Christmasy Period

Its round the corner. Pretty soon its thee time for pretty presents. And I have began to make some listing. In need of someone in good taste to go present shopping with me.

My present shopping list are:
For Father - Nokia N80 (ran out of ideas)
For Mummy - Gucci perfume & Gucci bag
For Godmother - Cartier necklace
For Godpa - Cartier cuff links
For Millie - (I am stuck here.... She has almost everything. I could airmail a boyfriend though)
For Andy - Montblanc pen & card holder
For Aysha - Tiffany charm bracelet
For Ling - Armani watch
For Isabella - Leather bound bible and Moschino perfume (she is Catholic)
For Geraldine - CK watch
For Olivia - a pair of Emerald earrings (ran out of ideas)

And a few more of good NS buddies and a few classmates that I still keep in touch with. Theirs are simple gifts that should be manageable.

I am buying the same gifts that my Godpa and Godmother is getting for Millie's parents as well. I am invited to go to their church gathering (Catholics) on Christmas Day and then Christmas dinner at their home. Millie is flying in from UK, leaving her BBB behind. Christmas, Chinese New Year, her parents' birthday and her own birthday, it is a must for her to fly home no matter which part of the world she is at. And it will be semi formal dinners if not formal. It is an opportunity for her parents to show their only daughter off to business associates and relatives.

Millie hated that. She will squirm in her seat while her mother introduce yet another "nice young man", secretly hoping that the daughter of hers will fall in love and settled down. It never happen. It could be someone's and someone's son or who's and who's friend. It could be someone from banking/ law/ shipping/ hotel industry. She has never lay her eyes on them. She will balked at her mother's well meaning introductions.

That is before she introduce me as her boyfriend. Now her parents stopped bugging her. They bug me!!! Urgh!

When you both getting married? What you have is a job not a career, what about joining my company? Who and who jus gave birth, their baby so cute, right? Blah, blah, blah........

Need someone to take my place, any volunteers?

Isabella or Olivia

I met up with Isabella again yesterday. We are getting along fabulously. Liking the same kind of movies and enjoying the same mainstream music.

She still lugging in the mid of the boyfriend problem. Still do bring up the topic every now and then. But less frequently now. She admit she is having less faith in him now that it has been a month and he has not make a single move to contact her and his family pressure is jus too great for her to grit her teeth and carry on. I encourage her to go on and stay a little longer because a month is too little a time to judge the love and memories they once shared. She agreed on my statement and decided for herself and him to wait a little longer.

I teased her that she should wait as long as it takes or even fly over to UK like those love stories we saw on movies and in novels. It tickled her and she laughed. She confessed she hasn't had a laugh that good for a very long time.

I told her about Millie. My move actually surprised me because I seldom bring about the topic of Millie around to anyone else. It is always me and Millie discussing briefly who is my current love affair, never the other way round.

I guess I am very comfortable with Isabella. She has a boyfriend so she is in no danger of falling in love with me and for me, my role here with her is to accompany her as a gentleman and a friend. I am not wishing for more this time.

I empathised her even pitied her. And no big way, I am going to take a vulnerable little lamb into the dangers of my world.

She knows what am I like. That I am a flirtatious Casanova. She knows that I slept around for the pleasure of it. I never never hide it from anyone with exception of perhaps my relatives and my family. My friends knows how outrageous I could be, especially when overseas.

Fortunate or not, we bumped into Olivia. I did not intro Isabella to her, just smoothly waved hello and turned away and steered her into another direction. With Olivia, everything is always so unpredictable.

I sent Isabelle home with an only slight incident. Before she hopped out of my car, she upturned her face towards me, inviting me to give her a goodnight kiss. I gave her a quick peck and a gentle shove, hinting to her that that was crossing the friendship line we have.

When I drove out of her estate, a corner of my eye caught something familiar. By the roadside. As I slow down, I saw OLIVIA! I stopped the car and ask her to hop in. After much questioning, she admitted that she followed us here. Creepy shit!! I told her off that she is freakingly scaring me out. Olivia explained that she doesn't meant to be a stalker and such. She just wanted to see my reaction when I spot her. Plus her curiosity as to whether I will take Isabella to bed tonight. All this explanation are done in the midst of her giggling.

Stalker or not. I still find Olivia very adorable and mysterious. I sent her home, both of us are in silent. The sexual tension crackled in the silence. The moment we parked, we pounced on each and made the car windows' steamy. As she is small sized so it is extremely easy for her to move around the car. We stayed in the car for 3 hours before I walked her to her lift. We met Geraldine at the lift landing and she gave us a smug smile before linking her arm together with Olivia's arm and left.

