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Hush Hush
I never needed you to be strong
I never needed you for pointin’ out my wrongs
I never needed pain, I never needed strength
My love for you was strong enough you should’ve known.
I never needed you for judgement
I never needed you to question what I spent
I never ask for help, I take care of myself, I don’t know why you think you got a hold on me.
And it’s a little late for conversations
There isn’t anything that you can do.
And my eyes hurt, hands shiver, so look at me, listen to me because,
I don’t want to
Stay another minute
I don’t want you
To say a single word
Hush Hush, Hush Hush
There is no other way
I get the final say
Because
I don’t want to
Do this any longer
I don’t want you
There’s nothing left to say
Hush Hush, Hush Hush
I’ve already spoken
Our love is broken
Baby Hush Hush
I never needed your corrections
On everything from how i act to what i say
i never needed words, i never needed hurt, i never needed you to be there everyday
I’m sorry for the way i let go
Of everything i wanted when you came along
But i am never beaten, broken, not defeated
I know next to you is not where i belong
And it’s a little late for explanations
There isn’t anything that you can do
Hush hush
Onward! And SOHO’s a failure.
Busy fucking, busy working, busy working after work, busy working everyday. Now I know how it feels like for a successful young friend of mine. At the ripe old age of 28, he has accomplished a wonderful family, business, private house and whatever else a young man would wish to have. Of course, nobody cares about the hard work he puts in unless you’re in the same boat. In fact, nobody cares. The world loves winners, it doesn’t bother to hear about losers unless you’re Madoff.
I got to know a capable young man recently too. He comes from a well to do background which also gives mindblowing advantage such as being able to close business deals which enables him to fund a million dollar sports car. At the grand age of 25 no less. The part that always makes me laugh though, is that he still has to hide the car from his mom. No matter how old you are, how successful you are, you’re still your parents baby.
A third example and the last I promise. This was a few years back, where my friend showed me his employees paycheques. 10 grand a month and they still asked him for pay advances regularly. Its never enough if you don’t hold on to your hard earned money carefully.
I’ve learnt many hard lessons these few years about money and have to keep reminding myself. I’m late, but not too late yet. Our chances for great success can be divided into 4 quarters, 25-35, 35-45, 55-65, 65-75. The later we start, the lesser chance we have. While I’ve suffered losses (any losses are major to me coz I’m not rich), I’m thankful I’m still in the first quarter. I still have opportunities to seize and fight for success. Carpe diem!
I shake off tiredness to do all this and for people as busy, there is a good method you can try to manage your time. Its really simple. All you’ve to do is plan each week and prioritise. You’ll realise there is ample time to do it all.
The serious stuff said and done, NEVER EVER go to club Social House or SOHO. I was there for their much hyped bikini party with dancers from Luxy Taipei.
Absolute.disaster.
I thought I stepped into an army camp. Girls were about as plentiful as they are in Pulau Tekong.
It gets better. A friend who was involved snagged us a vip table and slipped me info about bottle prices which never matched. When we arrived, the management gave us a crappy table which had nothing VIP about it. And the bottles made me want to burn down the fucking club. 3 bottles with mixers cost us almost one thousand dollars. Fuck! I could hit any ktv with girls in Asia and it would have been more fun at the same price for drinks. If you thought bottles for 220 bucks at butter fact were kinda high, try SOHO out. It’ll totally blow your mind.
And the best is of course, the service. It was absolutely wonderful. They took 30 minutes to bring our bottles, another 30 to bring the ice AND another 30 to bring the glasses. Waiters nodded routinely and never bothered to come back.
SOHO is a failure. The service sucks, management sucks, drinks are ridiculously overpriced. The only saving grace? Music’s not bad. But I will never step in there again because the cons outweigh the pros like Yokozuna to Fiona Xie. I am sorely tempted to paste this on SOHO’s facebook page and tell these guys how bad an experience their club is. This club is by far the worst I’ve ever experienced in Singapore. My friend has also swore off working with them ever again.
Getting off and more
Many guys love it when their girl gets off. Best if she wets the entire bed or moans loud enough to wake the neighbourhood. But some men just don’t get it – how to have their girls enjoy to that extent. I never got why they don’t get it. If you have someone you’re sleeping with on a regular basis, you would be attuned to what they like through trial, lots of practise and error. Perhaps like where you thought that cliffhanger sex scene in Underworld was really hilarious, decided to try it and fell out of the window instead. I laughed out loud at that scene and got smacked soundly by the pretty lass beside me. The entire cinema was silent till then but you knew they wanted to laugh, run to a hotel or try it out for themselves lol. I just helped them along.
