The event start at 11am till 2pm. So almost half day gone juz like tat..
After lunch, I continue with my blog..So free..no single work..actually I still need to complete my process flow but I am too lazy...since friday is my last day with this company..
Pic just fresh from oven few mintunes ago..Kakakaka...Merdeka Eve & I got nothing to do at the office..took pic of myself...dam hell sien !
Waooo..the weather outside is very bad..going to rain soon...Rain rain go away ~ come again another day ~
Now is best time to sing Eason song - Jik Yeung Mo Haan Ho ~ wooo wooo...tin sik yi wong fan ~Boon seung hui pang oi..hui woon jui chaan laan yat sang ~seung bat do cheung man ~ daao loi gang wing hang seung gam ~ ~
every moment with you. I know you are the one that I have
been waiting for all my life. I promise I will never
ever make you cry.”
I was going through this blog & found this is very
Relationship between author, Fanny (young & sweet lover)
& Crystal (4 yr live-in GF). Story begin when the
author meet Fanny, everything seem perfect,
sexy, sweet honeymoon
period plus Fanny is a virgin...
Moving closer to her, I began stroking her black silky hair.
Than I proceed to nibble on her ears lobe. Shortly after, my
hands were under her clothes. She didnt seem to mind my
advances. It wasnt long that she was totally naked in front of
me. I knew she was a virgin so on previous dates
I had ‘prepared’ her by light petting. However,
this is the first time I saw the real her.
Sweet young thing, beautiful smooth complexion, wow!
By now, I had worked up her desire........
After few dating,
"She was becoming more experienced and was no longer
a passive partner in bed. She was bold and exciting. I knew
I was dead! I was totally under her charm. I love great sex,
especially with a participating partner. I felt almighty,
I felt like the Sex God! Shagging her was all that
I thought of all day. My ego was on an all time high!"
But hey, honeymoon period soon over, my dear !
My bank account went from 5 digits to 4 digits. At the rate
I was spending, it wouldnt last me more than 3 months.
I had totally devoted my time to Fanny, and neglected my work.
I needed to cut my expenses. ......... Once our honeymoon
period was over, she became a very demanding girlfriend.
I had to be there when she needed me, but never vice versa.
I had to tell her a joke everytime she felt sad. Frequent
expensive gifts were a must, she loved the latest
(See..see.....typical princess, high maintainance & demanding...ceh ceh)
But I had no problems meeting her demands, I
treasured her a nd my life revolved around her.
Somehow, I had a feeling it
wouldnt last long. ....... (betul betul...said the right words)
For the rest of the day, she remained uncontactable.
I felt like a ship trapped in the perfect storm
without any navigation
equipment. I forgot to eat, drink and sleep. I only wanted
answers, I needed to contact her.
“Fanny, please return my call.”
“I know you treated me very well but I dont have that same
feeling anymore. I dont know why. Let us
cool down for a while. Maybe we can be together
again at a later time.”
“When you are ready to accept me as a friend, call me.”After several requests, we finally met after 2 days.
I was overjoyed to see her. She wanted to have dinner at
Pasta Mania so I drove her to Parkway Parade. On the way
from the car park to the restaurant, I tried to hold her hands.
She looked at me and asked
In order not to spoil the evening, I tried to act normally.
However, I missed the closeness we once had together,
I missed holding her hands.
The evening had come to a close, I was on the way sending her
home. When I almost reached her place, she said she
didnt want to go home so early. She suggested going
up to my apartment for a while. Of course, I was very happy.
I could spend more time with her.
I didnt know what happend, but we ended up in bed.
On the way home, I asked her:
“I thought we are just friends?”
“Yes we are.”
“But just now?”
“If I didnt do it with you, I would have looked for other guys.
Which do you prefer?”
I was speechless. But who cares? I felt like the good old days again.
It was a strange arrangement. Outside the bedroom,
I was just a friend. I felt like I was just a tool to satisfy
her urges, but I just couldnt let go. How could I when
she was my everything
for the past 8 months. My life revolved around her and
I had almost lost all my friends.
I was suffering from depression. The pain in my heart
was very intense, I had that same recurring nightmare again.
One night, I decided to end it all. I swallowed 30 panadols
with a bottle of liquor. While waiting for death to pick me,
I called Crystal to apologise. I understood the pain
I brought to her. An hour later, maybe two,
I felt an acute pain in my stomach. I thought it was time.
For full story, go to
Wat a boring day..no much work to do since 3 more working days .. yes..i am leaving the company for a better opportunity, a better future..konon la..Been worked permanent here for about 2 yrs..not included temp yet..Not much improvement, no promotion, not much salary increment..but workload..right now quite okie if compare last year..work like dog..especially when it come to peak period & deadlines !! fuhlamak..Work place is selfish & stressful but at least I got my own gal gang..can chat, laugh, bising bising, msn la, mp3 la,breakfast time, teatime, astro la, etc
This is my current cubicle..
Merdeka holiday coming soon..no where to go....merdeka eve...no where to go...Ikano ?? Just thinking whether wanna go or not..It will be a crowded & jam every where...should I go home watch tv or goin out for street party.....sien sei yan arrr........
Every feel when you back home, you just need someone close, someone you love waiting for you. "daring I am home ! " & the answer "Yes, honey"..juz feel warm..
