Sweet Love.

Thanks for all your love darling Jasmin!

Its times like tonight which makes me feel you're are worth every single drop of my energy and time. Thanks for coming down all the way just to have a simple dinner with me. Thank you for the sweet words and the CD. Definitely something I'll hold dear to me. Thank you for booking the dinner for us, promise we'll go there someday! 

Most importantly thank you for the promise you made to me in the CD... The past few days especially, I can tell you're putting so much into this relationship... Don't ever stop kaez darling, that'll keep us going on and on.

1 month later, and I'm so glad I asked you. My only regret is that I wasn't able to ask you sooner... Things have never looked so good for the both of us. After so long, I still wanna squeeze and hug you every time I see you smiling at me! Can't get enough of you... Sometimes, thinking of you and our holiday makes me smile to myself during work... All those happy times together, with you screaming at me and trying to bite me... hahaha never forget those times kaez darling, because its not the achievements in our lives that will matter in old age, but the memories from the past. 

Just had a another funny thought about you! One of the many I'll usually have throughout the day. Old gummy kiss! Hahaha we've had plenty of practice so I'm sure we'll be good at it when we're 80. 

Happy 1 month Darling! Love you like crazy. 

Back to Work!

The weary slave picks up his well-worn tools, shrugs his heavy shoulders, and shuffles back to work. The allure of more money to be earned, has drawn yet another weak soul into slavery's iron grasp. The contract has been signed, cast in stone. The slave willingly lets himself be chained to a cannon ball, and starts loading chocolates into the sturdy wooden carriage. Slavery himself stood over his minions, his slaves, and an evil smirk broke out over his old wrinkled and shrivelled face. His body was but a confusing assortment of chains, steel bars, iron clasps, ropes and binds. Money stood by his side, silently and obediently carrying out his master's will. Slavery's most powerful pawn, together they enslaved hundreds, if not thousands of men, women and children. Slavery's most powerful chains were not of steel, but frail pieces of paper stashed away in a bag which never left his side. Contracts, thousands of them. Binding people more strongly and more surely than any chain. 

Slavery looked over his garden of torment and suffering. Acres upon acres of unfinished work. He cast a smug smile at Money, who met his master's gaze. They knew more slaves were coming. More. Much more. The recession had come.

Half-baked, Hair-brained.

Goodness I'm so irritated now... Just got off the phone with Jasmin discussing our holiday plans. Filled with so much hurtful things I wanna just blurt out at her, keeping it inside is so hard. Hopefully I told her how I felt in a nicer way.

Free-spirited, carefree, going with the flow, living up the moment, impulsive, whatever you call it... But her personality which I adore so much has its negative points. It makes her come up with stuff at the very last minute, fickle minded, and not putting much, if any thought into things. That's the root cause of her disappointments in life. But she doesn't realise it, because her character is such that she gets over disappointments easily and readily. 

She asked me to go to Chinatown with her at 12 am. I was like... are you serious? Everything would be closed! Then she argued that it would be swarming with people till 2 am. I told her that by the time we go down there, at best, we'll spend 1 hr 30 minutes there and then have to go home. Disappointment hits her again. She sighs heavily over the phone. Its moments like these that pisses me off. So is it my fault for not going with you? Sure darling, I can be your ideal guy and go with you right then. But please tell me you thought of how we can get home after that or what else we're gonna do. Don't make me feel bad for not supporting your hair-brained ideas, just because I can think through things more completely. I hate to disappoint you, and I get this feeling from you pretty often, and I always feel its my fault when it isn't. 

Holiday planning has been a semi-disaster so far. The first few discussions we had, all ended in her feeling disappointed as usual and not wanting to go on the holiday anymore. Took me so much effort to stop myself from telling her that when she is independent one day, she'll never be able to plan a holiday by herself. To "research" a holiday destination, she simply googles up some lovely pictures on the internet, finds some websites with more lovely pictures, sends the websites to me and tells me she wants to go there. What's the budget like? Dunno. (Or got it confused with another website)  How do we get there? Dunno. Terms and conditions? Dunno. Do you wanna do the activities on the package you showed me? Dunno. I think I have the right to be irritated at this point. 

