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Most memorable kiss.
Who: A girl I adore very much still
When: Roughly 2 years ago
Where: In the cinema
Story:
We have known each other for awhile. Attracted to each other definitely, but not in a relationship. It was our first time going to the movies. The movie we went to watch was G.I.Joe. Not the greatest movie but cool none the less.
I remembered it was a weekday. We went to the cinemas after a simple dinner and I bought popcorn. Seats were great, right at the dead center. Movie started off okay but lost a bit of steam half way through with all the chatter scenes. I was munching away my popcorn and gave some to her.
We started whispering, then I mentioned about a favor I did for her recently that I deserve a kiss for. Being bold, I lean my right cheek towards her just to tease and she nonchalantly gave me a peck. Surprised, a little embarrassed and stunned I sat there for a moment. Then I decided to give her a kiss on the cheek in return. I turned my head and looked at her for a split second and lean towards her cheek. Without a sign, she pushed her lips towards mine and they met.
We did talked about it after the movies and both of us had a good laugh. Bet she’s super embarrassed after knowing that I just wanted to kiss her cheeks.
That’s my most memorable kiss.
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Guys are built to chase in a relationship.
Times have changed, we hear that women are often the one pursuing in a relationship these days. I’m fine with the notion but you have to realize that guys are built to chase in a relationship.
Why?
Guys plays at least one type of ball sport when they were young and these ball sports are mostly team games. At a young age we are conditioned to be competitive. We often work hard as a team to win but also occasionally you have one-man-show type dick heads.
So what about guys and sports and relationship?
We are trained to chase the ball.We will run for it, fight for it, grab it and score it. Isn’t this familiar? It totally reflects how men behave in relationships. In comparison, we choose a girl, we find ways to approach the girl, and if there’s some other guys in the picture, we fight for the girl, get her in the end and ‘score’ it.
We are not being an ass when we choose to refuse that one girl who loves us so much and has been waiting patiently for a long time. Guys are just simply built to chase. It’s a thrilling process and most probably the best period of a relationship.
It’s no wonder why girls are conditioned to play ‘hard-to-get’ on the other hand.
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Embarrassing Moments: Housemate caught me butt-naked (SFW)
This happened awhile back with my ex-housemates.
It was a lovely Sunday afternoon and the girls (I stayed with 3 other girls) and I thought we’ll go out and have some dessert stuff or take a walk around any mall. Since we’re pretty indecisive, we decided to just get ready and hop into the car before we waste the entire afternoon sitting in the living room discussing.
The girls went to their rooms to freshen up while I took a super quick shower to lower down my body temperature. I went in the bathroom straight without closing both my room door and toilet door. It’s gonna be quick and definitely no one would walk in on me. With just a few splash of water, I’m done. I took the tower and stand in front of the mirror to dry myself.
At this very moment, one of my housemate decided to just walk into my room to ask me a question. I could hear her footsteps walking into my room. It was too late for me to shout ‘stop’ or anything. All I could do is face away from her and let her admire my entire naked backside.
Here are some pictures to further illustrate the incident:
Layout of my room plus position of my housemate.
That’s where I stood.
If I were a Bitizen in Tiny Tower.
If I were a Bitizen…
I’ll stay at Electic Apartments
or High Tech Apartments.
My business would be Mapple Store (Apple Store)
but I secretly work at the Private Eye.
I’ll eat at Asian Cuisine mostly
but also occasionally goes to BBQ Place for their Beef Ribs.
I’ll be the gentleman
and you’ll be my lady.
We’ll dine at Fancy Cuisine
before we watch a play at the Theater.
If everything goes well, I’ll bring you to meet James Dean who stays above me.
But if you’re like Ruben Taylor who is a fan of Justin Beiber.
I’ll evict you off my tower as fast as I did for Joyce McDonald who clearly has got zero talent.
Else, if everything goes well. We might visit the Wedding Chapel and live happily ever after.
The End.
That darn radio is making me cry!
Upon hearing the first beat of ‘Our Song’. Tears just couldn’t stop rolling down your cheeks. It’s devastating to a point that all you could do is just to run into your room and cry out loud into the pillow hoping your parents don’t hear you. Picture perfect memories of your other half runs effortlessly and continuously through your mind till it wears you down and fall asleep only to find yourself awaken to rinse and repeat the whole scenario again.
It’s amazing how songs amplify the emptiness and loneliness after a heart break.
