I Love You for A Thousand Years

A Thousand Years - Christina Perri

Heart beats fast
Colors and promises
How to be brave
How can I love when I'm afraid to fall
But watching you stand alone
All of my doubt suddenly goes away somehow

One step closer

[Chorus:]
I have died everyday waiting for you
Darling don't be afraid I have loved you
For a thousand years
I'll love you for a thousand more

Time stands still
Beauty in all she is
I will be brave
I will not let anything take away
What's standing in front of me
Every breath
Every hour has come to this

One step closer

[Chorus:]
I have died everyday waiting for you
Darling don't be afraid I have loved you
For a thousand years
I'll love you for a thousand more

And all along I believed I would find you
Time has brought your heart to me
I have loved you for a thousand years
I'll love you for a thousand more

One step closer
One step closer

[Chorus:]
I have died everyday waiting for you
Darling don't be afraid I have loved you
For a thousand years
I'll love you for a thousand more

And all along I believed I would find you
Time has brought your heart to me
I have loved you for a thousand years
I'll love you for a thousand more

- Perfect song to close the magnificent year with. How was your 2011? It  sure felt like as though a thousand events happened in our lives. Each with its own significance, impact and long-lasting aftermath. I feel blessed having someone by my side all these years. A good 9 years.

- To a point of dependence and complacent. Slowly, my mind is drafting a set of resolutions that I know won't materialize 100%, but should set my path towards closing 2012 a much better person. I know I am able to, and it just falls back on how disciplined and broad-minded I can train myself to be.

- Icky, this may be ... but dear, I Love You. And nothing's gonna change that for another 9 .. or thousand years.

Screw It

Yeah. Things are not rosy from all sides. This year is ending with a horrendous thud. Instead of a bang.
Oh yeah. There will be HELL to pay.

I guarantee you that.

Mumford & Sons - The Cave

Mumford & Sons - The Cave

It's empty in the valley of your heart
The sun, it rises slowly as you walk
Away from all the fears
And all the faults you've left behind


The harvest left no food for you to eat
You cannibal, you meat-eater, you see
But I have seen the same
I know the shame in your defeat


But I will hold on hope
And I won't let you choke
On the noose around your neck


And I'll find strength in pain
And I will change my ways
I'll know my name as it's called again


Cause I have other things to fill my time
You take what is yours and I'll take mine
Now let me at the truth
Which will refresh my broken mind


So tie me to a post and block my ears
I can see widows and orphans through my tears
I know my call despite my faults
And despite my growing fears


But I will hold on hope
And I won't let you choke
On the noose around your neck


And I'll find strength in pain
And I will change my ways
I'll know my name as it's called again


So come out of your cave walking on your hands
And see the world hanging upside down
You can understand dependence
When you know the maker's hand


So make your siren's call
And sing all you want
I will not hear what you have to say


Cause I need freedom now
And I need to know how
To live my life as it's meant to be


And I will hold on hope
And I won't let you choke
On the noose around your neck


And I'll find strength in pain
And I will change my ways
I'll know my name as it's called again

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*Too random? This song is nominated for both Record of the Year and Song of the Year for Grammy's next year. Was taken aback too, since I have never heard of them, and the other guy/band named Bon Iver. 

*Watch this, listen to the lyrics and then go watch their live performances. One of the BEST revelations this year. Not that I have been listening to a lot of songs though. Blame it on the stagnant radio playlist ... still the same tunes blaring since the beginning of the year.

*A wet, wet weekend here in KL. Still raining as I am typing this. A lot of changes, and they will continue to come in weeks and months to come. Can't wait til the next getaway come Feb .... Hope this spirit will stay strong until then.

*Writing less and less, but I doubt there's anyone reading this anyway. :)

Adele - Turning Tables

Turning Tables - Adele

Close enough to start a war
All that I have is on the floor
God only knows what we're fighting for
All that I say, you always say more

I can't keep up with your turning tables
Under your thumb, I can't breathe

So I won't let you close enough to hurt me
No, I won't ask you, you to just desert me
I can't give you, what you think you give me
It's time to say goodbye to turning tables
To turning tables

Under haunted skies I see you, ooh
Where love is lost, your ghost is found
I braved a hundred storms to leave you
As hard as you try, no I will never be knocked down

I can't keep up with your turning tables
Under your thumb, I can't breathe

So I won't let you close enough to hurt me, no
I won't ask you, you to just desert me
I can't give you, what you think you give me
It's time to say goodbye to turning tables
Turning tables

Next time I'll be braver
I'll be my own savior
When the thunder calls for me
Next time I'll be braver
I'll be my own savior
Standing on my own two feet

I won't let you close enough to hurt me, no
I won't ask you, you to just desert me
I can't give you, what you think you give me
It's time to say goodbye to turning tables
To turning tables
Turning tables, yeah
Turning ohh

*Still one of the BEST live singer in the scene now.
*You just feel the emotions in every single syllable she belted out, live or recorded.
*Though currently not in such an emotional state of mind, lots (I mean LOTS) of things have and are still happening in our lives. So rapid changes that made us slightly torn apart from each other.
*But this 3 days weekend will be relished; a blessing that's much needed to counter the pains of .... turning tables. 

Rain Washes Away my Guilt

Beautiful Saturday here in KL. Just too perfect to pass this off as another run-of-the-mill weekend. Today's special, oh yeah. In more ways than one.

But I have sinned.

Damn. But it's all good now, are we even? :)

Baby, let's dance the night away and forget the sorrow.

Connected. Someone Like You. MP

A case of two hearts connected as one, the moment we listened to this tune on radio, we prompted each other to tune in almost at the same time. 

Ironically.

Though the gist of the song is more to hanging on to lost love, and secretly hoping for a reconciliation. Hehe .... a bit awkward, but still, a song that fits my current emotion ... though not in this beautiful relationship with the angelic devil of a (Simon)lover.