The worst part; she hates to admit that she's wrong. Instead, she'll think of a reason to try to validate her arguments, which pisses me off even more. The top of the list? Over the price of holiday packages and room rates.

J: The prices for holiday packages and room rates are the same!

M: How can that be? Its impossible. Holiday packages include room rates as well as the cost of other activities!

J: I know, but its the same! Because the tour operators are.... (some reason that I didn't understand and didn't make sense)

M: Think about it. One includes room rates and activities. One is purely cost of room rates. Both same price?

J: I dunno la, but that's what I found out.

Darling, and you ask me why people don't take you seriously. Did you really want me to finish the above argument with you?

Don't tell me stuff like "I confirm." or "Duh-uh". The latter especially pisses me off. By saying that, you're telling me that you've went through everything, know more than me, and that I have completely no reason to question you. Don't ever say that to me unless you're sure you know more than me. If you think the questions I ask you are stupid, then don't you think that there's a reason why I asked them in the first place?

I don't like arguing with her over small things... I wanna try to bring her to see the big picture... Nothing wrong with not knowing anything about where we wanna go. But something's wrong when you don't know anything, come to me talking like you've got it all worked out, get me irritated and doubtful of your capabilities, you disappointed and your feelings crushed, both of us ending the night unhappily. Something's gotta change on your side right? I mean, what do you want me to do? Smile and agree with everything you say, then let you go there and be disappointed again, and having no one to blame but yourself? That's your ideal, traditional, non-MCP, gentlemanly boyfriend you so want to have right? Yes darling, we'll go where ever you want, we'll get a house which can hold 4 people, never mind that we'll exceed budget, miss a day or two because we didn't figure out transport, have no money to eat, and realise that we're actually staying in a shack by the beach because you were mislead by the website photos. Never mind all these! Darling because I am your gentlemanly boyfriend, I'll give you whatever you want, and suffer all your disappointments with you.

Sorry, I'm not such a person. I think you deserve better. And I don't want you to be disappointed so much anymore.

This post will probably hurt her. But its words that are truthful and sincere that have the most impact... There's only so much I can bring myself to say to her over the phone, I hate to hear her agreeing with me with such sadness in her voice.

Can't change your personality... That's who you are, that's what makes you Jasmin. And I don't want you to change it. Instead, try controlling it... Impulsive and carefree when times allow, but keeping such thoughts and feelings in check when necessary. That'll help you avoid disappointments in life.

I can tell you this because I like to be like you. I wanna not plan, not think through things so much. To go with the flow. But I can't, cause I'm naturally a very critical person... I evaluate people and things, form my opinions on them, stereotype them. To make a simple decision requires me to think so much... The prices of bread at Coles, where to go out, whether to meet you in the middle of the night...

So many things I wanna do... But once I control my impulses, think things through... suddenly the impulses disappear... And I realise I made the decision for the better. Not boasting about myself, just that I think you might benefit from thinking things through a little more...

That's right... That's what I should have said to you instead of that 5 minute lecture... 

Darling, think through things a little more.

iloveyou. Still. Always.

Rest.

This post has only one purpose. It is for me to remember that this is one of those times in my life where I constantly feel tired and drained. This job is starting to take its toll on me... But, I'm gonna finish it. This piece of shit is going down.

Thanks darling for coming down once again! And stop thanking me for the dinners... a few dollars is nothing compared to your company for dinner. Love you darling, please remain like this always! 

PS: Steven is back. Like what the heck right... Now though I need him a lot, his country bumpkin style and confused little mind is starting to get on my nerves... Not to mention his lack of balls to confirm orders with supervisors... But I try not to get impatient with him... its not his fault actually. Haiz. 4 more days la. Please pay me more money.

Hmmm... these few days my past pursuits have been bugging me... Crap... I sort of don't wanna meet them because of Jasmin, yet it's so impolite to just cut off all contact. Zzz. 