You then start to wonder when will all these nonsense come to a halt. What seems to be minutes are now days. You look around you, everything just stops. That void is ripping your heart out into abyss. But fret not my deary, with a little wisdom and time. It will heal your heart whole. You’ll wake up to the sound of birds chirping that you once thought was lost forever. You’ll run like the wind that you once thought nothing could ever make you move again. You’ll look back and laugh at your adolescent years that made you wiser and stronger.
Then that darn radio plays your ‘Our Song’. You immediately felt this gush of warmness rising from your belly. It’s familiar but yet different. Your memories has not failed you that you recognize this pattern you once had. In a blink of an eye, you didn’t feel any tears rolling. Instead, the edge of your lips break into a smile. Even chuckles from your heart at your silly self and the moments you had with your ex. You then look around you… life is good. You’re happy with the moments you’ve collected in life.
“Collect moments, not things.”
Why not share the song that made you teared in the comments below? I’ll promise to share mine after the 10th comment providing you won’t laugh at it.
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Help, I’m in love with 2 people!
I have an adorable neighbor who lives on the next street back in Miri. Our chat topic seems to have always revolve around relationship stuff.
Recently, our chat goes like this.
DAMN RIGHT!
Girls are stupid. Guys are good at lying.
They always say that girls are better liars. I do agree to a certain point but let’s leave that argument for another post.
The situation here is about stories you’ve heard about your girl friends. You damn well know that whoever your girl friend is dating is a bad apple. You’ve warned her numerous times about his flowery, flirtatious, cheating words. But what does your girl friend do? She is just stupid. She chose to believe whatever this guy promises her. Not once, not twice but till the day her heart crushes into millions of pieces till she can’t go in that relationship anymore.
I can’t blame the girl, really. Guys are just too good at lying and girls are just stupid enough to believe. This equation is the root of all miserable relationships you’ve been trying to save your girl friends from.
Girls believe in hope. The hope that guys gave. Just that the ‘hope’ we are referring to here are lies.
There’s no genius way to snap her out of this stupidity state. Often times you just have to let them fall, fall so hard that they wake up from their stupidity and make sure you’re there to lift them up when needed.
“Guys are just too good at lying and girls are just stupid enough to believe.”
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Dreaming of Roast Pork
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This must be the yummiest dream I’ve had in a long time.
The setting of the scene starts in a coffee shop. Coffee shop didn’t look familiar nor was it extraordinary. There were 2 other girl friends with me. It’s funny why the 2 girls appeared in my dream because we do know each other but we never hang out together.
We were just conversing happily till something stole our attention. A big piece of reddish brown 8″x8″ roast pork served onto our table. The vivid colors that I’ll never forget.
Of course, without hesitation I took the knife and fork to cut it down to serving size. I could feel the texture so strongly through my fingertips holding the knife and fork. The sound of the crunchy skin cracks at the sight of my knife. The strength I used to tear each piece apart and showing the beautiful layered skin, fat and meat.
With all my senses intact in my dream. One was missing. Smell. I couldn’t smell anything at all. After slicing them down to serving size. We all took a piece and put it in our mouth.
I regret to inform you that the dream has been interrupted by the alarm right at the very moment I want to stick the piece of juicy roast pork into my mouth.
And ever since the dream I’ve been wanting to have my fair share of roast pork. It took me exactly 6 attempts later to finally satisfy my craving. It’s so absurd that in that 6 times I was trying to eat roast pork, it’s either sold out or not ready yet. Pffft!
[picture is taken at Roast & Toast, a place I would totally recommend for you to have your roast pork fix!]
Evil: Women 1, Men 0
Before you label me as being sexist, do hear me out first.
Men are simple beings. They are direct, they don’t give clues or hints. They will tell you the story as it is.
On the flip side…
Women are complex beings. Their heart is as deep as the ocean. Their mind is as vast as the universe. They will tell you a story with multiple endings for you to guess.
So what brings me to the title is because of some dysfunctional family stories I’ve studied. Couples who get into nasty arguments can lead a men who is being all muscles to make a despicable move by hitting the lady. Often times the muscles don’t hold back and it leads to disgusting bruises and scars. You see, that’s men.
Women, when it comes to muscles, will definitely lose out in a straight on battle of punches. So women turn to their heart & mind to gather the force. They release psychological warfare towards the measly men. Women will tired men down mentally, for days, weeks, months, years…
Hence, my title.