will i am's delayed diary

Cheap Eats , swiped from williamnyk on Flickr. For months I had not step foot in the OUG wet market. Suddenly had to make a trip there on Saturday morning cause mum wanted to buy some chickens and vegetables. Quite an express trip because I told my mum that KH invited me over for sex at 10:30am. LOL. Even had time to spare to eat breakfast at Restoran Hoi Sum . Can you imagine that the place still serves up a MYR3.50 bowl of pork noodles? No mistaking cause the waiter gave a change of MYR6.50 for the red note I gave him. By the time I reached KH's condo ( braved the Saturday jam, a JPJ roadblock and a police roadblock ), his parents had already left the building. His mum went out to perm her hair while his dad attended some kind of investment talk. KH immediately ushered me to his room we started furiously kissing. Quickly enough, my clothes were lying on the floor and his red Andrew Christian brief I dumped on his laptop. Rubbing, groping, sucking, hugging, grinding, shagging-- y

Romantic , swiped from CarbonNYC on Flickr. Every day, KH asks me the same question: "Hi dear, what time today?" Not what time to shag, back what time I will get off work. Depending on my workload, I will reply him, but it's usually around the same time. But he never gets tired of asking. At the agreed upon time, we will make our way to the rendezvous point. Sometimes I would wait for him, at other times he would be earlier. I would Instagram while waiting, while he normally reads Gay SG Confessions. But when we meet, the greeting is standard: "Hi baby!" When we board the LRT, there would usually be no seats available, so we stand near the door, telling each other about our respective day. Oft times, KH would update me about interesting GSC stories and I would tell him about the things that annoyed me that day. And throughout the week, he would be planning about what to eat for lunch on Friday and what movies to watch. Sometimes often , he would show

White & White , swiped from williamnyk on Flickr. The 28th of January marked the sexth sixth year that KH and I have been together. After so long, even some of the details has eluded me. Whenever we talk about it, it seems that I can remember some obscure details which he was not aware, while KH would fill in the other blanks. It's kinda cute and amusing. For your information, we did not celebrate the day staring into each other's eyes and having romantic candlelit dinners, but we actually had a threesome. Yup, there was an extra. Not a guy, but a girl. SK joined us for this important occasion, because truth be told, she plays a big part in our relationship. Always there to facilitate things, help us along, cover for us, the list goes on. In the morning, we headed to Jade Pot in OKR to have some dim sum . We actually arrived fifteen minutes before opening time, parked smack dab in front of the restaurant and watched the staff clean up. At 10:00am, we walked in and I t

Stairs to Relaxation , swiped from williamnyk on Flickr. First read about Nada Lama Jamu Spa and Bar in Twi's blog post . Was quite intrigued and was considering it for KH and I's sixth anniversary. Looked quite special and out of the way, a gem nestled inside Penchala. Did some research and what the heck, asked KH to make a booking. With Waze, we made our way there ( after a light breakfast at Abiram's ). Made some wrong turns, but the app guided us through some really weird village roads to the vicinity. Wasn't really sure which it was, but we saw a car turning up a hill ( marked as Penchala Hills ) near Subak, so we just took a gamble. True enough, we came to the right place. I immediately recognized the wooden house with stilts built leaning against the hill... and of course the cute little statue of sleeping elephant right at the stairs leading up to the lounge. Very serene. We were the first customers of the day. Even the cats were still half-asleep. The staf

It has been six years since you kissed me in my car bathed by the garish lights of a nearby kedai mamak ( romantik sial ). I'm glad I answered "Yes".  Happy Anniversary, KH.

Drawing Gears... , swiped from Heartlover1717 on Flickr. I'm definitely kinda stuck in LDR mode. Every time I meet KH, I seem to kinda blow my top. When I told this to QueerRanter, he was kinda shocked that I actually have a temper. Of course I do. Lurking behind my Cheshire Cat grin is a cauldron of boiling cum. Wakaka. Back to the issue of KH. For some reason, I get irked with KH for small, small reasons. Something he says. Something he does. All might push my buttons, spoiling the mood a bit. Think I'm being a bit unreasonable or impatient. Or I'm having unrealistic expectations. Although KH has the temperament of saint ( and I forget about things pretty quick ), I don't think I should test his limits. Gotta learn to a bit more tidak apa . Don't want trivial matters to become a big problem. "Tai si fah siew; Siew si fah mou!" In conclusion, I need to get my relationship gears lubricated and move into the next step!