Never Say Die!

Today, my working buddy Steven quit his job. Says he cannot take it anymore. Too fed up with the customers he handled. Feel quite sad for him, because now his pay will be reduced to $3 an hour. That's absolutely crappy. Asked him to try to carry on, just a week more to Chinese New Year, but he said he really cannot stand the job already. Well, I wish him well in his life's journey, and hopefully we may meet again in the future. Was fun working with you.

The Darling was so understanding today. She said that if I tried to smack her ass she'll bite me. But she always bluff me one. Just wiggle her ass and let me smack. =P

Good news. My dad decided to remain in Singapore. Good, apparently he calculated how much loss in earnings he would have to suffer if he took the pay cut for the new job. Nearly fell off his chair I suppose. Hahaha imagine 61% less pay. Good for you daddy! I approve. Hahaha

Gotta start transferring some pics from my old phone to the com for storage. My iphone is just sitting on my table... Hmmm but then again I don't wanna damage it while working with heavy stuff. 

Miss the small (actually now quite big) fat fat. 

Ravishing!

The darling looked soooooo good last night in that top. Hmmm despite being quite fat she still manages to look hot. Maybe fat muscular girls look better than skinny toned ones. Hmmm. Figuring this out is more difficult than studying medicine. Lucky me, my darling's body is awesome. Hahahaha more than half a year down the road and I'm still fascinated by her smile. 

Wanna say sorry for doing something I'm not supposed to... =( I'm a guy. Sorry darling. Really didn't mean to. Will make it up to you; let you put on another 5 kg la. Eat more duck rice.

Did some spy work just now. Investigating potential new family members. Almost puked and died. Omg. Please no. How can that Jasmin bluff me. Hmmm but resources at my disposal are not sufficient for a more thorough investigation. It seems that the limitations stem from a veil of secrecy over the entire situation. Hmmmm plans to extract more information must proceed with up-most caution. Over and out!

Just irritated my darling over msn. Hahaha I love calling her fat and telling her she's ugly. Hahaha my small fat fat cannot take positive criticisms. =D

Missed Calls.

Poor little Jasmin... These few days have been pretty busy for me. Like my day is a blur, busy busy busy, and I just feel like dying at the end of it. Too tired to message her, call her, too tired to do anything. Hopefully it will change because the rest of the week ahead will be slacker. 

I know she feels neglected and lonely. And when these 2 emotions abound, insecurity and depression will follow quickly. Hmmmm, its not that I don't wanna be with her, its because I can't. For the greater good, the holiday! No work = No money = No holiday.

I hate these no-brainer jobs. I hate making simple conversations with people I can't understand, don't wanna understand. I hate the looks people give me when I'm doing my job. I hate taking orders from a drop-out 40 year old "manager". I hate speaking to customers who think that the $8.80 they pay for a carton is worth a million dollars. I hate having to think of things to do when I'm bored out of my skull. I hate that the pay is absolutely shit, even the NTUC aunties tell me my job is not worth the money. 

Don't tell me I ignore you because I love working. Not now. Tell me when I'm earning tens of thousands of dollars a surgery. 

But by then, when you're working everyday as well, I doubt this will be an issue anymore.

I love you darling, try to understand...

The very heavy LEGO blocks.

Work today was good. Damn slack, compared to the first 2 days, this was like a stroll in the park. I literally could just stand around the whole day, open my mouth when I feel like it, con some old ladies into buying drinks, and that's it! Wooo, bout a little more than a week of this to go!

Gotta stop working these jobs soon. Majority of the shoppers who approached me spoke Chinese! Surprising, considering that I never really had to use Chinese to speak to anyone in my childhood. Hmmmm yea these few weeks my fluency in Chinese seems to have increased by a lot. Its weird that, when I talk to my mum sometimes, I can rely on Chinese words to get the message across more effectively. Hmmm, that's why some kid's Chinese results are better than others, they just use the language more! Screwed up advantage. Hahaha but its good la, though I prefer to speak good English and stilted Chinese instead. 

