Riding a bike

After reading my post, she mentioned casually.

Sex is like riding a bicycle.
Even if it's been a long time, you'll never forget how to.

Yea right, but there goes my bike stunt skills..
My hands-free riding.. My bike jump.. My 1-inch-screech-brake.. My..

She shot that look at me again.

Okay, I think I better shut up now.

Batman

Sorry, I just can't resist it..

New fashion trend

Will it catch on?

Drifting

Part of the reason why I am learning driving now, is for this.
Anyone want to take a test drive with me after I get my license?

Ho ho ho.

Right

In the wee morning of X'mas day, she tries to put a foot into matters she knows only of one-sided, without even attempting to take a back step and listen, she just bites and doesn't let go, eventually losing her temper and started screaming.

Observe before you listen. Listen before you analysis.
Analysis before you act. Act without regrets.

I feel that you should always start off by observing every little detail. Taking an overview of the situation. After that, listen. Listen to all accounts, all points of view. Afterall, everyone will have their own perspective of what happened. And they will be blinded by their own point of vision. Only after observing and listening can you piece together a complete account. Then you can analysis.

Then you can judge.

This is not the first time she does this. Alot of times when I am trying to tell her something, after the first line, she will jump into conclusion. And once she does that she bites and doesn't let go, disregarding whatever you say next and taking it all just to twist it back to you, making sure she stands right with her initial statement.

Rats, what a way to start off X'mas.

Ouch

Hold my hand

I still remember that day.

The movie is about to start and we are rushing down the stairs. She tried to keep up with me and in doing so, missed a step and fell. She would always look at that scar on her knee and complain that it's my fault that her perfect legs are now imperfect. She is right about her legs being perfect alright, but when I run my fingers along her legs, when I reach that mark, I don't see imperfection, I just see that little something that made her mine. It just made me love her a little more each time.

She doesn't know this, but from that day on, I made a promise to myself. To hold her hand tighter so she wouldn't fall again.
To be there to pick her up if she does.

To hold her hand forever.

Phelps

A little late.. But still, funny!

Photoshop

That's why I say, there's no ugly girls, only bad photoshop skills.

Hug hug

I believe in Santa

They tell me that's how it works.

You meet someone, you fall in love, after awhile you fall out of love, and you move on. You repeat that process as many times as it takes with as many parties as it takes, till the both of you decide you are too tired to play this game, and settle down.

Take a look around they tell me. It's time to grow up and stop believing in fairy tales. Everyone goes through the same thing, what makes you so special? What makes her so special? Do you really think that she's an angel put on earth just for you? The problem with you my friend, is that you believe in true love, perfect love, crazy love, everlasting love. Love that doesn't exist in the real world. The grown-ups' world.
Leave Neverland, Peter Pan.

Yes, I believe in Santa. I always will.

Forever love.

Nothing

Dear friends,

Just before the end of the year, I want to thank you for the emails you have forwarded to me over the year.

I must send a big thank you to whoever sent me the one about rat shit in the glue on envelopes, because I now have to use a wet sponge with every envelope that needs sealing. Also, I now have to wipe the top of every can I open for the same reason. I no longer drink Coca-Cola because it is used to remove toilet stains. I no longer go overseas because someone will drug me in my hotel room and remove my kidneys, leaving me unconscious in a bathtub full of ice.

I have learned that my wishes only get answered if I forward emails to seven friends and make the wish within five minutes. I also learned that by just paying as little as 100 bucks, I can enlarge my pe*is to porn industry standards.

But I can't do that because I no longer have any savings - I gave it all to some sick girl who is about to die in the hospital for the 100th time. But that will change once I receive the $15,000 that Bill Gates/Microsoft are sending me for participating in their special email programs. Or from the senior lawyer in Nigeria who wants me to split seven million dollars with me for pretending to be a long lost relative of a customer who died recently.

By the way, a South American scientist after a lengthy study has discovered that ugly people with low IQ who don't have enough sex, always read text on the web while holding the mouse.

Don't bother taking it off now, it's too late.

Diet Water

Diet Water anyone?
How about some Diet Air to go with it?

Leggy

I remembered what I liked about her. She has the longest legs I've ever seen on any girl. If you followed the silky white curves along the length of it, you would think that it stretches on forever.

I still don't know if it's the best basis for the love of your life.

Or simply the worst.

Looking out

Looking out; horizon skimming the seas,
a dreamy daze came on upon me,
blurry the lines of thee,
my dreams stitching through reality.

What-the-ham

Do you guys see it too?
Or it's just me.

Divorce

I took another gulp of Heineken.

Urgh, it just reminded me why I hated beer so much.

He on the other hand, downed the whole thing at one go and ordered another. His face tells me he is far away but his pain is so near.

I gave it my best shot.

Don't worry. The most she can get is half of everything you own.

I regretted saying it the moment the words left my mouth. I could not have been more wrong. I took another look at him and from his eyes, I see traces of myself. No, he ain't that kind of guy. I should have known better.

Truth is, she took with her everything he had.

Everything he ever wanted.

Food chain

Alas, we are no longer the top of the food chain.

My work is cheap

I seriously don't get it.

Why is it that because I am a designer, friends assume that they can get me to design for them for free? Or sometimes for peanuts. Is it because my work is cheap? Is design an inferior profession?

