just last night

He grabbed me by the shirt and I tumble onto the silk quilt on his bed.

I undid the buttons on my shirt rather clumsily.

... and he was already down there, unzipping me with his...

*****

I can't really recall the whole act but just how sweaty we were, hot in action. It seemed like a daze.

And rather quickly, I was buttoning up.

He asked, "Stay. Stay the night with me."

I turned away and answered, "I can't. I need to get back to work."

"Please stay", and he grabbed me around the waist.

"Sorry. I really need to go. I will call you." I said, but something deep down tells me what I meant was totally different.

As I walked out of his street, I looked up at the Singapore skyline at night.

The moon was hiding behind a bunch of cotton candy clouds. All its impurities veiled away.

Hmm, sounds a lot like me. I am the golden boy in the eyes of the world. But deep down, I am far from what I portray. That is why I never really open up to anybody.

Lest they see the scar he left in me.

*****

I am having the time of my life. Things are all in place.

And I never told any of them I meant anything serious.

So I don't fucking care.

hello blog

honestly i am not exactly sure why or how i came up with the idea of starting this online journal/blog.

now i am in a friend's living room. 3 of us with our laptops. in the same vicinity. 15 minutes to 2.00 a.m. in summertime june. but not verbally expressing ourselves but we are talking on msn. is this where technology has brought us to?

particularly here in the UK, where everything's abundant (except good food! *coughs*)... somehow i feel the high def development has been some form of a handicap.

strange. that's me.

ah yes, HELLO BLOG! i am here now.

i guess it is time to document happenings in my life as they occur. as they have proven to be particularly eventful lately. who knows?

something tells me there's more to come.