Tagged by Ecstasy

I got tagged by Ecstasy. Haha! I am a game person so I shall play along.

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Tagged! This is what you are supposed to do. Cut and paste if you decide to participate in the tagging game.Each player of this game starts off by giving 6 weird things about themselves. People who get tagged need to write in a blog of their own 6 weird things as well as state the rules clearly. In the end, you need to choose 6 people to be tagged and list their names.After you do that, leave them each a comment letting them know you tagged them and to read your blog

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6 Weird Things (let's count)

1. Usually people sleep after tiring sex, I don't. I will feel refreshed and rejunvated. I would want
cuddles and hugs and watch the tube on the bed or take a walk or grab some snacks. I would
only sleep (or at least pretend to sleep) if I got nothing to say to the girl or sex was bad.

2. I was a charmer even from young. My mother would carried me around the neighbourhood in
the mornings to get better prices when she does her marketing. All the aunties and uncles
love to pinch my cheeks and coo coo gaa gaa at me.

3. I love my food, cheesy, milky and creamy. That means I love my Cream Cheese Pasta at
Pasta Mania and my Cheese cakes at NYDC. If you got bad looks and sex couldn't win me
over, offer me Oreo Cheese cake topped with cheese flaks, I am your docile little puppy.

4. Those people who usually declare they hate me because of my lifestyle, my guts, my looks,
my salary...blah blah blah.... mostly ended up adoring me and pamper me to my most
whimsical needs. Maybe because I tend to try even harder to charm them from enemies to
my friends. Wahaahaahaa!!

5. I love sleeping nude. That is not really weird but while I was living with my parents, its a bit
hard to do. I will have my mother / father / my aunt / my cousins coming into my room to
look for me. I am always forgetful enough to lock my room or cover myself with a blanket.
Hence, they would get an eyeful of what I have.

6. I love screamers. I love women who moan and scream and shout in bed. I would never
hushed them for any reasons. It actually turns me on to hold a woman in my arms that
scream esctasy when she come.

Well, that's the 6 weird things about me. Haha! Enjoy laughing. As for tagging, I haven't found who I am able to tag. Most of my friends' blogs are either tagged already or private access only.

*Amended:

I shall tagged these two first:
http://nostandard.blogspot.com/ (Bern dude)
http://providence1974.blogspot.com/ (Eileen Lady)

The Past

Thanks for all those who welcome me back and those who dropped me an email for encouragement.

A note to those who cared:
I am alright. Just disappointed. Despite putting in the hard work and wearing my sincere heart on the sleeve, Ms Devil and I did not work out. Well, I tried my best. Really did. Since she doesn't believe girls and boys can remain in contact after post relationship, I haven't so much seen an sms from her or receive a "Hello, how have you been?" I did call her but my calls are left unanswered / unreturned.

Andy called upon an urgent gathering on Saturday around Geraldine's place to remise about the past. He so proudly declare that "It started here and it must end here" speech. I am seriously touched that my friends really cared about me. We all sat around the living room with bottles and bottles of red wine unopened. All prepared for the night of binge drinking. All those who attended: Me, Andy, Aysha. Geraldine, Marky and Olivia.

Olivia seems delighted at me being single again and couldn't tear herself from my arm as if her whole life depended on it. She wore a white tube and white shorts. Her fabric so white and thin, you could see that she is not wearing anything underneath. Certain angles her pubes are airing themselves to open eyes. Andy can't seem to keep his eyes off her.

Marky was whining about how all their efforts are wasted on being me and Ms Devil. Quote: "Such a fairytale. Such wasted efforts." He is the drama king, you know.

Aysha was busy shushing Marky and lamenting how insensitive he was while trying to distract Andy from staring at Olivia or from downing another glass of red wine.

Andy was cuddling Aysha from behind with his head propped on Aysha's shoulder while his eyes are roving around Olivia's body non stop. His erection is obvious but I think everyone thought its because of Aysha.

Geraldine was cuddling me on the other side, cooing and purring at me like I am her baby and she my mother.

Everyone spend the whole night drowning in red wine and crappy jokes and silly stories of their past. Everyone had a silly story to share.

Like Marky shared how during his teens, he was labelled as a gay in school. The situation was so bad that at one point of time, he actually though he might be one.

Geraldine despite being tall and broad builded was bullied during school days until her parents had to call the police in.

Andy had a huge crush on his mother's best friend by was in her 50s at that time. He actually embrassed himself by professing his adoration to her on his 18th birthday and was gently rejected by her.

Olivia had been a virgin until her uni days where she offered sex in exchange for grades on a particular project. From there, she change into a sexual nymph.

Aysha had dislike sex and Chinese guys until she met with Andy. Her previous boyfriends are all younger than herself and all have been Africa-Americans.

We have all enjoyed ourselves til the next morning at 5am when we drove everyone, drunk and giggling to West Coast's McDonald and gobbled a heavy breakfast while irritating everyone with our giggles.

Good News & Bad News

Okay, time to update my blog... Since I never post anything for so long....

Good news and bad news.

Good news

Aysha and Andy are back together. This time they are taking things slow so they decided to postpone their wedding to a much later date. Both of them agree its the wedding stress that is killing their relationship.

So they have booked themselves with a little holiday to Perth. That's nice. Envy them.

Andy has asked me along seeing that this time is my down time but I curtly refused for the fact this holiday's objectives is to allow the two of them to spend some time together as a couple.

Bad News

Now for the bad news... Sigh! Ms Devil and I had broke up.

She didn't understand my relationship with Millie and how I need to maintain the friendship at the very least. In her books, guys and girls could not be friends, either they are a couple or they are colleagues and nothing else. I have told her off that that is a very narrow thought, given our century. See, I have offended her yet again. So we had a fight over this.

I had thought "No biggie" but its seems like its a different lifestyle for her. She didn't mind my past as long as I did not bring into this relationship. She didn't understand how I could keep in touch with Geraldine. Afterall, Geraldine is my ex girlfriend. I should be on talking terms with her, let alone go out having tea together. (I did not tell her that I did continue sleeping with Geraldine until the moment she came along)

She didn't even approved of Aysha. She claims she closes one eye when I am talking to Aysha over the phone or out with her. Jealous of Aysha? You must be kidding, man.... Aysha is like a sister I never have. Nothing sexual between us. Not even a flirty glance.

In the end, she said we are not made for each other. And with all the nonsense I have stated above, I got no choice but to agree. Perhapes we are destiny to meet not to last.

The reason I have not been posting partially caused by this incident. I was nursing my ego and heart back to health. Geraldine and Aysha has been super duper nice to me. Whenever I need warm within a woman's hug, I know I could call upon Geraldine. (Nothing sexual there..) Whenever I need a listening ear, Aysha lend me her ears. Whenever I need to drink, Aysha also lend me her man. HAHA!

So ladies, I am back on the playground again.

Beware!

SUPER PISSED OFF

I am now super pissed off as my numbers of entries are unable to launch up on my blog. I got no idea why. Its either Blogger.com or stupid ISP.