Random Fact #02

Remember my little obsession with slightly heavier man, well, lets just say that wasn't the only hidden craving i have. I'm a sucker for straight guys or anyone that's the least gay in the room. Something about having extra testosterone is very comforting and nerve wrecking at the same time. And it would be an additional thrill if they're as fine as mr patrick wilson here. He just oozes sex appeal. Those chiseled jawline, washboard abs, those arms and that smile is enough to mess up my day, like totally! Which explains my new pre-new-year-resolution to lose all those baby fats (hihi) near the tummy, go for a detox plan and focus on all those crunches, push up and back stretch. And i'll probably have to strap on the abtronic more frequent than i'm allowed to. Its all for a better me. Besides, i'm heading off for a beach holiday end of the year, and i need to look super fine in my board shorts. How else would i get the guys, rite!

Random Fact #01

Not something i would normally like to share with others but i actually like my man to be a bit chubby. Something about having baby fat is just simply too good to resist. But not chubs la. Not that i have anything against them, in fact i find them rather nice to cuddle, but its just that they're not really my cup of tea.

Testosterone-filled Michael Bublé is a fine example of tasty baby fat delicacies thats YUMMY! both inside and out. Something about him is stirring up uncalled for emotion within me that i thought have long gone since jimmy fallon decided to get married with that bitch! If you must know, jimmy fallon was in my top ten must shag list like for the longest time ever. But that was long long time ago, about the same time victoria got her first set of boobies. But that's another story.

Anyway, back to mr bublé, i tell you i have instant wet dream just hearing him sing. And if you also must know, that song 'home' was sing for me la. He so the want me long time! But i say cannots kan. So he kept asking la to come home, let him come home...ishhh! So jiwang like malay rockers. Aww. Hidup Mat Rempits. Remps!

Just in case you have forgotten about him :-)

I want him! I want him! I don't care! Argh!!!

B O R I N G !

Its a busy busy time of the year for me. The frequent fly over to shanghai (ahem), the endless holiday trips (ahem again), and the shit loads of arse kissing slavery have kept my social calendar jam pack full for the past months. Adding on to the long list of must-do is the inevitable and definitely unpleasant event of shifting to a new place. Yup. I'm moving out of my apartment. And like the likes of the beckham family, me too have decided its high time to just fuck it all and move on. In my case, not very far off. Just down the road to the next neighbourhood. And may i add, shifting house is no fun. No fun at all!

Nevertheless, in between all this mayhem i did managed to scope out a potential eye candy. Only problem is, he's way younger than me. Way younger! I need a man, and not some boy with an ego problem bigger than an elephant arse. Is that so hard to ask? Hmm...

Yes, i'm still very much alive!

I've been away for a bit lately. Slaving on yet another job in shanghai. Trying to earn a living in this oh so cruel world. Nevertheless, i did had some fun while i was there. After all, it's me we're talking about here, the party queen from the faggotory department!

So, you must be wondering who's that guy from lot 332? Hihi. So there i was standing along the empty street at half pass eleven, wind blowing at my feet, hands in my pocket, contemplating on whether we should just fuck the world and head home instead. It was then the sliding door slides open and the sweet sound of solu music lure me further into lot 332. I'm royally hooked!

So who IS the guy from lot 332? Well, he works there. A masseur in training and professional rent boy in disguise. Yes, you should see the horror in our face as we walk back out onto the quiet street with the two guys tailing behind us! The plan was, we were suppose to have a decent massage, so upon entering lot 332, we were seated by the bar. The pimp came la and offer us a menu of boys to choose. It was like in a restaurant. So canggih! We got to pick and choose. Thinking it was maybe just an additional feature to the usual massage, i pick the cutest guy in the lot and was ready to go into one of the rooms behind the bar, when we realized the guys were taking their bag and heading towards the main door. Huh? Where were we going? I walked pass mr pimp and he casually explained that, 'You can take them home. Do what ever you want!' We were petrified! Huh? Wtf?

So, we took the boys home, back to the hotel. Mind you, we are not some horny bastard going for an orgasmic release, but we were simply not sure what else to do. We even planned to just drop them off at the roadside, pay them whatever money they were suppose to get and just dashed off. But that wouldn't be nice. So, in the end, bringing them back seems like the only other option.

Not one to do all this boy renting thing, i end up having the most expensive conversation ever in my life. Five hundred ren men bi for a fourty five minutes chat. How champion is that! The best part was when i told him it's getting late, i'm a bit tired, so maybe he could leave, he turned towards me and say 'Wouldn't you want a massage? I'm not good at it though, but i can give you a blow job!'

I send him home not long after that.

No!!!! Don't touch me! NEVER! Arghhhh...

Shanghai Affair

Oh god, i have sin (again!) It started off as an innocent suggestion to get a massage with a colleague, since i've been working my ass off for the pass few weeks. But later, after getting a number off the net and driving half way across shanghai town (did i forgot to mention that i'm in shanghai, again?), we were drop off at an awfully quite street. Lot number 332 stood in front of us, staring at us with an evil grin. And that's where i met him.

Do you think he's cute? But more importantly, who the hell is he? I'll tell you later :p

The naked truth

Ohkay, beside being at work most of the time, the only other reason why i haven't been posting much lately is because of this...

...will explain later, need to dash off la. He's taking me out shopping :-)

Eye candy of the month!

I think he's so adorable. So do-able! Many might know who this guy is cause he's kinda famous in the film industry here. He used to do lots of catwalk, then he move on to tv commercials, did a bit of singing in between and now venturing into movies. I used to have such a huge crush on him when i was in highschool. I absolutely think he's so so SO cute! I'll definitely do him anytime. Anytime. Just bring it on girlfriend!

Daydreaming as usual

You know you are the hottest thing in town when boys keep coming over to your office by the truck loads. That was what happen to me! Of course there is also the tinnie winnie little fact that they are here mainly for yet another casting appointment with miss fabulous, but nevertheless it was a cuci mata session for me and the girls at the office. One fine specimen come in the form of a 6-footer guy-next-doorish dude name Jonathan. I normally don't do no chinese, but he is something else. He's a living and breathing flaming lamborghini! Aww.

note to self : the only slack bit about him is that he's as straight as a pin. i don't even think he knows how to spell g a y. too bad, too sad. his lost, not mine.

Snapshots

We were casting (yet again) for another tv commercial shoot and guess who drop by, Chad Michael Murray himself! Okay maybe an asian version look-a-like of him, but nevertheless, i was like, frozen for a moment when he walks in. And typical, everything that have to go wrong went wrong at that time, the lights weren't functioning well, the camera was just as retarded as i am and i just forgot how to speak. I was talking elvish. Stuttering my way through the whole casting, it wasn't even funny. Don't you think he looks like him? A little bit? Tinnie winnie bitsy bit?