Oh yeah, let's do MP this Saturday. If you're reading this, come. Not often that we get to dance the night away amidst the restrictions. :)

The Whole 9 Years

It's almost magical. Impossible.

Tell me that it would last until the 5th, and I might have stifled a laugh and partly believed the potential.

Then the 7th year itch arrived just when we were holidaying on an island close to home. Wait, already SEVEN years?!!! OMG. Can get married, give birth and argue over $$ for milk powder jor.

IF normal couple lah ....

In the blink of an eye, it's already 9. The journey was bumpy, the trials and tribulations aplenty; and still coming in waves of merciless nature.

Yet, we have survived 9 whole years together.

I must be dreaming.

Wanna know how did we celebrate this momentous occasion? I'll let the maestro explains in his own words (intercepted by a hot shot or two, like always).

Reflections

The past 4 days have been good. Therapeutic, even. Who would have thought that a moment of silence can be so effective. The weekend's barely started, and here I am hoping that today's already Monday and I can jump in the fray of working my a$$ off. 

Just need timely distractions to get me through the difficult times. I don't need a hero. I need a break.

Happy Malaysia Day (a day late, I know). To those who have lost hope in the administration systems as of recent years, don't be. Be thankful that although the politics might be sucking your soul out of your core, the abundance of natural resources, beautiful landscapes, good people on the streets, delicious myriad of foods from different cultures and most of all ..... we're not constantly on the edge being threatened by natural disasters or warfare.

Maybe because of the contemplation, that we started to take things for granted .... forgetting to treasure the more important things, .... people in life.

Sammi Cheng - Letter To Myself

It does not matter if you understand Chinese or not. 

It does not matter if you have been there, done that ... or not.

It does not even matter if you had been through the trials and tribulations of life ... or not.

God is fair. You can NEVER have the BEST of days, without sacrificing something in return.

A Letter to Myself

The Letter  - Angela Aki

Dear you,
Who's reading this letter
Where are you and what are you doing now?


For me who's 15 years old
There are seeds of worries I can't tell anyone


If it's a letter addressed to my future self,
Surely I can confide truly to myself


Now, it seems that I'm about to be defeated and cry
For someone who's seemingly about to disappear
Whose words should I believe in?
This one-and-only heart has been broken so many times
In the midst of this pain, I live the present


Dear you,
Thank you
I have something to tell the 15-year-old you


If you continue asking what and where you should be going
You'll be able to see the answer


The rough seas of youth may be tough
But row your boat of dreams on
Towards the shores of tomorrow


Now, please don't be defeated and please don't shed a tear
During these times when you're seemingly about to disappear
Just believe in your own voice
For me as an adult, there are sleepless nights when I'm hurt
But I'm living the bittersweet present


There's meaning to everything in life
So build your dreams without fear
Keep on believing


Seems like I'm about to be defeated and cry
For someone who's seemingly about to disappear
Whose words should I believe in?


Please don't be defeated and please don't shed a tear
During these times when you're seemingly about to disappear
Just believe in your own voice


No matter era we're in
There's no running away from sorrow
So show your smile, and go on living the present
Go on living the present


Dear you,
Who's reading this letter
I wish you happiness

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Tegami

Haikei kono tegami yondeiru anata wa
Doko de nani wo shiteiru no darou

Juugo no boku ni wa dare ni mo hanasenai
Nayami no kanae ga aru no desu

Mirai no jibun ni atete kaku tegami nara
Kitto sunao ni uchiake rareru darou

Ima makesou de nakisou de
Kieteshimaisou na boku wa
Dare no kotoba wo
Shinji arukeba ii no?
Hitotsu shika nai kono mune ga nando mo barabara ni warete
Kurushii naka de ima wo ikiteiru
Ima wo ikiteiru

Haikei arigatou juugo no anata ni
Tsutaetai koto ga aru no desu
Jibun to wa nani de doko e mukau beki ka
Toitsu dzukereeba mietekuru

Areta seishun no umi wa kibishii keredo
Asu no kishibe e to yume no fune yo susume

Ima makenai de nakanai de
Kieteshimaisou na toki wa
Jibun no koe wo shinjiaru keba ii no?
Otona no boku mo kizutsuite
Nemurenai yoru wa aru kedo
Nigakute amai ima ikiteiru

Jinsei no subete ni imi ga aru kara
Osorezu ni anata no yume wo sodatete
La la la, la la la
Keep on believing
La la la, la la la,
Keep on believing, keep on believing, keep on believing

Makesou de nakisou de
Kieteshimaisou boku wa
Dare no kotoba wo shinji arukeba ii no?
Aa Makenaii de nakanai de
Kieteshimaisou na toki wa
Jibun no koe wo shinjiarukeba ii no
Itsu no jidai mo kanashimi mo
Sakete wa torenai keredo
Egao wo misete ima wo ikite yukou
Ima wo ikite yukou

Haikei kono tegami yondeiru anata ga
Shiawase na koto wo negaimasu


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*A very poignant song, and you can see from the video above how the children cried almost immediately after the song started. About the hardships, tribulations, and impending challenges in life of a 15 year-old child. 

*In case this tune sounds familiar, this has been covered in various languages; specifically in Cantonese by Sherman Chung, and Sammi has sung this in her concert before. And she cried too.

*Happy Mid-Autumn Festival to everyone. Or anyone who's reading this. Be thankful that you're by the side of your loved one(s). Don't ever take them for granted.

The Missing Saga & A 'Clean' Massage @ Sempurna Avenue

Amazing that two months have passed since the last post. And that was one on how Simonlover's blog was taken down and such. My bad, in case you're still not aware yet (where have you been hiding?), his blog has been reinstated and more raunchy than ever. 

Like as if he was never that in the first place.

Anyway, many things have happened since then, I am not even sure whether I should bore you with the details. 

But just to share with you people, had a really good massage session at Sempurna Avenue somewhere near to Miharja; next to Viva shopping mall there. Can't expose the name of the masseur (shouldn't, right?) but you can mail me in case you want to know.