Concerned for my dad and his future career. He wants to take a job in Sydney, which pays half his current salary. I'm not so comfortable with that, though my mum has taken it positively. She insists that the move will help him slip into the Australian culture more easily, yet give him a comfortable atmosphere to work in. The majority of the company's employees are Singaporeans.  My view is that the job is not in Melbourne; that defeats the purpose of moving to Australia to be with us in the first place. Secondly, the pay cut is huge. I mean, there's no real pressure for him to move now, and I would much rather he stay on in his current job, and search for something better. He's got time on his side, and we aren't in dire need of cash either. 

Think it through mummy and daddy! Hopefully I will be able to convince my mum a little. Heh.

Work Work Work.

Work again tomorrow! Waking up at like 6.30 am. Man that's horrible. I've like 5 hours left to sleep. 

Darling Jasmin looked so pretty today I just have to mention it. Super hot in that nice dress. And kissing her today was sensational! Omg like her lips were so soft and..... woooo. Awesome kissing her today. Thanks for dinner darling!

Went for a short movie after that. Some crap horror show. Those kind that see already at night not scared that kind. Gan gan off the lights and sleep. A "horror" show.

Hmmm better go sleep, work work work. I love the exercise la, plus got free personal trainer, and the best part? They pay me to exercise. Love it. Pity the exercise starts so early. Like the first day of BMT sia. 

To the girl with the hottest lips I've ever kissed: Muacks! 

Instant Noodles and the Deflating Dog.

Once again, dead in the middle of the night, I'm alone in my room enjoying a hot cup of noodles. Hmmm freedom. Its here, its now. If only we can sit back and observe... this is gonna be as good as it gets. The freedom to do whatever you want, however late u want. Ahhh. No more time constraints, no more uncomfortable heavy loads on my shoulders. 

I'm looking at the green dog. Its cute. Its getting smaller. Love the girl who gave it to me. Never had a gift like that before, haha and it feels good to finally get one. Hmmm, life must be good for a girl huh. Always being showered with gifts (expensive ones at that) and love. Hahaha I was just thinking, if I was a girl, I'd be such a slut. Lol.

I'd probably love short, layered skirts! Hahaha and.... lets see... probably not like pants and long sleeve stuff. I'll probably wanna flaunt it! Hahaha so I'll probably have to be really hot first. Lol. This is weird. Nononono. Its getting late i think. Hmmmm I might wanna go clubbing too and hit on guys for a change. Hahaha and see what they wanna do to me! Lol That'll be fun. 

Ahh what the hell, at the end of the day, I'll probably still think that being a guy is better. MCP.

Job Hunter.

Busy busy busy. Looking for better jobs is such a chore. Gotta wake up at like 9 am or 10 am, flip open the classified section, browse through the jobs, call people, fake interest in the job, and feel a little crushed when I'm not suitable. At least I've got a job in a supermarket, hmmmm better be contented with that. Anyways, I think my dad might have gotten a little something for me... an invigilation job. The pay's good, but the work is irregular. Still, after my supermarket stint, I might be willing to give it a shot. Gotta help Jasmin find something too. Hmmmm that little lazy bum. And my sister ah, she should get a job too. 

Top of the World.

Feel so good today, especially when my results were emailed to me. Always chasing that magical 90%, a full 10% ahead of a high distinction. And I think I'm smelling it. Hahaha. So close, so very close. Next year, I'll destroy the exam paper. Hahaha. Own all the questions inside, own all the lecturers who never bother to change their questions. And next year, no more noisy soccer pitch, no more Desmond kicking balls into my window, no more Indian colony beside my room, no more Hong Kong guy jumping up and down in his room above me. No more of that bullshit. Hahahaha, but still go Henry squirting water under my door. The dust settles, the score sits at 89%. Rearm, replenish, refresh. I'll hit 90% before the war is over. 

Went for the supermarket helpers training today. Boring unhelpful tips and customer relation skills. Most of the people there were waiting for their O level results. Man, the things I'm willing to do for money. 