Laundry Day , swiped from williamnyk on Flickr. On Sunday, I slept in and pulled myself out of bed to do some exercise routines. Doubt I would ever gain a sexy physique with that level of activity, but I gather it's better than nothing. For breakfast, I steamed leftover fish fillet and chicken. Gobbled it down with bread. Homey mode kicked in and I washed my sexy undies and ironed my work clothes after breakfast. Watched "Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix" while operating the steam iron. Finished two weeks worth of clothes. At 2:00pm, I went out to meet KH. He recommended that I eat Meng Kee 's char siew noodles. Supposedly the famous shop from Tingkat Tong Shin. When the noodles arrived, I thought they forgot the meat! Such a small portion nestled at the edge of the dry noodles. But it was quite good. Don't think it was the same shop I tried in 2006. I remember that shop was more expensive than MYR5.50 and it was distinctly burnt on the outside. I also

Free-Range , swiped from williamnyk on Flickr. Woke up early to send mum to her society HQ at Kuchai Lama. Mum would be away for the weekend attending a camp in Negeri Sembilan. Wohooo! Alone time with KH! Just for that three nights, she packed a backpack, a cabin luggage and another small bag for good measure. Are mothers always like that? After dropping mum off, swung over to pick KH up. Amazingly, my boyfriend had woken up at 6:30am to jog. When he got in the car, he was sleepy and tired. However, I had one more chore before I could fill his tummy-- had to send my Iswara Skyline to the mechanic. Long overdue for an oil change and the brake was acting up. Not responsive at times, scared the hell out of me when I tried to slow down approaching the roadside newspaper vendor. :S. We went to Restoran Kah Heong , Subang Jaya for some yummy kampung chicken. Not too impressed with their prawn dumpling hor fun the last time, I tried their curry noodles this time. The more watery variety w

Kiss-In — gay kiss action , swiped from William Hamon (aka Ewns) on Flickr. KH's been back in town for two weeks now and he just finished his first week at work. One would think that it's his honeymoon period as work, but seems that he's into the thick of things right from the start. He's been slowly adjusting ( in terms of working culture and scope of work ) and it seems that his new bosses have high expectations of him ( the higher the pay, the higher the responsibility ma ). Haha. My poor baby was drained after his first week. And his ex-colleagues were worrying that he might not be used to the slow pace of things in Kuala Lumpur. Since he works in the city centre, he can easily use public transportation to get to work. But still, he took refresher lessons so that he can get back behind the wheel ( I'm gonna get a driver soon! ). For now, we meet at KL Sentral after work. Having a coffee and teling each other about our day. And from there, SK would swing over f

KH's last day at work in Singapore. I'm sure he will miss it after more than six years there. But in those six years, I'm sure he has missed me too. :). A new chapter will begin soon...

me + you , swiped from williamnyk on Flickr. KH was in town for a couple of interviews. After his last interview, he took a cab to my workplace and we headed to Bangsar Shopping Center to paktor . Been ages since I was there. The Jason's Food Market there had the slight feel of Harrod's. More aimless wandering before we sat down at Coffee Bean and Tea Leaf ( of all places kan? ). Surprised that the place had a menu and service! Shared an ice-blended berry drink and a slice of chocolate fudge cake. Several tables away, a few tai-tai s were gossiping away. I asked KH when I can join them... :P. According to KH, both interviews went well. Just a matter of comparing the offers from both companies. The salaries would convert quite nicely from his current SGD pay cheque, but of course at a lower rate. Just spent a couple of hours together as we both needed to report home for dinner. The whole drive home, he shifted my gear and I shifted his. Definitely got our engines warmed up

food flowers , swiped from williamnyk on Flickr. Saturday marketing was the usual hop, shop and go. Even went to the smaller market at Jalan Hujan Emas 8 because mum's old neighbour wanted her to alter some clothes. Also bumped into another friend of her's: Moi: Hi Aunty. We saw you at Floria the other night. Aunty: Ooo... you guys also went. Such a good boy, always accompany your mum and bring her out to places. (turning to her friend) Aunty: Got any daughters to introduce to him ah? Moi: Hot gay sons perhaps? Had breakfast there as well. Noticed that the market-goers there were in an older age group. Old ladies bent over, shuffling and with walkers wasn't an uncommon sight. Guess since the market's smack dab in a residential area, non-mobile older people can just walk out and grab what they need instead of relying on their children. Overheard while tucking into my soup noodles: "Haiyah, if wait for my children to buy me breakfast ah... die already lo! Sleep u

stadium. , swiped from williamnyk on Flickr. Finished the second half of the POC on Wednesday. Couldn't care less about trying to get points for the items. Just told the truth and said that it was unsupported but customizable. There were also several boo-boos with the system, but I deftly hid the errors or in some cases just jual air liur . The audience was already sick of me and restless, so they let it pass. Wakaka. I was out of there by lunch time. Took the train down Bukit Jalil, collected my car and thought about lunch. Made a last minute decision to call KH: "Hi dear, you have one hour to accompany me for lunch?" His mum would just have to wait to have lunch with him. :P. Picked him up and we went to Star Cafe , Taman Desa. Ate there once with my colleagues during a farewell lunch. Was told that the chef was from The Colliseum. Finding parking was relatively easy, but digging for coins to pay the parking meter wasn't. I practically had to dig for coins under th