I’m serious about the practice part though. Being a good fucker like every other thing in life you want to be successful at demands consistent practice and work. And oh, keeping fit. Some positions require dexterity and strength that would give you a workout like no other. Plus you can always tell her having sex beats torturing yourself at gym for the day, you both get a workout, feel twice as good and there’s a bed to fall asleep on straight after. Best if you do it with a straight face and big smile.
What I dread is the cleaning up though. I’m sorely tempted to look for a bedsheets sponsor. The rate they get drenched at is ugh and I hate anything to do with washing or ironing. Now if I’ve my own place that wouldn’t be a problem but when you stay with family and the room smells of sex now that is a good problem that has to be solved quickly lol. Am I that good? I’m probably just that naughty in bed.
Someone sms’d me today and said, never get married. Take it easy babe you’re committed for the long haul now. At least we partied hard and had lots of fun when you were single 
I still vividly remember the first time we all arranged to meet too. Wonderful girls who became my trusted friends and look where we are today! Still good fuckers at the very least haha.
Marriage isn’t on my cards for the moment. I haven’t earned enough, haven’t partied enough, haven’t done enough, haven’t got off enough *grin*
New clothes
I realise that I need new shirts. Its not that I don’t want to buy them but I procrastinate. Work, gym, club, girl, it all takes time I just want to pop in a store and save the hassle of waiting for it to be tailored.
And I’ve also realised I might use some new pants. Things are just too obvious below the crotch area if you look closer and get what I mean. Not that I particularly care but its also why I never wear boxers. Can you imagine having an erection for the world to see in public often? I never get why guys can wear boxers. Do you cover it up with anything on hand; files, bag or books? What if you ain’t carrying anything. Walk with your hands in front of your pants? Or its probably just my problem seeing that there’s a multimillion dollar market for boxer underwear. Haha. Fuck it.
Another wonderful link for y’all to check out, http://thedandygal.com/ . She’s hot.
Link updates
You may’ve noticed that the old posts are all privatized and my About Me updated. Its basically time to start the next chapter since I felt this blog was almost dead due to neglect.
Moving on,I’m pleasantly surprised by the number of naughty blogs that are still around and garnering a very active readership. It helps that the lovely femme authors of those blogs are actively posting too lol. Those old readers, you know me and you know I love you too. I hope you start commenting regularly again. Without further ado, here’s a few of my new reads for you if you haven’t stumbled upon them yet!
http://juneloi-myfun.blogspot.com/
http://confusingsexlife.blogspot.com/
http://desires-in-me.blogspot.com/
http://singapore-scandals.blogspot.com/
http://kinkyprincess.wordpress.com/
Still have a few more links but those should be enough for now. If you want all my bookmarks just drop me a message and I’ll be glad to share with you.
Sadly, a very promising male blogger closed down his blog. Perhaps he posted too much details that led to him being recognisable. From what he said I can conclude he’s a senior staff who needs the privacy too. Kudos to http://clubplayeur.blogspot.com/. You were a good read while it lasted.
For those who’ve wondered why I only link a certain genre of blogs, my literature isn’t limited to this. But since you’re here it means you share my taste haha. I wouldn’t want to bore you with www.fortune.com now would I?
A short story about something that really tickled me.
This girl offered to pay me to sleep with her. I could’ve sworn I heard wrongly. Someone wants me to be her duck? That’s Singapore slang for a gigolo. It tickled me so much and I was of course obliged to play along.
Me: So how much are you going to pay me?
Her: I usually pay $100-$200/hour.
I didn’t know whether to feel flattered that someone wanted to pay me, or insulted because I know the going rate for higher end guys can hit $500/hour. Then again, I don’t have a six pack, I’m not a celebrity nor a dashing undiscovered model talent haha. So I did what any logical businessman would do.
1. Go by the math! 3 hours would earn me $600. And I’m getting paid to fuck someone not bad looking?
2. Ask a friend. Male friend says, sure man why not? Female friend says, go for it la! I have such good friends. Knn.
I’m sure you can guess my decision by now. Old readers especially. Yes. I turned her down and went out for drinks at St James instead. Hahahaha. One weekend later, she’s still angry and refuses to reply me beyond one word. Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned, especially a woman who can afford to pay guys.
Would you like to help?
This was supposed to be a post about fun but someone else could use this space a whole lot more.
This little girl Charmaine has cancer and the bills are a whopping USD350k for starters. If you’re a fellow blogger or reader who’d to help, even if you don’t have cash do spread the word.
http://www.ourfeistyprincess.com/index.php
Ecstasy
Recap of 2008!
