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.
30.12.08
28.12.08
27.12.08
26.12.08
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.
25.12.08
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.
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.
23.12.08
22.12.08
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.
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.
20.12.08
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18.12.08
17.12.08
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.
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.
14.12.08
11.12.08
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.
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.
9.12.08
8.12.08
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.
I still don't know if it's the best basis for the love of your life.
Or simply the worst.
7.12.08
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.
5.12.08
4.12.08
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.
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.
2.12.08
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