Bear in mind that he's STRAIGHT, a Thai-Malay guy who's married with 3 kids, aged 31. And hunky with a tattoo or two. Funny the conversation between us revolved more to life and such than horny matters or sexual connotations. 

To the point that when he was doing the customary 'Urut Batin', he wondered if I was gay after all. Usually people would have been itchy itchy and touch him all over (he claimed), but I kept my hands to myself, and continued the chat like old friends.

Well, as HORNY as this specimen can be, on different days; I can be an angel. And all I need in fact, is just a good rubdown and loosen those tight knots from the Pump and Combat sessions. Losing my stamina now after serious bouts of bingeing.

Now to look forward to this Saturday's plan .... :)

Tragically. The End.

If you've been following Simon's posts over on his blog, and was crossing your fingers in anticipation of another boundary-breaking post this beautiful Thursday evening, I wish to apologize on his behalf.

A little too significant perhaps, his barrage of indecent yet extremely sexy posts. Provoking even, that good old Blogger (or Google, maybe) have taken down his blog for good.

Yes. This ain't no prank. Nor joke. And he's currently on turbulent times, for 3 years+ of consistently pleasing his dear avid fans on Welcome to the World of Simonlover; and as sudden as lightning strikes, Google has decided to go against Simon's venture to share his passion  for sexy guys with the rest of the world.

As his lowly other half here, Horny BF would like to take this opportunity to thank every single one of you ardent followers of his addictive, tongue-in-cheek and oh so scandalous blog.

Guess this spells the end of Horny BF Rants too then?

Don't Forget Me, I Beg ....

Someone Like You. Just amazing voice control for someone of her age. Weekend's beckoning, and I'm all but geared up for the two days. Or one and a half, since Sunday I'm forced to work. 

Shucks.

But can't be complaining much. Since next month myself, Simon and two others will be travelling. For a good one week away from work, home and Malaysia.

Timely, since the last official trip (aside from Singapore) was way way back in January of last year. Talk about a holiday hiatus.

About to overwork myself with fits thrown lefts and rights these 3 days. Talk about subduing my own temper, I had to eat, eat and EAT away to get my mind off the pressing matters at work.

Some people can be soooo incompetent.

And some JERK thinks he's king by commanding me around, when I don't even work for him.

A$$hole comes in may forms, indeed.

Unexpectedly

And by next month, around this date, I will be staying all by myself.
The good landlord is getting 'married' and moving in with his beloved.
Envious. But happy that he's moving on with his life, and found a common goal.

Not easy, especially in this type of relationship.

Strange, it's been barely half a year since I moved in. But felt like we have known each other
for much longer than that. And though we barely talk, discuss or bitch about nothings, it was
like as though he dropped a bomb on me yesterday, when breaking the news to me.

I was on the verge of freaking out; possibly wondering if I'm being politely shoo-ed away.
And left homeless on the streets, maybe with a placard hanging around my neck;

"Sugar Daddy Wanted ..."

However, all's not lost. I am the unofficial official housekeeper now. Although I wonder how quiet and lonely this will be in months to come.

*Psst .... who wants to share this boredom with Horny BF? Feel free to apply within. But no throwing parties okay? I don't have the green light to do so. :)

Sunday Is Over-Rated

Almost half day gone. And I am still in my birthday suit since after showering.
And after an effective half an hour or so of rolling in bed, I pulled myself up, only to be parked in front of this pc.
And starting to wonder how much I hate people without a sense of punctuality in time.

Sorry, pet peeves. I have to plan everything beforehand, right down to the minutes if possible. And days before the event takes place. Perfectionist? Nah ... I don't like to waste my time but rather plan things ahead if possible.

Damn I crave for my coffee now. God knows how many cups I have downed these past few days. To no avail, I might add.

On a personal note, something's definitely brewing on the horizon. I need self-regulation.

Wrong Signal

And I am prone to send the wrong frequency to people. Miscommunication?

I could have been flirtatious. I could have been sending the wrong signal. Or I could have been naughty by nature, always on the pounce for fresh meat.

But don't doubt my sincerity. Sometimes I just want a friend whom I can talk to. Someone knowing that I am who I am (borrowing a phrase here, don't charge me), and do not mind sharing a thought or even a shoulder for me at dire times.

I am this jovial guy that brings life to conversation. Animated, care free sessions. But I am still a human with a soft heart. And I do need someone to talk to.

Minus the LUST factor, please. I am a Horny one, but only as a BF. 

"Sorry"

Leaving This All Behind ...

Augustana - Boston 


In the light of the sun, is there anyone? Oh it has begun...
Oh dear you look so lost, eyes are red and tears are shed,
This world you must've crossed... she said...

You don't know me, you don't even care, oh yeah,
She said
You don't know me, and you don't wear my chains... oh yeah,

Essential yet appealed, carry all your thoughts across
An open field,
When flowers gaze at you... they're not the only ones who cry
When they see you
She said...

You don't know me, you don't even care, oh yeah,
She said
You don't know me, and you don't wear my chains... oh yeah,

She said I think I'll go to Boston...
I think I'll start a new life,
I think I'll start it over, where no one knows my name,
I'll get out of California, I'm tired of the weather,
I think I'll get a lover and fly him out to Spain...
Oh yeah and I think I'll go to Boston,
I think that I'm just tired
I think I need a new town, to leave this all behind...
I think I need a sunrise, I'm tired of the sunset,
I hear it's nice in the Summer, some snow would be nice... oh yeah,

You don't know me, you don't even care, oh yeah...

Boston... where no one knows my name... yeah
Where no one knows my name...
Where no one knows my name...
Boston...
No one knows my name. 

* An old tune, that brought  so much memories of the years I spent in university with Simon, and the other friends. 6 years have passed, and yet, the memory lingers ever so strongly.

