i got off the cab, headed for the stairs to my house. noticed this particular Hyundai car that looks a little like karwei's. luckily it's not his, if it is, it will freaked me out. the engine is on, but lights are off. as i was about to reach the car, i find it weird that the lady on the passenger seat was sitting in a weird position. what comes next is something very sick. i saw a pair of legs on the driver's seat. open wide. but of course with shorts on. and a pair of female hands massaging the dick/area around the dick. PENG! i supposed his head is on her thigh and i dont know-.
so open! not that im against petting in the car. BUT, please do it in places that are isolated or what. and Chong Pang is definitely not isolated okay! it's too hip to be isolated.

we had a HTHT - heart to heart talk (daniel's lingo) talk in smu yesterday.

is sex part of the relationship?

what say you?

to me, it's definitely not. maybe not to the extend of having sex. but i guess making out is part of it. okay. i sense ppl 'eeeeee-ing' and 'yuck-ing' here and there. but hey! let's be rational. more often than not, the feeling of wanting to be close to the person comes when you really like him or her alot and ... nature take its own course. that's why i think make love sounds nicer than sex. but the latter is obviously better than fuck. fuck sounds like playing with a toy. just off the lights, shut down your brain and wait for things to be over and done with. talks of saying no to pre-marital sex. how many can really do that in a society like today? guys want to be the first man their wife make love with, while they go round poking ppl. (hopefully not backside) and females will think that they have met the correct one to give a part of them to. it really isn't their fault when things don't turn out the way they thought it will be. so they shouldn't be condemn like that ya?

sometimes, i think love is something too special to be described with words. it made you realise something you didn't know you possess and made you do things you never expect yourself to do. and there isn't a formula for love. you cant measure it like gravity, mass or anything. you can only see and feel it.

love and sex can be beautiful - if it's with the right one.
i wonder what got into me at this hours. blogging about love and sex. definitely not that overdose of beer at weekuang's party or the thought of getting a home win after 4 years.

talking about the home win in Anfield, i have to admit i was really shocked. more or less, i thought the best we could go is a draw. guess the own goal came at the right time and of course, credits to the players. heard the second half, they played very well. past few years, i never fail to watch the clash. and for the past years, they never fail to lose. so tonight, im really very convinced that i'm the curse to LFC. because, i didnt watch the match and they won! YAY! you might be thinking im crazy to treat a single game like the finals or something. but, this game really mean alot more than having three points more. really.


hmm. also, i got to know something very shocking tonight. im still in a bit of shock actually. and not too sure on how am i feeling right now. cause every night, the heart feels the same. feels like someone grabbed it and give it a hard punch. and so, the bruise carries you through the night. i do feel something. just dont know how to describe it in words. zzz. okay. we'll see how it goes tomorrow.

cindy mentioned something about tattoo earlier on. having a story behind it/somewhere along that line. it got me thinking quite a bit. i have thoughts of having one.

okay. maybe it's time for bed. ubi needs me in a few hours time.


and psssssssssst.
to add on, sex is beautiful, but not oral sex.


ZZZZ.

i got off the cab, headed for the stairs to my house. noticed this particular Hyundai car that looks a little like karwei's. luckily it's not his, if it is, it will freaked me out. the engine is on, but lights are off. as i was about to reach the car, i find it weird that the lady on the passenger seat was sitting in a weird position. what comes next is something very sick. i saw a pair of legs on the driver's seat. open wide. but of course with shorts on. and a pair of female hands massaging the dick/area around the dick. PENG! i supposed his head is on her thigh and i dont know-.
so open! not that im against petting in the car. BUT, please do it in places that are isolated or what. and Chong Pang is definitely not isolated okay! it's too hip to be isolated.

we had a HTHT - heart to heart talk (daniel's lingo) talk in smu yesterday.

is sex part of the relationship?

what say you?

to me, it's definitely not. maybe not to the extend of having sex. but i guess making out is part of it. okay. i sense ppl 'eeeeee-ing' and 'yuck-ing' here and there. but hey! let's be rational. more often than not, the feeling of wanting to be close to the person comes when you really like him or her alot and ... nature take its own course. that's why i think make love sounds nicer than sex. but the latter is obviously better than fuck. fuck sounds like playing with a toy. just off the lights, shut down your brain and wait for things to be over and done with. talks of saying no to pre-marital sex. how many can really do that in a society like today? guys want to be the first man their wife make love with, while they go round poking ppl. (hopefully not backside) and females will think that they have met the correct one to give a part of them to. it really isn't their fault when things don't turn out the way they thought it will be. so they shouldn't be condemn like that ya?

sometimes, i think love is something too special to be described with words. it made you realise something you didn't know you possess and made you do things you never expect yourself to do. and there isn't a formula for love. you cant measure it like gravity, mass or anything. you can only see and feel it.

love and sex can be beautiful - if it's with the right one.
i wonder what got into me at this hours. blogging about love and sex. definitely not that overdose of beer at weekuang's party or the thought of getting a home win after 4 years.

talking about the home win in Anfield, i have to admit i was really shocked. more or less, i thought the best we could go is a draw. guess the own goal came at the right time and of course, credits to the players. heard the second half, they played very well. past few years, i never fail to watch the clash. and for the past years, they never fail to lose. so tonight, im really very convinced that i'm the curse to LFC. because, i didnt watch the match and they won! YAY! you might be thinking im crazy to treat a single game like the finals or something. but, this game really mean alot more than having three points more. really.


hmm. also, i got to know something very shocking tonight. im still in a bit of shock actually. and not too sure on how am i feeling right now. cause every night, the heart feels the same. feels like someone grabbed it and give it a hard punch. and so, the bruise carries you through the night. i do feel something. just dont know how to describe it in words. zzz. okay. we'll see how it goes tomorrow.

cindy mentioned something about tattoo earlier on. having a story behind it/somewhere along that line. it got me thinking quite a bit. i have thoughts of having one.

okay. maybe it's time for bed. ubi needs me in a few hours time.


and psssssssssst.
to add on, sex is beautiful, but not oral sex.


ZZZZ.