be continued</strong></span></p>
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<p><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">From a temporary clearing of the steam, Kevin squinted and saw the first sign of life in this lost, muted world. A mild, involuntary shiver travelled his body as he shifted his sitting position on the wet tiled bench and adjusted and readjusted his views to piece together the physical being that was starting to form at the other end. First came the lightly tanned arms, perched against the edges of the bench, droplets of water flowing downwards and disappearing between the fingers. And then the sharp jaw lines, the lightly parting lips, and the prominent sideburn, as painstakingly trimmed as his own, Kevin thought.<br /><br />He welcomed a sense of familiarity to this sight.<br /><br />For the longest time nothing moved, this desolate quiet world stripped of all sounds, except for the travelling gust of steam, ever hissing and expanding and filling every cracks on the rough cement floor and walls. Kevin let out a breathless sigh, and watched as the steam in front of him parted and twirled away. His way of saying hi perhaps.<br /><br />And then there was the hurried decision, Kevin knew he could not entertain the risk of having second thoughts, he was already too far away from the grasp of his mundane life, this was his moment. But he couldn't bear too the fact that he had dug so low, lower than the begging gaze of the ill-performing secretary that he had told off earlier this morning. There was a disconnect now between him and the trembling hand that was slowly stretching forward, sideways, towards the figure. From the corner of his eyes, Kevin watched as his fingers poked into the steam, and faded into a blur of shadows.<br /><br />He closed his eyes now, imagining what the sight would be if he were to grow eyes on the tip of his index fingers. There was no plan on where exactly to plant them anyway. This, strange, peculiar act of saying hi, this singular moment of eager anticipation of landfall, with all its unspeakable undercurrent of guilt and fun, indeed was as far as Kevin as gone before.</span></p><p><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"></span></p><p><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#3333ff;"><strong>To be continued</strong></span></p>
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<span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">I can't remember what triggered it to be exact, but Kel slapped the table in an act of animated glee and started giggling like the happiest kid in the world, all for the patrons on a busy Saturday night in Dome KLCC to see. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">I have to say that the contorted expressions didn't quite go well with his generous coat of facial hair and the dark-frame specs, but still, it made my day.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">"So what do you remember most about this gay blog that you used to read?" I asked.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">"Oh, I normally would just quickly glance through, but the pic taken of two guys holding hands is still fresh in mind." </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">I looked away, towards the park entrance glass doors just meters away, and reminised the scene about a year back, I think, that singular minute of frantic digging for my digital camera in the gym bag, followed by an unabashed attempt at inching closer to the unsuspecting couple to snap the scandalous body language in action.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">"And oh, those before-and-after pics showing the wonders of photoshop is fun too!" Kelvin's facial parts had snapped back into place, but he's still in high spirits.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">"Haha, must be something to behold." At this point, I was beginning to wonder if he'll ever touch on the more scandalous stuff like sauna floor plans, but to my pleasant surprise, he never did. Must be a recent follower.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">"I wonder why he never write anymore." Kel looked my way and said. And then I put down the set of fork and spoon, and reached for my glass of warm water.<br /></span>
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<span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"><strong>one of three</strong><br />3am was not ungodly an hour for Newo to call. In between his quick-paced chatter, I could hear his labored pants. The little ascent along the slopes to Frangi couldn’t be that tough, he admitted that he was indeed rather drunk. From his incessant mumble, I concluded that he called to lecture me about something I did of which details I could no longer recall. Still, his undeniably charming, intoxicated voice stuck like a magnet. Damn, he kept me awake the whole night.<br /> <br /><strong>two of three</strong><br />Avidog promised to cook me pasta for the rest of my life. Not just any pasta, I told him. It’s got to be spicy olio spaghetti. He wouldn’t be of much use anymore if I could just kidnap the chef working in Dome, but then he goes “all the chef in Dome are basically Bangladeshi and your favourite pasta is pre-prepared in the central kitchen and sent to each outlet”. Hmm I can’t live with a Bangladeshi my whole life, can I?<br /><br /><strong>three of three</strong><br />Braving: you left your toothbrush here last night.<br />Misu: yes, I did.<br />Braving: you know the other day I just threw away five.<br />Misu: I’ll just use yours. </span>