* A tune about moving away and starting afresh. How ironic. It's been a few months now since I started all over again here in this metropolitan city on steroids. 
* Yes, I still long for those days when everything's much simpler, and all we had to worry were exams and financial burden. 
* Someone once asked, why wouldn't I move away from our dear country instead? Since greener pasture's definitely on some other side. Not in this country in a sad state with political bickering and nonsense being debated in the sitting. And I can't deny that I am in fact, still considering the options. Whether should I leave this all behind, and move on to the next stage in life. Again.

*Happy Saturday dear people. Enjoy this great tune.  

I Need A Weekend Plan. Volunteers?

I need to sing K and release some tension. 

The constant travelling starts to take its toll on this aged body. I need a good massage. A rubdown with me wearing my birthday suit, preferably with copious drizzles of oil and a very nifty pair of hands working the nether region. Happy ending or not, that's another matter. :)

I need to watch a good movie. Or heck, gimme a bad one. As long as I can spend the 2 hours chomping on popcorns, sipping on iced lemon tea and stroking someone's arm. Anyone.

I need to get more sleep, the short hours of zzz lately has deprived me of good rest and eye bags to big I swear I could poke them and release the water within. 

I need to dance the night away. Or consume enough alcohol to dizzy me out and render me vulnerable to all advantages. And vice versa, so I can get away with incidental molestation. MP...?

I need to work out. Started putting on weight again after laboriously Pumping and Combating my way to an impressive 2" loss from the waist. Someone whip me into shape already!

I need YOU.

The House That Built Me

Miranda Lambert - The House That Built Me

I know they say you can't go home again
I just had to come back one last time
Ma'am, I know you don't know me from Adam
But these hand prints on the front steps are mine

Up those stairs in that little back bedroom
Is where I did my homework and I learned to play guitar
And I bet you didn't know under that live oak
My favorite dog is buried in the yard

I thought if I could touch this place or feel it
This brokenness inside me might start healing
Out here it's like I'm someone else
I thought that maybe I could find myself

If I could just come in, I swear I'll leave
Won't take nothing but a memory
From the house that built me

Mama cut out pictures of houses for years
From "Better Homes and Garden" magazine
Plans were drawn and concrete poured
And nail by nail and board by board
Daddy gave life to mama's dream

I thought if I could touch this place or feel it
This brokenness inside me might start healing
Out here it's like I'm someone else
I thought that maybe I could find myself

If I could just come in, I swear I'll leave
Won't take nothing but a memory
From the house that built me

You leave home, you move on
And you do the best you can
I got lost in this whole world
And forgot who I am

I thought if I could touch this place or feel it
This brokenness inside me might start healing
Out here it's like I'm someone else
I thought that maybe I could find myself

If I could walk around, I swear I'll leave
Won't take nothing but a memory
From the house that built me


*Miranda Lambert won four major awards at the recent Country Music Awards, surprising even the fans of Taylor Swift's and Lady Antebellum, perhaps?
Anyway, the name might not ring a bell, since she's not your typical darling pop princess or country rockstar with an attitude.
But this tune, this particular touching song released sometime last year if I'm not mistaken, touches the heart in a way that's bittersweet, even mellow. 
Read the lyrics, and if you've moved out from the place where you grew up in, then you can relate to the lyrics just as well.
For me, the time spent throughout my first 12 years of life was most memorable. Still remember my two lovely dogs that moved with us to the new place, though back then, we were not so taken in by the thought of having pets around in the house. Hence they roamed in a very small space at the back of the house. Which was sad, when they had only each other as company and I seldom even pet them, let alone play with them.
I will be going home very soon. And just like how it was 17 years ago, we might be on the brink of another moving houses saga. Things will get sentimental for sure ....

Do you have a place you can really call home?

Time to Spread the Wings

Good that we met yesterday. Though the acquaintance was short and sweet, at least that gave a face behind the nick. And yes, someone's dream of meeting up Simon finally came true. 

Although he probably got more than what he bargained for, when Simon dragged along this Horny one. Albeit slightly reluctantly.

Not that I am a social outcast, nor reserved/shy/'paiseh' .... but more so because I prefer to stay in the backgrounds; letting Simon hogs all the limelight. Basking in his glory of being worshipped by his loyal subjects. 

Meanwhile, this Horny one's offer of a night out at MP still stays open. Come on ..... someone give in already! I promise I'll dance with you. Exclusively. ;)

*See, I don't name names here, just in case you, you and you prefers to stay anonymous.

You Are Not An Angel. Neither Am I.

So please don't keep portraying me in such a bad light.
You know better than me.
Yes the mind wanders when I come face to face with temptation, but I know that resistance is NOT futile.
To maintain this 8 years+ of relationship is not easy and requires much sacrifices and understanding.
If you're still gonna be so immature and simple-minded about this, then let's rethink our future.

Signed with much frustration,
HORNY BF

Time for some S&M, Baby ...

S&M - Rihanna

Na na na na
Come on
Na na na na
Come on
Na na na na na
Come on
Na na na na
Come on, come on, come on
Na na na na
Come on
Na na na na
Come on
Na na na na na
Come on
Na na na na
Come on, come on, come on
Na na na na

Feels so good being bad (Oh oh oh oh oh)
There's no way I'm turning back (Oh oh oh oh oh)
Now the pain is my pleasure cause nothing could measure (Oh oh oh oh oh)

Love is great, love is fine (Oh oh oh oh oh)
Out the box, outta line (Oh oh oh oh oh)
The affliction of the feeling leaves me wanting more (Oh oh oh oh oh)

Cause I may be bad, but I'm perfectly good at it
Sex in the air, I don't care, I love the smell of it
Sticks and stones may break my bones
But chains and whips excite me

Cause I may be bad, but I'm perfectly good at it
Sex in the air, I don't care, I love the smell of it
Sticks and stones may break my bones
But chains and whips excite me