What was Geraldine thinking? With her smug smile of hers?

Motorshow 2006

I went to the Motorshow 2006 yesterday with my buddy, Andy and his girlfriend, Aysha.

There they exhibit their latest car models and their concept car. The most popular ones are as always the Ferrari and the Lambos. What else?? But you could see all the Lambos, Ferrari and Porche on the road these days. As Andy commented: "Is it Singaporeans getting rich or the cars are getting cheaper?" I've got no answers to that. I think he is envious to the owners of these cars. Envision the status quo it brings. Doesn't matter much longer for Andy, he is getting married. Haha!

There are 3 things that bothers me at the Motor show......

1) The Dirty Old Bastards

They are dirty. They are smelly. You could smell them from a kilometer away. They are the ones who hogged in front of a car display, not because of dreaming of that white Lexus but because of that carshow models prancing in tiny tubes. They will take pictures and they make the loudest comments. They will drool like mad. I could practically envision a pail beneath their salivating mouth. They are also the ones who not only take photos of these girls (comeon, there are hundreds of digital camera and hp aiming at the girls instead of the car) but also go on the platform and take pictures with them. Groan! A disgrace with men! There was one distinctive group of guys egging each other on to see who has the guts to take photo wih the Toyota model. In the end, one of the guy went up. After that, the whole group of 5 men took turns to take photos with the girl. Arms and hands all over her shoulders, waist and butt. Cheapos! Please be nice and courteous to these girls, they are here to work not for you to grope.

2) The Ah Bengs and Ah Sengs

They are loud. Extremely loud. Even they do no open their mouth, their dragon and swords T-shirts will do the shouting for them. They cursed and sweared like it was the most fashionable thing to do. They pushed and shoved as if the place is theirs. Some of them also belong to the Dirty Old Bastard group. One guy took off his shirt and pose with the car model so that he could show off his tattoos. The other one forced his gf to take photo for him and Yamaha bike model while he attempted to snuggle and cuddle the model. Awful!

3) Mitshibishi

No Mitshibishi!!!!!! No Evo!!!!! Urgh! Wonder why they did not take part....

Disappointed fan.

Poor Isabella

Geraldine told me that her colleague, Eleenia been hounding her for my number. Saying how wonderful I am and stuff. I replied that I would find my revenge with her if she pass my number to Eleenia.

Okay, I am avoiding her but for a good cause... She is just not someone I would go for.

I do not want a repeat of the 2nd time. No matter how pretty is she.

Yesterday, I met up with Isabella for movies. I am quite taken by surprise that she would call me. I really must stop giving my numbers to strangers. Haha!

Over the phone, she told me that her boyfriend has not contact her at all except to drop her an email, declaring he is safe and sound, settling over at the university hostel there. She told me that his family has outright refused to reveal his number over there. She tried calling the university hostel over there and left several messages but he has not responded a single one. She is beginning to worry.

I told her to give him some time to settle in and he will call her eventually. He might have a lot to handle right now. To take her mind off him, I proposed to take her to Vivo City to catch a movie.

We enjoyed ourselves with "Deathnote" - a very cool japanese manga show. We talk a little and almost 90% of her time, her boyfriend's name is mentioned.

I can't help pitying her however, it was her side of the story. I sent her home before midnight. While I walked her to her lift, she asked me for a small request. To give her a hug, hold her in my arms tight. In her eyes, she looked so lost and confused. I gave her a brotherly hug before turning away and walked towards my car. I do not wish to take advantage of her situation right now. I know I could have her if I want to, her look is begging me to. I guess part of her wants to forget her boyfriend and some part of her feels all alone, cold and lonely. That was what she put across to me as well.

Along the drive home, I spoke to Millie on the phone. I told her about Isabella. Millie told me that I have a soft spot for poor girls and their sob stories and her boyfriend is a bastard with a horrible family members.

My same feelings exactly.

Eeeeewwwwww Eleenia

Been a good boy these few days. Concentrating hard on my career.

But since these times are the the popular times for company's D & D - the biggie event of the year. I ge alot of invitation from friends - guys and gals alike. With very different motives, of course. Guys usually are my pals will get me to go because of free booze and girls of course. Gals usually is because they need a partner or their colleague need a partner.

Andy has already "booked" me for his company's D & D in early December and to accompany him to his client's one too - namely Anita. I don't know if Anita will ever forgive me for running out on her the previous time. I have not been answering her calls. Might be my conscience killing me. Not good with married women with kids.