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<span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">Love comes when you least expect it to. In the case of Aikidosan who had just turned and looked at me in the darkness of the cinema hall, I just could not recall anymore the string of events that brought us here. We caught each other’s glances and hung on for a few seconds, and then he gave me a silly pinch on my right ear, and we shifted our attention back to the movie.<br /><br />Was it from gay.com? I would go there on those occasional evenings when I am really bored, and end up with far too many chat windows that I could possibly handle, and then a bunch of msn contacts that would remain dormant and ultimately turn stale and get deleted in a few weeks’ time.<br /><br />Or perhaps you belong to one of those Fridae folks that I’ve been mindlessly exchanging hearts with? Those folks who, besides hearts, I have not exchanged much of anything else with.<br /><br />But it doesn’t matter anymore, Aikidosan ultimately broke away from the fuzzy clutter and held up his resume right at my face. He made his intentions known despite the distance, and he persevered despite my self-protective arrogance - any sane man would stop sms’ing after the 4th unreplied message.<br /><br />And so we would end up where we are today, at the start of a journey, doesn’t matter how long or short it would travel, and where it actually began, I really have no idea.<br /><br />You just never know what you’ll get, this internet thing.<br /><br /><em><span style="color:#cc0000;"><blockquote><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"><em><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>Braving:</strong> “So tell me how we met again?”<br /><strong>Aikidosan:</strong> “Erm, can I see you again tomorrow?”</span></em></span></blockquote></span></em></span><em><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"></span></em>
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<span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">Are you hitting the gym on a daily basis and working your butts out at the free weights area but yet grimace at the sight of the loose layers of fat that have stubbornly clung on to your body like how the Type C uncles stick their soapy bods to the frosted partition in the showers?<br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">Well unfortunately the miracle no-sweat workout pill has yet to be invented, but if you are dying to look great for the once-in-a-lifetime photo, then wait no longer, because Photoshop is here to your rescue.<br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">And what better way to demonstrate the miracles of Photoshop then to use real-life examples of photos kidnapped from Fridae? Come witness now the jaw-dropping transformation of less-than-desirable bods into the Type A championship mouth-watering versions that many of us spend countless hours in the gym working towards.</span><br /><br /><strong><u><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">Before:</span></u></strong><br /><a href="//4.bp.blogspot.com/_DmeCBC6yAzU/SELhqrPVAZI/AAAAAAAAAII/2kGtbDgvHxQ/s1600-h/pic01.jpg"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206972242471485842" src="//4.bp.blogspot.com/_DmeCBC6yAzU/SELhqrPVAZI/AAAAAAAAAII/2kGtbDgvHxQ/s400/pic01.jpg" style="CURSOR: hand"></span></a><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><strong><u>After:</u></strong><br /></span></span><a href="//3.bp.blogspot.com/_DmeCBC6yAzU/SELhrKx2r5I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Al6QbnZtBb0/s1600-h/pic01a.jpg"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206972250937798546" src="//3.bp.blogspot.com/_DmeCBC6yAzU/SELhrKx2r5I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Al6QbnZtBb0/s400/pic01a.jpg" style="CURSOR: hand"></span></a><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"> </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><strong><u>Before:</u></strong><br /></span></span><a href="//1.bp.blogspot.com/_DmeCBC6yAzU/SELhrQ1XyRI/AAAAAAAAAIY/jf2UwQAMjrQ/s1600-h/pic02.jpg"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206972252563163410" src="//1.bp.blogspot.com/_DmeCBC6yAzU/SELhrQ1XyRI/AAAAAAAAAIY/jf2UwQAMjrQ/s400/pic02.jpg" style="CURSOR: hand"></span></a><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"> </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><strong><u>After:</u></strong><br /></span></span><a href="//2.bp.blogspot.com/_DmeCBC6yAzU/SELhrg0HiVI/AAAAAAAAAIg/tQPV-uxMdew/s1600-h/pic02a.jpg"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206972256852871506" src="//2.bp.blogspot.com/_DmeCBC6yAzU/SELhrg0HiVI/AAAAAAAAAIg/tQPV-uxMdew/s400/pic02a.jpg" style="CURSOR: hand"></span></a><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"> </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><strong><u>Before:</u></strong><br /></span></span><a href="//2.bp.blogspot.com/_DmeCBC6yAzU/SELhsnbD-qI/AAAAAAAAAIo/Iv3z2j5_RL0/s1600-h/pic03.jpg"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206972275806698146" src="//2.bp.blogspot.com/_DmeCBC6yAzU/SELhsnbD-qI/AAAAAAAAAIo/Iv3z2j5_RL0/s400/pic03.jpg" style="CURSOR: hand"></span></a><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"> </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><strong><u><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">After:</span></u></strong><br /><a href="//4.bp.blogspot.com/_DmeCBC6yAzU/SELhy5_8EII/AAAAAAAAAIw/4P7Yxqs3kzI/s1600-h/pic03a.jpg"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206972383872422018" src="//4.bp.blogspot.com/_DmeCBC6yAzU/SELhy5_8EII/AAAAAAAAAIw/4P7Yxqs3kzI/s400/pic03a.jpg" style="CURSOR: hand"></span></a><br /><br /><strong><u><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">Before:</span></u></strong><br /><a href="//4.bp.blogspot.com/_DmeCBC6yAzU/SEQEXWoQ5uI/AAAAAAAAAI4/DUKGWo6fHxc/s1600-h/pic04.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207291868405098210" src="//4.bp.blogspot.com/_DmeCBC6yAzU/SEQEXWoQ5uI/AAAAAAAAAI4/DUKGWo6fHxc/s400/pic04.jpg" style="CURSOR: hand"></a><br /><br /><strong><u><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">After:</span></u></strong><br /><a href="//4.bp.blogspot.com/_DmeCBC6yAzU/SEQEXmjjWmI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Wdb9iRnEXjI/s1600-h/pic04a.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207291872680303202" src="//4.bp.blogspot.com/_DmeCBC6yAzU/SEQEXmjjWmI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Wdb9iRnEXjI/s400/pic04a.jpg" style="CURSOR: hand"></a>