Na na na na
Come on, come on, come on
I like it-like it
Come on, come on, come on
I like it-like it
Come on, come on, come on
I like it-like it (Na na na)
Come on, come on, come on
I like it-like it

Love is great, love is fine (Oh oh oh oh oh)
Out the box, outta line (Oh oh oh oh oh)
The affliction of the feeling leaves me wanting more (Oh oh oh oh oh)

Cause I may be bad, but I'm perfectly good at it
Sex in the air, I don't care, I love the smell of it
Sticks and stones may break my bones
But chains and whips excite me

Na na na na
Come on, come on, come on
I like it-like it
Come on, come on, come on
I like it-like it (Na na na)
Come on, come on, come on
I like it-like it
Come on, come on, come on
I like it-like it

S-S-S & M-M-M
S-S-S & M-M-M

Oh, I love the feeling you bring to me, oh, you turn me on
It's exactly what I've been yearning for, give it to me strong
And meet me in my boudoir, make my body say ah ah ah
I like it-like it

Cause I may be bad, but I'm perfectly good at it
Sex in the air, I don't care, I love the smell of it
Sticks and stones may break my bones
But chains and whips excite me

Cause I may be bad, but I'm perfectly good at it
Sex in the air, I don't care, I love the smell of it
Sticks and stones may break my bones
But chains and whips excite me

Na na na na
Come on, come on, come on
I like it-like it
Come on, come on, come on
I like it-like it (Na na na)
Come on, come on, come on
I like it-like it
Come on, come on, come on
I like it-like it

S-S-S & M-M-M
S-S-S & M-M-M
S-S-S & M-M-M
S-S-S & M-M-M

*Almost a whole 3 weeks without a post. But highly doubt that you're missing any of this crap from Horny BF.

Anyway, weekends were terribly packed, and foresee this to continue for another week before things tone down slightly. Maybe a Singapore trip soon enough, yet this time around I'm not as eagerly anticipating like the time in November.

Wait, highly doubt Simon himself has written anything on that. Hmm, always half-naked and naked guys on his mind huh? But that was a good getaway, probably our last before moving to KL for a permanent spell.

Though portrayed as an ever highly slutty-licious Horny BF by Simonlover in numerous posts, actually I'm just an ordinary dude. Seriously. I am shy, reserved, not flirty at all, and a very decent man. 

Don't believe me? Come and try me. Just like the words in this song; "Cause I may be bad, but I'm perfectly good at it, Sex in the air, I don't care, I love the smell of it"

What Are Words - Chris Medina

What Are Words - Chris Medina

Anywhere you are, I am near
Anywhere you go, I'll be there
Anytime you whisper my name, you'll see
How every single promise I keep
Cuz what kind of guy would I be
If I was to leave when you need me most


What are words
If you really don't mean them
When you say them
What are words
If they're only for good times
Then they don't
When it's love
Yeah, you say them out loud
Those words, They never go away
They live on, even when we're gone


And I know an angel was sent just for me
And I know I'm meant to be where I am
And I'm gonna be
Standing right beside her tonight


And I'm gonna be by your side
I would never leave when she needs me most


What are words
If you really don't mean them
When you say them
What are words
If they're only for good times
Then they don't
When it's love
Yeah, you say them out loud
Those words, They never go away
They live on, even when we're gone


Anywhere you are, I am near
Anywhere you go, I'll be there
And I'm gonna be here forever more
Every single promise I keep
Cuz what kind of guy would I be
If I was to leave when you need me most


I'm forever keeping my angel close

* Usually not myself to be posting an MTV to a song by a practically unknown amateur, unless the song's really famous, really touching in some ways, or a classic in my books. 

* But just give this a listen. And if you're following American Idol closely (i don't) you must have seen this guy in auditions, a heart wrenching story behind his struggle and sheer determination and love for his fiance whom was crippled in a horrific accident, months before the proposal/wedding.

* Sometimes you don't need all the luxuries in life. All you just need, is a moment to ponder upon your current belongings, loved ones, happiness and treasures of unmeasurable proportions. 

* I Love You.

Someone Like You - Adele

Adele - Someone Like You

I heard that you're settled down,
That you found a girl and you're married now,
I heard that your dreams came true,
Guess she gave you things I didn't give to you,
Old friend, why are you so shy?
Ain't like you to hold back or hide from the light,


I hate to turn up out of the blue uninvited,
But I couldn't stay away, I couldn't fight it,
I had hoped you'd see my face,
And that you'd be reminded that for me it isn't over,


Never mind, I'll find someone like you,
I wish nothing but the best for you, too,
Don't forget me, I beg,
I remember you said,
"Sometimes it lasts in love,
But sometimes it hurts instead,"
Sometimes it lasts in love,
But sometimes it hurts instead, yeah,


You know how the time flies,
Only yesterday was the time of our lives,
We were born and raised in a summer haze,
Bound by the surprise of our glory days,


I hate to turn up out of the blue uninvited,
But I couldn't stay away, I couldn't fight it,
I had hoped you'd see my face,
And that you'd be reminded that for me it isn't over,


Never mind, I'll find someone like you,
I wish nothing but the best for you, too,
Don't forget me, I beg,
I remember you said,
"Sometimes it lasts in love,
But sometimes it hurts instead,"


Nothing compares,
No worries or cares,
Regrets and mistakes, they're memories made,
Who would have known how bittersweet this would taste?


Nevermind, I'll find someone like you,
I wish nothing but the best for you,
Don't forget me, I beg,
I remember you said,
"Sometimes it lasts in love,
But sometimes it hurts instead,"


Nevermind, I'll find someone like you,
I wish nothing but the best for you, too,
Don't forget me, I beg,
I remember you said,
"Sometimes it lasts in love,
But sometimes it hurts instead,"
Sometimes it lasts in love,
But sometimes it hurts instead.

*If you've loved and lost, you would have understood the meaning behind this song. So poignant, such remarkably emotional nuances behind every syllable, it's no wonder this song is the current #1 on the UK charts.