Got my new iphone unlocked today! And it is awesome. Hahaha I love all that flicking across the screen stuff. 16GB too, the better one currently on sale in Singapore. And the best part? It was my 21st birthday present, almost a full year ago. Hahaha too lazy to unlock it in Aussie. 

Dinner at Billy Bombers with my mummy and sister. Man, it was a good dinner, I had the steak, which was juicy and succulent, and buffalo wings for sides. My mum had the seafood spaghetti, which was not bad, and my sister, the fish and chips. I particularly liked the buffalo wings, large and coated with light tangy sauce. The steak was way too small for my liking, and the serving of chips that accompanied it was pathetic. But the food quality was excellent. 

Took a walk with my mum later that night. I find taking long walks with her very relaxing, and therapeutic. And I think she feels the same way too; she seldom passes up an opportunity to go for a walk, and I think that attitude is excellent. We talk about almost everything under the sun, my dad's job opportunities, her relatives, my studies, her job, family matters, finance, everything. I think she opens up a lot to me because I can listen, and tell her when she's wrong in a way that won't offend her. And I try to hear her out before telling her my views, and she sorts of likes that, wants that. I suspect this is because she doesn't really confide in my dad or take up these issues with him much, only all the hardcore financial stuff and other more important issues. So yea, its good for both of us, and my next aim is to increase the intensity of the walks, maybe extend the distance we cover. And definitely try to drag my daddy into coming along with us. 

Hmmm well, practically ignored Jasmin the whole day... Not on purpose of course, but you know, there are days when you're so busy with things. Better call her soon! Little fattie might get upset again. Love you dearie. 

Jasmin the Bimbo.

Woke up super early today to see my fattie off. Dance dance dance, kick your fat ass then you know. Hahaha.

Tried looking for better jobs today. Wa lao, its so difficult finding a suitable job. Seriously, given the state of the economy, you'd think that people who wanna work for shit pay will find jobs fast. But nooooooo. I think its easier to just queue up and buy TOTO. My mum remarked that the cost of travelling around the island and time wasted filling in application forms could have been put to better use; buy TOTO. Its easier, and it guarantees that your TOTO application form will be processed. Not thrown away.

Bloody hell, one place I went, the punk at the counter with studs in his nose, tore out a page from his popular blue colour note book, and asked me to write down my name and address. He probably crushed it up after I left. People just dying to carry F&N 1.5L drink bottles for a measly $5 an hour, also so hard to find a job. Tell me, what is the Singapore government doing la. Please just give me a job la. Any job. From medical student, to serving customers at the hawker centre, to selling CNY cookies, to wiping the shit from old people's backsides, I also will do. Haiz. One day when I'm absolutely frustrated I'll just work for free la. Just open the gate, go outside and pick up all the dry leaves from the road, put inside the rubbish bin. Hmmm maybe cannot la, later the roadside sweeper come scold me, say I'm trying to steal his job. How sia.

Okok, the night was much better! Jasmin looked smoking hot today. Hmmmm. Maybe its because she's sleepy, and has that dao face on. We ate at Newton hawker centre. The food there was better than I expected. Rumours that the food there sucked and was overpriced were probably outdated. The food was surprisingly good hawker fare, though the price was admittedly a little steep. However, we had a blast stuffing ourselves with popular favourites like char kway teow and oyster omelette and chicken wings and satay and black carrot cake. Mmmm yummy huh. 

Then the Jasmin's bimbo moment came. We ran out of sugar cane juice, and I went to order her another drink. The new drink came in a different container than the previous one. Jasmin immediately stared daggers at me, like "how dare you order something else! I'm so thirsty already still wanna make me drink something weird." And so she refused to drink the drink, instead choosing to sniff and sip at it for a good 5 minutes. I kept on a straight face, trying not to burst out laughing. So goondoo. Hahaha all the time I drank the sugarcane juice, watching her conduct her own mini investigation on the drink. Haha when she was finally brave enough to take a bigger sip of the drink, ta-da! Sugar cane darling! Bet she wanted to dig a hole in the ground with the chopsticks and hide. Haiz, yes that's my Jasmin for you.