Geraldine has also set me up with her colleague. Her D & D was on 5 November and she called me up on 4th (last minute, so like her) to coerce me into going with her colleague.

G: Dearest, can you do me a favour?
Me: Hmmm....?
G: Go to my D & D function with me.
Me: Where's Olivia?
G: I am not going with her. My company doesn't know I am inclined towards that, you know.
Me: Okay.
G: But not really with me. Ermmm....
Me: You mean?
G: (you can hear her take a deep breath) Go with my colleague, can? I mean I got someone
going with me but I've got this colleague of mine, female.... She is whining and I can't stop
her whining and...and just go with her, will you?
Me: A blind date? From you?? Wah...
G: Oh, come on! For me please...
Me: You must be pretty desperate. Or she is pretty desperate.....
G: No, no, nothing like that. She is quite pretty. Used to be from SQ.
Me: Ahhhh..... your male colleagues are dead?
G: You know....ermmm.... girls from SQ...
Me: Yah, yah... I know.

So I end up dressing up myself and going to pick Geraldine and her colleague. I saw Olivia before I left their apartment, she was sulking in one corner. Geraldine told me not to mind her, Olivia is just in one of her tempers again. She always does that whenever Geraldine goes out without her.

Eleenia is her name.

The ex-SQ girl. A great way to fly. Haha!

She is more than pretty. She is stunning. Long black mane with two round eyes to boot. Weak chin and pouty mouth. She looks like one of the models from Japanese soft porn magazine. Her figure is proportionate. Almost lean without a single ounce of fat. Dressed up in a light pale blue shift dress that hugs her body tightly and end at the calves. Her hair was bunned up and she wore just a simple diamond stud on each ear. She is perfect. Her dressing, her make up, her poise. She looks like someone walked out from a photo shoot and this I told her so. She looks real pretty when she blushed. I love girls when they blushed. So coy. :)

That is before she opens her mouth. Once she does that.... Haiz. All I hear is gawk, gawk, gawk!

Me: You look like someone walked out from a photo shoot.
E: (Blush)
Me: Really!
E: Thank you. See? Only you have the taste, all the guys from my company do not know how to
appreciate beauty. Oh, please...the moment they set their eyes on any long legs, they will
swooned over her. Like the new girl in my department, can't remember her name but she is
not a looker. Oh come on, even the blind could see how huge her hips is...and that arms of hers
will jiggle as and when she picks up her papers, not that I want to look at her but she is sitting
opposite me and its so hard not to stare at her and the her next door colleague, other young
girl who look like fresh grad from school but no one know she is same age as me, she led
everyone think she just reached her twenties.........

At this point of time, my ears are shut out. I glanced briefly at Geraldine and she silently mouthed her apologises. Geraldine was wearing a long cotton pin striped dress with a high slit at the side, letting her legs play peek-a-boo.

The whole evening at Mariott where the company function is held, guys are giving me the sorry eyes. Haiz. I had to control myself from cupping her mouth.

Geraldine was having too much fun with her date. So I drove Eleenia home. As we parked at her block carpark, she slided up to my side and proposed to me.

E: Darling, you are so wonderful tonight. Did you see the eyes on me? Those are envy eyes of
others. I bet I will be the talk of the office tomorrow. Not that I care, I wouldn't care, of
course. Who care about something so trifle like this, not me. I got better things to care about
like the when should I next go for facial, what hairstyle is the latest......
(I "switched off" again)
Me: Huh? (I heard my name)
E: I said you wanna come up tonight? Afterall, you did drink alot and not so fit to drive.
(Bullshit.... I only had one glass of red wine and that was 3 hours ago.)
E: I mean we could share the bed and not do anything, right? Afterall, what century is this
already. Nobody could say anything. We could be totally be so innocent and not do anything
right. I mean, of course, not to not do anything because it will be such a waste. Why waste the
time, you know? But then, not to mean I am suggesting anything yet but I would love to lay
in your arms. Fully clothed, of course. But if the room gets too humid...then we could..Oh, my
room is air conditioned. No worries there, ya? But I said if the room.......
(I "switched off" again)
E: So?
Me: Pardon?
E: I am not asking for a commitment or a relationship. I was just saying that we could.....

I couldn't stand anymore of her yakking. So either I pushed her out of the door and speed off or I need to do something to shut her trap up. For good.

So I kissed her mouth shut. Shut it did. For the whole night except for the moaning and groaning we made on bed.

I snucked out of her house at 5am and drove home. Wouldn't want to be there when her motormouth starts to wake up. But I did something nice. I drove to a nearby McDonald and bought her Big Breakfast and left it at her doorstep....