*The brief hug and kiss in your car just now dear, was almost magical. I have longed for such a feeling for so long, it felt like it's been ages since we got really consumed in the flames of passion. I need a hug, seriously.

*Will be separated for about a week soon. With no means of communication, aside from e-mail or maybe MSN, I know the longing is going to be extremely taxing. 

*Have a happy week ahead, people. And don't forget to hug your loved one(s). Not necessarily your other half, but feel free to come and hug ME if you want to

Psst ... I promise to share my contact details. ;)

A Saturday Gone Wrong?

Nah, not another rambling post, no worries.

Was planning for a mega dance fiesta at MP with sweaty bodies hankering over each other. And hands all over the place feeling on all the obscene organs. 

Wait, hands ARE organs, right? :)

Then ended up spending the night online, chatting up Simon; blogging and such. Nah, just not the same when going alone without dragging him along. Least he can drive me home after the euphoric session of mutual admiration and ahem, physical matrimony?

And I wouldn't wanna get caught with alcohol in my breath and a flushing face with a bitchy smile etched.

Morning was spend watching I Am Number Four. Not a good movie, in fact was rather silly at times. Kinda hot guy, but the novelty ran out pretty fast. Not the drop dead gorgeous kind, but very forgettable face.

Then lunch at Delicious @ 1U; a favourite of mine since you can pig out on desserts if you're not fond of mains, or go for  the salads or burgers for a fake lighter meal. You'll know why once bearing witness to the portions served!

Somewhat coerced into a swimming session at FF Empire almost immediately after; and though more uncles than twinks/hunks (twunks?!) I'd say one of those twinks was hot. A perfectly toned and tanned 5'6" or so with beautiful pecs in a tight white trunks (square). Just not as well-endowed down there, but hey ... can be a GROWER right?

Pity he was with two chubby friends. Not that I'm against chubs, since I was one myself. But would have been better to swim towards him if he's not surrounded by guardians like that.

Tomorrow's gonna be another plan-less day. Blame it on the change of plans. Anyone wanna bump me at The Curve? Gonna have breakfast, cut hair and gym there. 

I think no chance for MP until April. Shucks. Still pining for that cute twink that night ...... :)

Nice Midweek Break

Always nice to catch up with friends over a nice meal, and then a cup of coffee.
Just simple things you need to get you going for the rest of the week.
Now that the halfway mark's gone, whatever will Thurs and Fri bring I wonder?

Kinda addicted to Pump now, with Combat on a periodic basis. But I wonder when to increase the weights to my maximum potential. Every 1kg added was like hell ... especially on those harder tracks.

Was doing the Back track for BodyPump; Fly On The Wings of Love or something (dunno which release, so don't ask), and was huffing and puffing at the 7 repetitions! Madness.

Let's hope tomorrow's gonna be a fruitful workout, so Friday can be spent back in my hometown.
At long last. :)

Would YOU Hold It Against Me?

Hold It Against Me -Britney Spears


Hey over there
Please forgive me
If I'm coming on too strong
Hate to stare
But you're winning
And they're playing my favorite song

So come here
'Little closer
Wanna whisper in your ear
Make it clear
Little question
Wanna know just how you feel

If I said my heart was beating loud
If we could escape the crowd somehow
If I said I want your body now
Would you hold it against me

Cause you feel like paradise
And I need a vacation tonight
So if I said I want your body now
Would you hold it against me

Hey you might think
That I'm crazy
But you know I'm just your type
I might be 'little hazy
But you just cannot deny

There's a spark inbetween us
When we're dancing on the floor
I want more
Wanna see it
So I'm asking you tonight

If I said my heart was beating loud
If we could escape the crowd somehow

If I said I want your body now
Would you hold it against me

Cause you feel like paradise
And I need a vacation tonight
So if I said I want your body now
Would you hold it against me

[Spoken]
If I said I want your body
Would you hold It against me?

(Yeah) (Uh huh) (Oh)

Gimme something good
Don't wanna wait I want It now (na-na-now)
Pop It like a hood
And show me how you work It out

(Alright)

If I said my heart was beating loud

If I said I want your body now
Would you hold it against me

If I said my heart was beating loud
If we could escape the crowd somehow
If I said I want your body now
Would you hold it against me

Cause you feel like paradise
And I need a vacation tonight
So if I said I want your body now
Would you hold it against me

* New tune from Britney, which would please someone I know. Please come back already. Need someone with patience like you.


* Sometimes I think I should just throw caution to the wind and just abuse my body like there's no tomorrow. I should just sleep around and be done with it.


* Now I'm really missing last week's MP experience. Let's go clubbing someday soon. VERY soon. I need 'kaki' and I don't mind if you're black, white, brown or blue. Just a body that I can groove with and cling onto.


*Would YOU hold it against me?

I'm In Chains

Last post was on a f*cking perfect Valentine's Day perhaps?

But sorry folks, had to burst the bubble. Tonight was a disaster in every imaginable way.

You're already 29 yrs old, and you're still a Momma's boy, I get that.

You're staying at home, and had to eat dinner while pretending that you haven't eaten with 'friends' outside. 

I can assume I get that, though half-heartedly.

It's Valentine's Day. To avoid many questions, you forcefully agreed to a rushed dinner with your loved one (though you would rather spent half an hour chatting at your workplace before going off, while I was already at home since hours ago waiting for you), then after the somewhat lacklustre meal, you rushed back, dropped me off and not even worthy of a proper goodbye.

Valentine's gift? Kiss? Or even the whole make out session? Candlelight dinner?

What was I thinking? This is even WORSE than our uni days, when at least the few hours spent at KFC/McDonald's were all soooo memorable and sweet. 

Yes, I am demanding. But there is just so much that I can take. Is it that hard for you to tell Mum that you'll be late because you had appointment with friends, a karaoke session or even a movie? Or try to maybe settle for a night's out at a friend's, instead of rushing home every single night; even after the wee hours of the morning (after a session at MP)?

