When I make eye contact with myself in the mirror, a small part of me couldn't believe that it's me who's staring back. I look good. If I were to pass myself on the street, I'd totally check myself out. I'm totally my type. Boyishly handsome. Cocky. Ah, I wish I can talk about this more with someone, but I had a failling out with 3 daddies on this site. So I'll just write it here on my blog.