You don't conclude that you will have a free lifetime warranty for your car if you have a mechanic friend, do you? You don't fork out some pennies and expect your doctor friend to keep you healthy for the rest of your life, do you?

I mean, I don't mind fixing a piece of work you are finishing already, or clearing some bugs your site might have.. That's fine.
But from scratch?
Head to toe?
Hello?

If my work is cheap, so are you!

So sweet

She tilted her head and squinted at me, puzzled.

Since when you became so sweet?

Eh, hello?! I've always been sweet.
I am so sweet you can get diabetes just by talking to me. *wink*

Void watches

Should I give myself an early X'mas pressie?
*rub chin *rub chin

Gillian Chung

Happened to catch bits of 'Beyond Our Ken', a 2004 movie starring Gillian Chung, on the TV last night. I'll let you read the synopsis before I proceed.

When Ching (Gillian Chung) discovers that her sleazy ex-boyfriend, Ken (Daniel Wu), posted nude photos of her on the Internet, she forms an unlikely alliance with Ken's current girlfriend, Shirley (Tao Hung), to wreak an unusual form of revenge.

Even before I can say déjà vu, Gillian came sobbing on screen, cursing Daniel for posting yet another one of their intimate photos online.

Nice.

And that ain't even the most amusing part yet. Near the end of the movie.. came the twist. It's revealed that Gillian was actually the one who posted the intimate pictures online in an attempt to break Daniel up with his current girl! Hur hur.

An otherwise rather medicore film, now packs enough irony and dark humour to put a grin on my face.

Boys

She asked if I would be going to her Birthday Bash this coming week.

Will there be any cute chicks going too?
How skimpily will the gals be dressed?
Do I get to bring any home?

She stared at me.

1 question. 3 replies. Non acceptable.

Well, boys will be boys right? Guess I just forfeited my invitation.

It's been a long time

I started a joke, which started the whole world crying,
But I didn't see that the joke was on me, oh no.

A simple man

She was rolling on the bed with her DSlite when I entered the room.
I covered her up nicely with the blanket as I snuggled in with her.
I smiled at her and gave her a light peck on the lips as I opened my book and started reading.

I am a simple man, with a simple dream.

It was rainy heavily outside and the windows started to mist. I closed my book and turned to look at her. She looked so fair and beautiful against the darkness of the night. I couldn't help myself but stay frozen.. mesmerized. She gave a light smack on my head and pouted.

What is it?

I wanted to tell her how much I really loved her. I wanted to tell her how wonderful she looked tonight. I wanted to tell her how amazing it is to look into her eyes and see us in it. I wanted to tell her so many things.

Instead, I just smiled and squinted my eyes, making a face at her.

Want a cup of hot choco?

She nodded.

I cuddled close to her and gave her a tight squeeze before rolling off the bed. I scurried myself towards the kitchen, but not three steps away from the bed, I am already starting to miss the warmth of her body against the chillness of the night.

When I got back, she was no longer there.

She never will be.

I am a simple man, but alas, things are never simple.

The love guru

The clouds parted as she descended from above, scattering rays of light in every direction. Time stood still as everyone waits in anticipation.
She looked me in the eye, speaking slow and deliberately.

The one who holds the power in every relationship,
is the one who cares the least.

Ah, such words of wisdom. The love guru has spoken. All hail~

Cheem arr

She asked me why my posts all so cheem one?
Her england not powderful enough to understand leh.

I just sound deep,
but deep down..
I am very shallow.

One night stand

She took another sip of her Cosmo before finally taking a step away from her table and slowly towards the bar. Stopping just a few steps short, she turned and looked at the girls, searching for some sort of acknowledgment or support. They gave her the thumbs ups and urged her forward.

She took one big breath and lightly tapped my shoulders. I turned around puzzled.

Hi?

Hi.. I am trying to get a drink, but the bartender seems too occupied to notice me.. *pouts* I was wondering if you could.. *shrug*

Okay, I swear it's the pouting. She just looks so incredibly cute when she does that, and it hit me at my weakest spot. It was all dreamy after that and I was smitten. There was some small talk, some light flirting, some drinks arrived, and soon she went off with the Cosmo I paid for in one hand, and a napkin with my number on the other.

The girls cheered like she was a general returning from a glorious battle. She toasted with them while waving the napkin like a victory trophy, as if it was the head of the fallen treacherous king. Then she casually flicked the prized memento over her shoulders.

That was crazy! I swear I am never playing truth or dare with you girls ever again!

And yes, I spent yet another one night stand-ing in the midst of the fun and buzz, in the heartbeat of this crazy city I call home.

Hollow wind

We're taking a break at the void deck after our jog when they passed us.
Dark Gothic, with a tint of blood and gore on their faces.

But hot girls hailing cabs nonetheless.

Remind me again what are we doing, jogging on Halloween night?
He shrugged.

I took a look at him and another look at the girls, gently shaking my head as the hollow wind blew through my heart and soul.

Playing with fire

She asked if I dared take a ride from her if she's driving.

Why not? I replied.
If I can take your cooking, I sure can survive your driving.

How is that the same!?
I can sense her starting to boil.

I mustered the straightest face I could and replied.
Well, I am putting my life at risk in both cases..

Ah.. Playing with fire; cheap thrills of the modern man.