Damn. This is f*cked up. And let's not get to the point where we start discussing about you actually moving out with me; or even the thought of you leaving home in peace. Maybe I set my expectations too high. But I have moved here for a good few months now. Aside from the rushed gym sessions and meals, we rarely even spent time together.

How many movies have we watched in KL since? One? Two?

Or the fact that you can't even go shopping with me on your off day, and I had to shop by myself, wondering what the heck was I thinking moving away from my comfort zone. To imagine the plans we had before both of us moved back to KL; how we would be looking at our future from another perspective, and the possibility of finaly moving in together.

Lies. Dreams. Empty promises. Shattered dreams. 

Good night, and I am sure there would be repercussions, but what have I got to lose? .....

A F*cking Perfect Valentine's Day, Perhaps?

F*cking Perfect - Pink 

Made a wrong turn, once or twice
Dug my way out, blood and fire
Bad decisions, that's alright
Welcome to my silly life
Mistreated, misplaced, misunderstood
Miss 'No way, it's all good', it didn't slow me down
Mistaken, always second guessing, underestimated
Look, I'm still around

Pretty pretty please, don't you ever ever feel
Like you're less than f*ckin' perfect
Pretty pretty please, if you ever ever feel like you're nothing
You're f*ckin' perfect to me!

You're so mean, when you talk about yourself, you were wrong
Change the voices in your head, make them like you instead
So complicated, look happy, you'll make it!
Filled with so much hatred...such a tired game
It's enough! I've done all I can think of
Chased down all my demons, I've seen you do the same

Oh, pretty pretty please, don't you ever ever feel
Like you're less than f*ckin' perfect
Pretty pretty please, if you ever ever feel like you're nothing

You're f*ckin' perfect to me

The whole world's scared so I swallow the fear
The only thing I should be drinking is an ice cold beer
So cool in line, and we try try try, but we try too hard and it's a waste of my time
Done looking for the critics, cause they're everywhere
They dont like my jeans, they don't get my hair
Exchange ourselves, and we do it all the time
Why do we do that? Why do I do that?

Why do I do that..?

Yeah, oh, oh baby, pretty baby..!
Pretty pretty please, don't you ever ever feel
Like you're less than f*ckin' perfect
Pretty pretty please, if you ever ever feel
Like you're nothing, you're fucking perfect to me
You're perfect, you're perfect!
Pretty pretty please, if you ever ever feel like you're nothing
You're f*ckin' perfect to me...


* One of the best tunes of the year so far, and definitely one of the better ones from Pink. This lady can do no wrong, after Raise Your Glass reached #1 in the US charts.
* Read the lyrics, watch the video and see how Pink has always been standing out for the underdogs, nerds, outcasts and losers in life.
* Makes you think bout our brotherhood in arms right? The rainbow warriors labelled as queers.


Have a F*cking Perfect Valentine's Day people! Me and Simon will probably slaving out at the gym before a simple dinner. I mean, how awkward can it get than two guys with lovey dovey eyes staring into each other's soul, over a Valentine feast?


Gimme McD, KFC or even Mamak fares tomorrow please! The celebration can wait, right? RIGHT?


* Am I kidding myself here?

Fireworks, Grindr Boys, Celebrations & The Flu

Tis the season to be merry, jolly, horny (?!) and chirpy. What's with all the RED ornaments, cheongsams, new pants, and even underpants in the mix. This would be the season when wearing tacky reds, pairing red X + red Y + red Z won't get you locked up by fashion police.

 And of course, the annual entourage of boys making their beeline back to their hometown is a sight to behold; mine being a small town usually not used to the immense traffic but all of a sudden, the influx of hunky, twinky and absolutely mouth watering delights (go download Grindr on your iPhone, and you'll see why) got a little too hot and heavy to bear .......

But celibacy at work here; don't get me wrong. HORNY BF I may be, but I'm horny for all the right reasons. Hehe ... if ever there was one. 

Sudden caught by the flu bug; and praying hard (as in really wishing and hoping for something, NOT praying while you're HARD down there) that this goes away in time for the feast tonight, and the ensuing celebrations in coming days. Can't bear the thought of having friends back from all over and yet I'm sick under the blanket at home.

And last but not least, since this year we don't hear the sound of firecrackers/fireworks that much; owing thanks to the ever stringent policies on NO dangerous fireworks but you can still 'rempit' on the roads ........ let's hear it for Katy Perry's brilliant rendition of the song; Firework.

Watch the video and get the message from within. Very true, at times when you're down and out.

Happy CNY Sexy People of the Rainbow Battalion .....

 FIREWORK - KATY PERRY

Do you ever feel like a plastic bag,
drifting through the wind
wanting to start again?
Do you ever feel, feel so paper thin
like a house of cards,
one blow from caving in?

Do you ever feel already buried deep?
6 feet under screams but no one seems to hear a thing
Do you know that there's still a chance for you
'Cause there's a spark in you

You just gotta ignite, the light, and let it shine
Just own the night like the 4th of July

'Cause baby you're a firework
Come on, show 'em what you're worth
Make 'em go "Oh, oh, oh"
As you shoot across the sky-y-y

Baby, you're a firework
Come on, let your colors burst
Make 'em go "Oh, oh, oh"
You're gonna leave 'em all in awe, awe, awe

You don't have to feel like a waste of space
You're original, cannot be replaced
If you only knew what the future holds
After a hurricane comes a rainbow

Maybe your reason why all the doors are closed
So you could open one that leads you to the perfect road
Like a lightning bolt, your heart will glow
And when it's time, you'll know

You just gotta ignite, the light, and let it shine
Just own the night like the 4th of July

'Cause baby you're a firework
Come on, show 'em what you're worth
Make 'em go "Oh, oh, oh"
As you shoot across the sky-y-y

Baby, you're a firework
Come on, let your colors burst
Make 'em go "Oh, Oh, Oh"
You're gonna leave 'em all in awe, awe, awe