I went mad in December and partied enough to last me for the entire of 2009. Woke up this morning in a super comtemplative mood that there were many big changes this year for me, both positive and negative. The few times I thought of shutting down this blog, I’m glad its still up as an extension of my life. Without further ado, a few highlights of 2008 in no particular chronological order.
1. You know how people always say its better to give than to receive. I suppose I can’t really give much materially because alot of my $ and time is tied up in building up sideline income and that looks set to increase next year.
So I gave something more precious than just presents and I’m very gratified that it kinda worked out in some ways. Being there. The best result was family and close friends. I’d never be here today without unconditional family support since I was such a crazy kid 14 years ago. And now my parents getting old, its my turn to be there for them. My mom’s really cool, she never nags me no matter how late I sleep in or come home except to save more money, the occasional when are you buying a place of your own, to the more extreme marriage talk. Yes mom I’m saving more money, place of my own you know I’d just rent it out to earn more money instead, no you know I don’t have anyone to get married to and I’m really not prepared at the moment hah. Thank goodness my beloved sibling is more ready for marriage than me
Friends. This one is simple. Guys don’t talk about their relationships problems unless it reaches boiling point because they would really try their best so solve it. And when someone opens up without reservation to me I know that I’ve managed to earn their trust. Its still with wonder that I look on at how eligible they are and yet their girls give them total shit sometimes. I’m not being dramatic here. I’m talking stuff like having to deal with arguments every single week and you know how tiring that can be heh. When a guy makes time to meet you 4-5 times a week on top of being a straight A employee/business owner and puts you as a priority I think that’s really quite good.
On the girls side, I look at a childhood friend who’s been with the same guy for so many years that I’ve lost count. I think its like nearly a decade! But recently as they’re both reaching a peak age, the breakups and patches have started with increasing regularity. I try to advise but you know when you’ve been together that long its really not easy to just call it off without being drawn back to each other. The girl’s also more partial to settling down which can put her at a more emotional frame of mind which makes it all the more harder. She’s been saying lately her best friend is dead though coz I haven’t been making time for her. My bad..
To sum it up, its wonderful watching them try to work things out and growing stronger because of it. If you’ve a problem, don’t breakup as the first solution if your partner is younger in age or maturity. Tolerate, guide and tolerate again until you feel like ya gonna get a heart attack because you love her and the makeup sex is really good. No my friends don’t tell me that I’m just guessing hahaa.
2. Getting a career change. I used to hate my old job. I’d wake up every.single.day dreading the trudge to work but once I reach there its touch n go with no time to feel sorry for shit. The lessons learnt were invaluable however. Strongest lesson in that industry was to perform above and beyond what you were required to anyday, anytime. Every minute cost money and I’d fill in timesheets wondering where the hell I could throw this 1 hour or could help the newer guys claim some overtime pay without bursting the budget or getting my ass widened. It was never a job I could stay long in though, I believe strongly in work life balance and watching my managers burn 10-16 hour days 7 days a week 365 days a year I knew I’d never want to stay. Most importantly, nobody there seemed to like partying. I’m just kidding! That’s not important.
I’m in a new industry now, and while having to work my way up again is a total bitch, I have more time, don’t have trouble falling asleep at night and no heartaches which required relaxation or sleeping pills to solve. I love it. Having colleagues who drank thrice a week was crazy though. I was persuaded ONCE to join them after work to chillout and ONCE more to club and I never did again. They laughed at my zombielike ness the next day always biatches. Now that their hours have been shifted much earlier I grin cheerfully and occasionally jibe them to join me for after work drinks, that offer is never taken for some reason.
3. Healthy lifestyle for 2009. Change is never a one day thing, it takes time to build up and form a good habit. I foresee that I may be living alone in the near future like 5-10 years and while that’s really depressing, mortality and siblings joining someone to start a new family is something that’s inevitable. N commented again on friday at phuture, “You always like to dance dude!” Well there’s only 3 things you can do at nightspots hon:
i) Drink
ii) Have a good time with friends
iii) Dance
iv) Go around picking up girls
v) All of the above
Its 1 and 2 for me. Drank enough to last for 2009 so I’m pretty much done with that. I’m not saying I totally quit but gonna have a better lifestyle from now. And I don’t pickup girls, they pick me up. Just kidding again like i said its 1 and 2 for me. Handsome boys and pretty girls are a million, you could get laid anytime if you really wanted to sleep around. Me? If I’m interested in you I’d ask you out directly to get to know you better
Ok its 516am this will have to be continued another time folks. Merry xmas and have a good one!
Do you try?
