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Passion's Signature

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Passion's Signature Swiped from Furryscaly . 咖喱鸡 = Curry chicken ( noun ) 种草莓 = To plant strawberries ( verb ) When we first started out, I was quite blind with passion when in bed with KH. Maklumlah , newbie. In my heat, I gave KH a lovebite on his neck. He had a tough time hiding that from his mother and colleagues. And so, from that day on, we made a pact not to mark each other in bed. However, KH recently broke his promise and gave me lovebites during the Jogja trip! And it was already near the end of our trip. One above my navel and the other above my right nipple! I was mortified! ( sorry, no pics! ) So for the first few days I was back, I was very careful not to run around topless. Soon enough, the marks faded... but the memory stays. Hehe. I will have my revenge!

LRT Celebrities: Faux Fufu & PDA Pete

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Hello everybody! I'm back with another episode of "LRT Celebrities" . If you followed my FB status some time back, you would remember that I mentioned about some cute French students on the STAR LRT. Was quite disappointed that I could not spy cam the cutest of 'em all, but quicker than you could say "Parlez-vous français?", I was able to "record" the boy nearest to me. As you can see, he's of Asian descent and in my opinion bears some resemblence to Fufu!! Well, Faux Fufu doesn't look too bad actually, just take I captured him with a scowl on his face. Perhaps he was pissed with PDA Pete nearby. You see, PDA Pete walked into the train with PDA Patty in tow. Not smartphone type of PDA, but lai-lai, cheh-cheh type of PDA. Touchy-touchy. Manja-manja . Giggle-giggle. Yehhhh-yehhhhhhh . Pull-pull here. Pull-pull there. The type of scene where you would not hesistate to poke your eyes out with a giant fork ala Kassim Selamat. Annoying. For so

Isn't It Ironic?

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At the end of our Jogjakarta trip, basking in afterglow our lovemaking, KH turned to me and said, "Baby, this is the longest that we had spent with each other. And I loved every second of it." Ironically, those words made my heart leap with joy and bend over with sadness at the same time. On one had, it is of course wonderful to have one's boyfriend declare his pleasure at having you by his side. And on the other, it means that spending six consecutive days together is considered a big deal in our LDR. But I guess that whatever it is, I should be grateful for what we have and work towards a mutual goal. Although we are far apart, in our hearts, we are nearer than ever. A totally random thought-- suddenly I remember what Jas told me at Japanese Dining Sun the other day... "Oh, KH got that ring for you. You know what? You should get it engraved. His name on your ring. And your name on his." Perhaps I should do that... Where I can get it done?

Post-YY: Paper Tiger

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Crabs! Swiped from williamnyk . Our flight back to Singapore was quite early in the morning, so we checked out before 6:00am. The hotel had prepared breakfast boxes for us to eat in the van-- two pieces of bread, jam, butter, hard boiled egg, cheese and a banana. I sliced up the egg, put it on buttered bread and ate it with the cheese. Not a bad combination. Waiting at the Adisucipto airport was boring. The line took ages to clear because just in front of us, a "holiday facilitator" was helping his clients ( more than 10 of 'em ) to check-in! Those rich people really have it good. They think that they don't even need to show their faces at the check-in counter. Some don't even know the meaning of queueing! And the best thing about the check-in counter was the faulty scale. A bag of golf clubs only registered 4kg! The "real weight" had to be "worked out" and hand-written on the baggage tags. :S. The flight back was quite uneventful. For

YY V: Massage & Ballet

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Duta Garden II Swiped from williamnyk . On our last day in Jogjakarta, it was considered "free and easy day". We had breakfast as usual, but after that I roamed around with my camera. Bumped into the manager again, and he brought me to the new wing of the hotel that's still under construction. Another twelve villas were being constructed opposite the road. Garden concept, with slightly more floor space. At 11:00am, the masseur that we had booked the night before arrived. She started on POD first before working on KH. It was fun seeing him squirm and shout under her ministrations. The masseur was amused seeing that POD on the other hand managed to sleep through it. Traditional Javanese massage seems quite standard, with some minor variations. While she massaged, I observed and chatted with the masseur. According to POD and KH, her skill was good and her hands were strong. We weren't keen on stopping at Malioboro St. . It looked no different from Jalan Petaling or

YY IV: Two Castles and A Volcano

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Kraton II Swiped from williamnyk . Breakfast at Duta Garden was nothing special. But still, we were the guests who spent the longest time there. Wakakaka. POD was happily shovelling their bakmi goreng while Nic LOVED their over-sized bananas. No surprises there. Our first stop was at the Kraton Ngayogyakarta Hadiningrat -- the palace of the Jogjakarta royal family. Ten successive kings had lived there. The current ruler is Sri Sultan Hamengkubuwana X who ascended the throne in 1998. Coincidentally, he is also the Governor by default. Having arrived at the palace a bit too early, we were waylaid for a short time to a nearby batik factory. Seems hard to escape the sharks . The artist was a wild-eyed guy who did interesting batik paintings of dancing magic mushrooms and other weird themes. Beautiful stuff, but also very expensive. As usual, we were given the usual expalanations on the production process. Was surprised to hear that the beeswax they use is imported from the Netherland

Phone Numbers

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Phone Numbers Swiped from Boris van Hoytema . A little breather from my Jogjakarta posts in case you guys are overdosing on it. Takes ages for me to write and I'm sure ages for you to read ( unless you're shrewd enough to skim ). Glanced through my blog stats when I came across this keyword: looking gay sex with contact number in puchong and kuchai lama area Anyone care to give the poor fella a helping hand, or mouth or *dot dot dot*? But anyway, I can't believe that my blog actually appeared as one of the search results! Pening !