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<span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">There is a certain kind of message that you should avoid like a plague in Fridae – <strong>the DBKL Message</strong>. These are the mass-produced, impersonal messages that are copied and pasted to Fridae from a template, and sent over and over again by their owners, to whoever members they fancy.<br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">One shining example can be seen <a href="http://bravingkl.blogspot.com/2008/03/ultimate-introduction.html">here</a>.</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"><br />The (in)famous traits of the DBKL Message are:<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"><ul><li>Your name is missing from the message. For example, it starts with just a ‘Hi.’, instead of a ‘Hi Kelvin’.</li><li>It comes with questions asking about at least 5 of the following details of you - name, hometown, current location, stat, msn address, contact number, top or bottom, hobbies and work. This is regardless of whether or not you have already included them in your profile - they are in an awful hurry and cannot be expected to go through your stuff.</li></ul>It normally ends with a way of getting in touch with them, either via msn, mobile number, or email.<br /><br />Obviously, their behaviours are closely related to those of Active DBKL, as their rather low QC means that they simply find themselves overwhelmed with too many profiles to send messages to, such that they have no time to personalized each and every one of these messages.<br /><br />Analysing the traits above will then produce an anti-thesis of DBKL Message – the extremely more successful <strong>Class A Message</strong> that is a unique, more personalized effort in establishing the first contact with the Type A of your dream.<br /><br />Here are some tips on composing a <strong>Class A Message</strong>:<br /><br /><ul><li>Address him by his name. We know that may not be obvious at first, but more often, it can be, if you pay attention to the profile name.</li><li>Keep it short and simple. Don’t offer to give a lengthy account of your day or explain the grandmother story of how you came out of the closet in your first message to him.</li><li>Personalised! Give comments and ask relevant questions that are more likely to interest him. Run through his photos and profiles to get an idea. For example, ask him where he took the picture of the beautiful sunset in one of his photos, or tell him how adorable the dog that appears in over 60% of his photos is.</li><li>Always ensure that your messages have questions in them, so that he will feel more motivated to reply you. If all you do is to answer all his questions, but never post any for him, it may just end the entire exchange prematurely, as you risk coming across as a self-centered, self-infatuated Princess.<br /></li></ul>One important note that we’ll like to stress: 70% of Fridae message exchanges end after the exchange of MSN addresses. Some members somehow appear to be avid collectors of MSN addresses, because once they obtained this piece of information about you, it seems like you’ll never hear from them again.<br /><br />Two possible explanations arise:<br /><br /><ul><li>The comfort that they now have your MSN addresses means that they are sure they’ll be able to get in touch with you whenever they want to, but they always end up occupied and so will never do. Psychologically, this is not unlike the fact that you do not visit a tourist attraction in your vicinity because you know that it’ll always be there for you when you finally feel like visiting it.</li><li>Your may be drown in their MSN contact list, of which member count tallies at 1000 and is growing by the day. They simply do not notice you as they browse through their contact list.<br /></li></ul>Thus for higher success rate, keep the conversation going in Fridae for at least 5-8 rounds, or until you feel positive that an MSN contact will be sustained, before revealing this important detail.<br /></span><br /></span>
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<span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">The sisterhood believes that the population of members with photos in their profiles can be broken down into the following 3 main categories:</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"><br /><strong><u><span style="color:#009900;">Members with clear & identifiable public face-pics – 65%:</span></u></strong><br />These members, regardless of whether they are Type A, B, or C, are obviously not shy about showcasing themselves to the entire online population. These are folks who have comfortably come to terms with their sexuality and many will turn out to be genuinely nice people.<br /><br /><strong><u><span style="color:#009900;">Members with non face-pics public photos – 20%:</span></u></strong><br />These members employ some level of anonymity via photo-taking or PhotoShop techniques to showcase blurry photos, photos of silhouettes or outlines of their face and body features, or camouflaged photos (generally just photos of buildings or sceneries with the member posing as passer-by in an obscure corner of the photo, so that you’ll need to squint to find them, and when you do find them, you’ll can’t tell if it’s really them or their mother-in-laws or pets).