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. :)