Paxton and John , swiped from themaleimagesf on Flickr. Many people have asked me when my LDR will end. Truth be told I have no definite answer, so I just arbitrarily tell them, "2012 kwa...". I can only repeat what KH told me ( but he insists that he did not say 2012! ). For the first five months of 2012, I never saw any indication of KH's relocation back to Malaysia. And I never said anything to exert pressure ( but KH begs to differ! ). Just a few 'innocent inquiries' here and there during our conversation. Hehe. But recently, things seem to have shifted into high gear. He had contacted a head hunter and started distributing his resume to potential employers. Even managed to go for two interviews in KL! He has also started moving some stuff back home ( knowing what a big hoarder he is, he would most probably need at least six trips ). So far, he has not received any offers. But when he does, it will be another three months to serve his notice. To my surprise,

The Milk Tea Craze , swiped from williamnyk on Flickr. KH recently came back to KL to attend a friend's wedding. Since Friday evening, we were unable to schedule a meet-up, though a short one. In the end, we met up on Monday. I had took leave to spend the day with him and celebrate his birthday. In all our years together, I don't think I had properly celebrated his birthday, so this was a good opportunity. Timing was good. Surprisingly, the traffic was excellent on Monday, so I arrived at KH's place at around 9:00am, much earlier than expected. Was supposed to bring him to Woo Pin at Taman Desa, but I forgot that it was their off day! Thank goodness I had plan B-- House of Ceggo . Shared their special bitter gourd pan mee. The soup base was very good and was wafting with the aroma of rice wine and ginger egg omelette. Loved it. After that, we went over to RT Bakery to buy some bread for SK. But I guess we were too early. Their bread was hot from the oven and couldn'

Love and Pride , swiped from williamnyk on Flickr. One night, I went over to KH's place as his parents were out gambling. Didn't skank all the way, but it was great pleasuring each other after a long hiatus. We enjoyed every bit of each other. Lapped each other up. With the orgasm still fresh in my mind, KH produced a pair of rings ( not cock rings! ) and still in a state of undress he knelt in front of me and slipped it over my finger. It was a pair of matching platinum-gold bands from "Love & Pride", a gay and lesbian jewelry specialty store ( trust him to go all the way ). Our third commitment to each other in our five years together ( meaning this is our third set of rings and I still wear all of them regularly ). Although I had been calling him my hubby long before this, this was a sweet gesture that I would not forgo. Baby, thanks for all the good times and thanks for sticking with me through the bad. I love you baby. Happy 5th Anniversary and Happy Vale

Cold Taro , swiped from williamnyk on Flickr. KH flew MAS back to KL on Thursday night but I only met him on Friday evening after getting off from work slightly earlier. None of my colleagues had any mood to work on that day. LOL. And my GM only let us go at 5:00pm. Meh. But anyway, it was great having KH in my arms again. We sat down at Hailam Kopitiam in Taman Desa. The interior tables were off-limits due to a private function, so we sat outside instead. A gay Myanmarese waiter fretted over us the whole time. :S. True to his style, KH came bearing many, many gifts! Firstly, he helped SK transport her 5kg statue of the Blessed Virgin Mary. It was very beautiful, a pure white marble statue. And for me, he bought lots of underwear! Lets just say that my quota for 2012 has been filled. He really knows the way to gay man's heart! I'm gonna be a bitch a jemur nyawa here by posting an inventory: JOBY GorillaPod Hybrid - an extremely useful tool for camwhoring. I immediately

Chinese traditional wedding , swiped from 小抖 ♬♫♪♩Kido on Flickr. Unlike SK, I rarely have super-vivid dreams. None of those Hollywood movie plots and IMAX theater effects. But the other day, I think I finally got a blockbuster playing during my REM sleep. Well, not an action movie, more of a romantic comedy? Something every little girl dreams of... getting married. I actually dreamt that I was goonna marry KH. Quite traditional really. The bride went to the groom's place. Not in a palanquin with a band of musicians, but actually a VIP bus with me, SK and one other wispy person inside. After arriving at KH's condo, I went up to his place. Upon arrival, the front door was open and all his relatives were standing around. The standard sam ku luk po . All of them were whispering to each other. Can't blame them, how often does one see a gay marriage in Malaysia? But perhaps it was also due to the fact that I was only dressed in a muscle T and a pair of shorts for my own weddi

Hot Soup , swiped from williamnyk on Flickr. Our day started with breakfast at Restoran Rishadh , our favourite neighbourhood mamak shop. KH got his roti telur bawang fix. A light breakfast before our spa appointment at Desa Sri Hartamas. He forwarded me the promotion on Groupon, so we went to give it a try. Took us a while to find the place because we forgot to bring the address and phone number and had to dig it out from the e-mails. When we finally arrived, we rang the doorbell but nobody answered. Wanting to use the loo, I went back downstairs to pinjam tandas at the mamak shop. On the ground floor, a Korean woman spoke to me in Korean, and I just went "Huh?!". Realizing that I'm not Korean ( not hard to figure out kan? Suneo is obviously Japanese ), she asked me where the toilet was. I beckoned her to follow me to the mamak shop. LOL. By the time I went back up, the PIC had returned. Turned out to be a middle-aged PRC woman who looked suspiciously like a mama-s