Some people try hard to fit with new crowds. Its harder for girls sometimes though when their boys standing beside give them the evil eye which asks unspoken questions like, “Why the hell are you shaking his hand, smiling and accepting his drink?”
Because the world isn’t fair. There’ll always be better looking, richer guys than you. That’s where I don’t get the insecurity part though. G’s girl is tight with him so far, heck they look like they could get married within a few years but I practically see thunderclouds forming above his head everytime she says hi to my other guys heh. If people are smiling at you regularly and bother to say hi, it means you’ve are pretty or have nice bewbies.
Ok I was going to write something else, got sidetracked and found something that would instantly stop a mastadon in heat after browsing through it:
http://alana-wet-horny.blogspot.com/
Its the (my conscience asked me to try and be nice tonight) newest local sex blog I’ve read tonight. HAHAHA. If its real:
1. You gotta admit that she’s gutsy to put those pics up online esp when she’s not hot.
2. Ok actually she really could use a Woffles Wu makeover don’t say I didn’t warn you. But you’re gonna click on that link anyway aren’t ya lol.
3. You are a female sex blogger and your address gets posted on my blog, you will get insane amounts of horny people viewing your site and massive entertainment/sex blog community exposure. The last blog I posted of Maggie Song left her so much hits that the poor girl had to privatise her blog.
If its fake:
I salute the owner for daring the lawsuit and jail term lol.
Things changed
Not so long ago I’d have fucked your brains out if I wanted you. Years later these days, those predatory senses are still there albeit ruefully kept in check.
I watch amused as some very accomplished people still can’t keep away from courting controversy with pretty young ladies. If you were single or unmarried who cares really other than your boyfriends or girlfriends. But surely married ones would’ve some discretion you’d think? Can’t name names or say too much about that here I’m sure you understand.
The people I’ve met lately seem to be on a roll like its a free love country. I should’ve studied in socialogy or psychology darn. This girl at St James asked, “So you’ve a girlfriend?”
“Yeah I do babe. Which one are you referring to? Where’s your boy too?”
“Oh he’s overseas.”
Nothing much else needed to be said. I totally got her point of view of playing while young, free and the cat’s in another coun-try! And she certainly got mine when my body language didn’t take things any further. I left her to my single friends in the club who were only too happy to grind away behind her. What happens in the clubs, stays in the clubs I once chanted. Now its more like you want her buddy? Take her I can’t be bothered since you’re both obviously hoping for some after clubbing activites Except for this one case which just happened recently…
A Mr Red in my land of long islands started chatting up a girl I decided was worth knowing. Her sharp nose and beautiful eyes were simply too good for me to pass by. Damn I just figured out that night nice eyes and sharp noses really do it for me more than I knew hahaa. I knew he’d been eyeing our group for quite awhile, and when my only buddy left it was statistically impossible to entertain 7 girls alone because my sole joys in clubbing consist of dancing or drinking. So I ignored Mr Red and his friends while they chatted up the other girls.
However everyone started disappearing slowly as the night wore on and I was nicely surprised when Miss nice eyes came back to look for me after sending her friend off. Perhaps I should’ve layed off the charm a little when I offered to take her for a tour of the club. Haha. However even pretty girls can’t keep me away from some good rnb for long so I turned away from her and danced with the rhythm verberating in my head and flowing to my feet. It was perhaps unfortunate for Mr Red that his friends were nowhere to be seen as well and he came back for more of Miss nice eyes. I smiled as he bought her drinks and leaned in to initiate more conversation. But my ears perked up when I heard her saying “Oh Ecstasy’s a really nice guy but he’s attached…”
It was easy to see the conversation was leading to me being cut out and while I don’t usually bother, I wasn’t in the best of moods that night after not being able to find the birthday girl despite waiting hours and searching the entire fucking club upon news that she was around, short of jumping on the dj console. Yes I’d do that if I considered you a friend. So what do you do when feeling nasty? I don’t go around picking fights, those are last resorts which usually result in good alcohol being spilled and you on the dancefloor after being kneed in the crotch. The next best thing. Ignored Mr Red, swung an arm round Miss Nice Eyes shoulders and waited for her next action. She gazed at me, pursed her lips for a moment and said,
“D’you want to dance?”
Attagirl. And she made a beeline for the dancefloor so fast nearly pulling my arm from its socket, with Mr Red further behind flabbergasted. HAHAHA. That was actually pretty fun. Be nice guys, if you see a guy with just 1 girl he’s selected for company while ignoring the entire club, go hit on someone else especially if its me knn.
Got to know some friends better and made a new one… and she provided me some very juicy gossips about related persons. Singapore is really small, don’t be mean to your girls coz girlfriends talk about lots of stuff to each other heh.