The rest of the night was spent at orchard trying to decide what to do. She looked really tired, and I know the feeling of having to wear dry contacts late at night. Hmmm, so I didn't really thought that a movie would be the best way to end the night, but I also wanted to spent more time with her. She's soooo huggable she should have been born a teddy bear. Put her on my bed and let my sister beat the shit out of her from time to time.  

So we decided to call it a night and go home, and yupz, it feels like the right decision now. Going home early, saving on cab fare and not needing to sleep in late the next day. Good stuff, my mummy sure approve. Hahaha

Nights all!

Her Mood Swings.

Her mood swings are starting to annoy me. These few days, she can't make committed decisions, can't plan for the next few days, and basically does things on impulse, influenced by emotion and mood. Which is sort of the reason why we have nothing planned for the rest of the week. I've given up asking her to go out with me, because it seems to be it doesn't really matter that much to her. I can sense something's wrong when she can't remember appointments but pretends to, and constantly changes her mind on confirmed dates. Something's amiss. 

And she now has this "you don't seem to want me as much as your ex" thing going on. Oh yea, she doesn't say it, but I'm not stupid. I'm tired of you comparing your treatment with hers. I've left her behind so long ago, why are you still carrying her around? The only reason you fell inferior is because you're constantly comparing yourself with her, when I'm treating you as a totally different person. You'll never be contented. Put her away and lets make our own way together.

Besides, I'm putting more into this that I ever did. She doesn't realise it, and that's why she's sulking. Its the subtle things, the more meaningful overtures, the introductions, the invitations she's failing to catch. She tends to want the material stuff, the taxi fares, the long trips, the hardcore "I'll do anything for you." stuff. Missing the point, and coming out wanting. I think I play this game better than you do.

Can't be all bad can it? Nah, she's been fantastic sometimes on her part. I can see she wants this to work, and her heart is in this. She just needs to feel a sense of security every now and then. Needs to feel loved and looked after and wanted. She has put a lot into this relationship, and I deeply appreciate that. Coming here all the way from home in the hot afternoon sun, and offering to buy food was heart warming. It was my fault for not planning my meals properly. So yea, I can see her efforts, and that's where my sense of security comes from. Love her personality too, the "I'm a fat little girl let me eat everything and don't call me stupid" image she tries so hard to shake off. Hahaha its never going to go away. Because if it does Jasmin wouldn't be Jasmin anymore. 

I love you dear.

Henry's Birthday!

Today we went to Mirama Hotel for a Japanese buffet dinner. It was Henry's birthday! The big old fattie looked so happy to be surrounded by so many of his friends, and stuffing his face with good raw fish. The Japanese buffet was excellent, but the service left a lot to be desired. The staff were either inattentive or too busy to serve the tables, and we quickly got tired of attracting the waiters attention. The sushimi was fresh and juicy! I particularly liked the swordfish and the octopus slices. The swordfish flesh has this firm and springy texture which I like and the octopus was delightfully juicy. The salmon was not bad too, but now-a-days, almost every sushi chain sells good salmon sushimi. The sides were good, but not impressive. I liked the yakitori, and the tempura stuff, particularly the sweet potato. The chawan mushi was not bad either, smooth and light tasting.

Any way, the Monash people seemed to have enjoyed themselves. Yea, long time no see. Such good friends. Hmmmm. We went to Clark Quay afterwards for some drinks, and yupz, called it a night. Good stuff, much like us gathering every Sunday for dinner and chit chatting.

Hmmm, the only pain in the neck thing was Star and her new BF. Omg how irritating can she get, not only did it become sort of awkward around our table, but she was irritating me the whole night. Freaking girl, its just so hard to smile and chat with her. Its like forcing myself to be nice to some annoying 12 year old. Not to mention her new beau, zzzz the same guy she left with after clubbing at the Butter Factory. What a slut la. 