Boom, boom, boom
Even brighter than the moon, moon, moon
It's always been inside of you, you, you
And now it's time to let it through-ough-ough

'Cause baby you're a firework
Come on, show 'em what you're worth
Make 'em go "Oh, Oh, Oh"
As you shoot across the sky-y-y

Baby, you're a firework
Come on, let your colors burst
Make 'em go "Oh, Oh, Oh"
You're gonna leave 'em all in awe, awe, awe

Boom, boom, boom
Even brighter than the moon, moon, moon
Boom, boom, boom
Even brighter than the moon, moon, moon

If I Die Young - The Band Perry

If I die young bury me in satin
Lay me down on a bed of roses
Sink me in the river at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song
oh oh oh oh

Lord make me a rainbow, I’ll shine down on my mother
She'll know I’m safe with you when she stands under my colors, oh and
Life ain't always what you think it ought to be, no
ain't even grey, but she buries her baby

The sharp knife of a short life, well
I’ve had just enough time

If I die young bury me in satin
Lay me down on a bed of roses
Sink me in the river at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song

The sharp knife of a short life, well
I’ve had just enough time

And I’ll be wearing white when I come into your kingdom
I’m as green as the ring on my little cold finger
I’ve never known the lovin' of a man
But it sure felt nice when he was holding my hand
There’s a boy here in town says he’ll love me forever
Who would have thought forever could be severed by

The sharp knife of a short life, well
I’ve had just enough time

So put on your best boys and I’ll wear my pearls
What I never did is done

A penny for my thoughts, oh no I’ll sell them for a dollar
They're worth so much more after I’m a goner
Find More lyrics at www.sweetslyrics.com
And maybe then you’ll hear the words I been singin’
Funny when you're dead how people start listenin’

If I die young bury me in satin
Lay me down on a bed of roses
Sink me in the river at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song
oh oh


The ballad of a dove
Go with peace and love
Gather up your tears, keep ‘em in your pocket
Save them for a time when your really gonna need 'em oh

The sharp knife of a short life, well
I’ve had just enough time

So put on your best boys and I’ll wear my pearls

* A beautiful ballad, from this country group from US. Very touching and very morbid somehow, talking about death and the hauntingly true line - "Funny when you're dead how people start listenin’ ..."

* I am sorry. This was never meant to be. I still love you, and I hope we can overcome this together.

Repentful. Not.

7 days now. And if you are not going to reflect on what you have done, then don't bother.
Seriously.

A Month to Go before the Big V

Valentine's over-rated?

I had high hopes, of finally being able to celebrate this joyous and warm occasion with my loved one.

No doubt after the 7th Valentine's Day together, things got a little mundane. And routine, almost.

To the extent of being unimportant sometimes. Much like our everyday life. And how the tragedies recycle themselves; like Mother Nature's bestowing her wrath upon her minions.

And the Cupid has long abandoned this poor couple that has been together for almost a decade now.

"Nobody said it was easy,
It's such a shame for us to part.
Nobody said it was easy,
No one ever said it would be this hard ..."

(The Scientist by Coldplay)

Okay. Breathe In. Exhale.

Did Pump and Jam. Damn I'm off the mark. Years of being stagnant and immobile granted me with hardened limbs (all four of them, NOT five okay ....) and lesser flexibility.

Somebody need to whip me back into shape.

Oh, seeking for a good gym buddy. So that we can push each other (or maybe just push me lah ....) along, rather than being there on my own initiative, motivation and passion.

Everyone knows PASSION runs out of steam damn quick.

An Acerbic Touch

First official weekend of the year. The previous one does not count since Saturday was the first. And it's holiday for all anyway.

How has the new year been treating you? For me, life's so far so good. KL's supposed to be the life of the party, the city that does not sleep, and perfect as a foil for rainbow warriors like us. (read : PLU).

But then again, sometimes life ain't so rosy. When work takes precedence, plans got spoiled and over-ruled. Dates go wrong. Even celebrations downgraded to mere nothings.

It's a hard knock's life indeed. Can't believe I actually long for the days when we stayed apart; long distance relationship if you will. At least we spend more quality time than now; ever rushing to go home and answer to the parents.

I am trying, my dear. I really am.

Best Song of 2010 - Fallling Slowly by Glen Hansard/Marketa Irglova

I don't know you
But I want you
All the more for that
Words fall through me
And always fool me
And I can't react
And games that never amount
To more than they're meant
Will play themselves out

Take this sinking boat and point it home
We've still got time
Raise your hopeful voice you have a choice
You'll made it now

Falling slowly, eyes that know me
And I can't go back
Moods that take me and erase me
And I'm painted black
You have suffered enough
And warred with yourself
It's time that you won

Take this sinking boat and point it home
We've still got time
Raise your hopeful voice you had a choice
You've made it now
Falling slowly sing your melody
I'll sing it loud

*2010 has been a year of ups and downs (more ups than downs though, thankfully). And it was a year when we made a few life changing decisions, including the very recent decision to go back to where we should belong. I tend not to make resolutions though, since they were routinely broken before the first quarter of each year.

Typical ones like not arguing over trivial matters, saving up for rainy days, eating lesser and trying to keep fit, and in return cultivating a healthy and loving relationship.

Okay, maybe somewhere along the line, one of those managed to remain fulfilled, but I ain't keeping my fingers crossed for this year ....

Anyway, this tune has been one of my personal favourites last year; sung by Kris Allen on American Idol once (damn he's cute, but sadly married!), then last year a duet by the eventual winner Lee De Wyze and Crystal Bowersox. Very very poignant song, originally from the 2009 movie titled Once, and sung by a couple of unknowns.

Give it a go. No official video though, but you can find caps from the film lulled by the amazing track from Youtube, but I could not embed the video here. Only this one from David Letterman's show.

Enjoy. And Spread some Lurve okay?