Kota Kinabalu Trip Trilogy III
A bonus trip was the Kian Kok Orchestra performance which Chubby brought us to, I found myself feeling superior among the secondary school students but quietly sat in the crowd watching quietly. It was a money investing, face saving, pride reserving, fame claiming music show, but I enjoyed most of the show and imagined how would I be if I joined the club back then, then again, I had no music element in any part of my body, so it would be foolish or simply a waste of time on such fantasy.
I wish he didn’t tell us when Chubby introduced the school teacher friend was gay. That would simplify things and I wouldn’t be helpless to be prejudged against him (EVEN THOUGH me too is a gay). It certainly spoils some of the impressions when you meet a new friend knowing he is gay, that things would much relates to kinky stuff like sex, that your mind would often wonder to the topics about gay. Despite of his famine gestures which I rather resented, I still hope to treat a new friend as a friend, not someone I would set barrier in the first place upon the first conversation. It was sad I acted this way, I don’t know why I did, but I know this is a kind of discriminative action.
The trip to KK was supposed to forget things I had in the Peninsula. But with modern technology on communications, I guess one would never achieve when he’s bringing a mobile phone or computer along. Thus my mind did not really relax 100% as per my initial target, yet it was a good chill out after all. And I cut my hair there too, ugly but I get by easily. It doesn’t matter what they say, the most important thing is I believe I am on my way. Another destination you say eh?