And this Jasmin too, the way she behaved puzzles me. When other girls leave with guys after clubbing to go home, they're sluts. When Star does the same thing, she's like "don't say that about my friend!" Lol. Now that's double standards. Sometimes when we take a step back and examine how we examine others, we realise that we're influenced subconsciously by the worth of that person to us. In the case of a friend, doing things which others would readily frown upon becomes acceptable in our eyes. Yes you have a slut for a friend, cute and bubbly and easy-going she may be, but a slut at that too. 

And me? What about myself? Talking about double standards made me think. Yes, I am one of those guys who go to clubs to have fun and hope to pick up girls. One of those guys who eye the crowd, check out attractive ladies and well, maybe get lucky! Hahaha. But the line stops there. I don't go and buy girls drinks, flaunt my money, go up to girls and dance with them. Making the first move in clubs is a no-no for me. "You suck la! Chicken!" you may say, but hey, I'm not desperate, I don't wanna be embarrassed (though now I thing my threshold is pretty high), and I don't think its right. Yes, I don't think its right to hit on drunk girls who can't think straight, and you're perfectly sober, but high and daring. Then what about me and Jasmin? Yes, I did whatever I did for the wrong reasons. But I'm glad it turned out the way it did. 

Today, she told me she's gonna perform at some air base for NS guys. The first thing that came to mind was, "Z oh man, so its another one of those shows where all you have to do is show flesh and get paid". Basically that's what happened in my previous camp, and boy, it was low class and bordering sleazy. And I'm sure things aren't far off in the army bases. Her reason for doing the show? "I need the money". Almost couldn't hide how disappointed I was. Dancing to a crowd at a shopping mall would definitely be better than to a crowd of NS guys. Hahaha the only thing on their minds is "What's up her skirt?" and "If only". I know, because I was once amongst them, and me and my friends went crazy after being starved of girls for so long. Yea, sex withdrawal does that to you. So I didn't tell her how I felt, and I don't think she got how I really felt, but I think she's going to do it anyways. Sigh, its derogatory, and she deserves better. 

Please don't do it Jasmin...

The Darling.

These few days, the Darling has been awesome. Like, surprising, mind-boggling and amazing. Hahahah. Apparently my Darling has had a few more life skills than I expected. LOL.

Given her character and personality, I was expecting a few surprises. I accepted that, didn't mind that. But I was blown away. Ahahaha.

Had to question her about it, find out more, dig for more interesting details. My mind was having such a work out, trying to figure it out, wondering if she had lied to me. But then the truth came. And it wasn't something I expected, nor imagined. But it sounded genuine, and I believed it. Like OMG, hahaha I never knew people in those circles could have to much fun!

And so it came to pass, that The Mushroom was forced to reckon with a power greater than himself. A power so mysterious and skilful, that its very existence could send ripples throughout worlds. And the ripples have rocked the world of the Mushroom.

The Mushroom asked if there was a fan-club. Hahaha And he got pinched. My Darling can't be jealous over that!?! There must be a way to make communication... the student seeks more knowledge from the master.

My Darling has been really sensitive these few days. Hahaha And vulgar too. But that's okay, she's so entertaining to watch. Ahahaha Love you to bits dearie!

Infected Eyes.

Just recovered from a bout of conjunctivitis. It was sooooo bad. I teared so much and so often. And it really hurt when I wore lenses for too long. Felt like I was wearing sandpaper for contact lenses. A few days after wearing just spectacles, my eyes feel pretty good. Hope its over. Its the second time this has happened. Almost finished Jasmin's pack of tissues. Hahaha And it was a huge pack.

The eyes itched when I rubbed them. Rubbing them caused the itch to get worse, much like a mosquito bite. And after all the rubbing, they were so sore, so tender it hurt when I dabbed my eyes with tissue paper. Hmmmm. 

The tearing of the eye has something to do with having a blocked nose as well. The same eye on the same side of the blocked nasal cavity would tear much more than the other, though both were infected. Once I got rid of the blocked nose by taking some Panadol cold, the tearing was significantly reduced. Interesting huh.