<br /><br />Also included in this category are members who put photos of everything else under the sun and moon in their profile, such as photos of their belongings (like pets, plants, perfume collection etc), photos of famous actors and porn stars and pure scenery shots.<br /><br />A breakdown of these members:<br /><ul><li>90% of these members would regrettably turn out to be a Type C</li><li>10% of these members could still be a Type A or B, but could have an extremely low self-esteem, or more likely, have not come to terms with their sexuality yet, and thus may present imminent challenges commonly found among closeted folks.<br /></li></ul><strong><u><span style="color:#009900;">Members with pics of body parts only – 15%:</span></u></strong><br />These members choose to present you with the achievements of the countless hours spent in the gym, or photo proof of how well-equipped they are down there. (Of course, for members of different roles, this could be referring to the ‘provider’ tool in front, or the ‘acceptor’ tool behind).<br /><br />Out of these members:<br /><ul><li>60% of them actually may have presentable Type A or B faces, but chose instead to focus your attention on their body, leaving us to conclude that there can only be one thing in their mind – sex. </li><li>The remaining 40% have regrettably Type C faces, and so are left with the only option of marketing themselves via the showcasing of their Type A or B body parts.</li></ul><p></p><p></span></p>
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<span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">Are you the type who log on to Fridae everyday and head over to your hearts page the first thing, only to find yourself confronting a list of hearts from the same old members, day after day, without fail?<br /><br />Well, the sisterhood believes that, if you have exchanged 3 to 4 rounds of heart with the exact same member, and it doesn’t seem like there will be any other follow-up actions from it (such as exchange of messages or chatting in msn), then don’t bother replying their hearts anymore, coz they’re most probably doing a non-selective heart-replying action on a daily basis, or better known as the <strong>DBKL Reply</strong> (i.e. sending hearts to every tom, dick and harry on their friends or bookmark list). This means, they actually won’t realize that you have stopped replying to their hearts, and thus will continue to send you hearts day after day till time immemorial.<br /><br />Of course, if a particular member is your Type A (remember the Desirability Scale?), you would naturally have already taken the initiative to write to him. But in general, for higher success rates, invest more time on hearts received from someone NEW, especially if it’s accompanied with a message or a ‘Add Friend’ request (this means YOU are his type A, baby!).<br /><br />And if you are the ones guilty of doing the non-selective heart-replying. Shame on you! Exactly what kind of fat hopes are cooking in your head!? We believe you may consider spending more time doing another set of chest pumps in the gym, or enjoying another application of facial mask on the sofa.</span>
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<p><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">Another topic of conversation that inevitably dominates our sisterhood dinners these days is Fridae. Yes, it’s supposedly THE premier gay personals site for Singapore and Malaysia (and some say Thailand, Taipei and Japan too). We find it fulfilling to share our experiences of how we spend our precious online moments staring into the screen browsing profiles and replying hearts and messages, and how we deal with the multitudes of colourful characters that would grace our myFridae page everyday. </span></p><p><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">Naturally this evolves into our respective observations and analysis of the entire Fridae culture, followed by a semi-heated debate to advocate, challenge or clarify on each others’ viewpoints, and finally a collection of conclusions and best practices that we would unanimously agree and apply, which shall now be known as the</span></p><ul><li><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"><strong>The BravingKL Guide to FRIDAE</strong></span></li></ul><p><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;">Stay tuned!</span></p><p></p>
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<span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">The sisterhood dinners have been getting rather productive lately. While savouring our meals, we find it necessary to engage ourselves in challenging discussions that help to analyse and address some of the common topics and issues that are close at heart to the gay community in KL.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">Inevitably peppering the discussions are Men, Men and more Men. (OK, we can be shallow and deep at the same time). So we find it absolutely necessary to create an analysis that would easily facilitate any references to Men.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">Sindy was the first one to propose this, and then we collectively worked on improving the definitions and analysis, which I will now present to you as:</span><br /><br /><br /><ul><li><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"><strong>The BravingKL Desirability Scale</strong></span> </li></ul><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">The scale helps to Resolver
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