Friday nite went to MyKtv at MidValley with my frens..We sang from 7.30 to 12 midnite..yeah..supposely start from 7pm..but coz of rain & jam...sudah rugi 30mins !! Dinner buffet + K'oke = RM38 per head.. price reasonable..but very little choice of food... =.="
We sang all nite..took many pic with the help of the waiter..pss...ladies...all worker are male !! We took pic with weird & stupid pose till the waiter ask " Nei tei mm mai local yan arr ?" ( You guys not local ppl ??) wakakaka...adoi..this is trend la...kor kor jai..
After K'oke..when yumchar at Puchong before go home..drink till 1.30am...still early..but need to go home liao..
Reach home, call my darling to open the door..Instead said "Darling, I am home !" I said "bu hao yi shi" (sorry) awake u up...." Feel very warm & sweet.. Muakss
Yesterday, woke up at 10.30am..sleep like pig...we went to have lunch & then head to Sunway Piramid.Bought a new pair of working heels, skirt & a new pair of glasses...pk already..but..i didnt get my heels yet..
And one more thing..I won't forget my another sweetie GGL...oOOo..GGL...A very nice, friendly, big & funny one...
~Muakss..to my darling RT & sweetie ~
Miss Sarah DiMuro is on a quest to lose her virginity before her
The Catholic-raised Rhode Island native explained:
'Recently, I just became startlingly aware of the fact that I'm about to turn 30.
'Some people buy a new car. Some people get their hair cut differently.
'Me, I haven't done so much with my life in terms of social
stuff. So this is my adventure - with a kind of scientific method.'
She'll be 30 on 7 Nov. So, with time ticking, she decided to enlist
the help of Jane magazine to meet the deadline, reported The New York Daily Mail.
Miss DiMuro, who says her first kiss with a boy didn't happen
till she was 23, has signed a legal document attesting to her chastity.
She's even game for a medical exam to verify her claim.
She said: 'I am a girl who is not particularly religious nor prudish
or shy, but I was a complete and utter dork growing up.
'I had braces, teenage acne, and experienced social shyness and,
as a result, attended only all-women's educational institutions.
'I have wonderful parents and come from a great background,
but just never really got a chance to, well, 'do it'.
'I never thought I'd be approaching my 30th birthday as a
virgin who hasn't found a meaningful connection, but here I am.'
Predictably, her unusual quest has proved a PR bonanza for
both herself and the women's mag - which will publish her
blog about her blind dates and her progress, if any, from first
base to home plate.
Check out the contenders, hear her story and r
ead her dating blog on www.janemag.com/virgin
So what has driven 29-year-old Sarah DiMuro to
get a magazine to help 'sell' her virginity?
Ni Na Me Ai Ta
主唱Sang by: Sam Lee (李圣杰) & Kevin Lin (林隆璇)
zhi dao ai xiao shi ni cai dong de
qu zhen xi shen bian mei ge mei hao feng jing
zhi shi ta zao yi li qu
zhi dao ni xiang tong ta zao yi jing
bu zai dui ni liu lian
zui hou de ni
kai shi le yi duan zheng zha
ni na me ai ta
wei shen me bu ba ta liu xia
wei shen me bu shuo xin li hua
ni shen ai ta
zhe shi mei ge ren dou zhi dao a
ni na me ai ta
shi bu shi ni you shen ai de liang ge ta
shi bu shi ni you shen ai de liang ge ta
Ngor yau ngak lik
Nei yau ngak lik
Yan yan tou yau ngak lik
Yau ngoi jau mou ngak lik
Jou ngoi gang gar mou ngak lik
Jung gam kwai sei tai lik
Yau sam yau lik
Jou ngoi jou tou keok mou lik
Advert break ..tut... Viagra 4 tablet -RM150 (gurantee can 'fong pao' 5 shot & above)
p/s** =.= I never try before
Everyday heard the song from Yun Ngan Tin See (软硬天师).Brand new one - 拍膊头(PAK POK TAO). Yday nite around 11pm was driving on KL-Seremban highway on the way back to home..this song was play on radio...so i come out with this rubish. Jar lan tou leh..wahahahaha
Well, man & women all are in need. In fact, one thing that you could not change is
men are "hamsup". I do agree some are not which only 1 out of 10.
Do your bf or male frens look at gal which have big boob,
sexy & pretty ? Do they watch porn? Yes, they do. Do you like that?
Yes/No? Most ppl will watch togather & end up both naked.
For me, doesn't matter as men are born like tat. We need to
accept the fact that men like to watch porn.
As time goes by, not only male in need.Modern female as well &
this is why the Gigolo business go so well nowdays.
Read the lastest news.Bangla gigolo..adoi..she could get
They could stastify lonely rich women by using their good
looking features, body & sex skills..skills? wat skills
they need to have in order to statify women..
1) Good looking
2) Solid well build body
3) Good massager
4) Good kisser/Deep French Kissing
5) Dick Sucking Lips
6) Full Body Sensual Massage
6) oral sex to orgasm
7) DATY - Dining at the Y
8) Full Service Intercourse
Make sure she moan like dead mother..beh tahan till she blow..Then u r the one eligible gigolo..
Here for your preview...Wanted saloon by all males..
For security purpose, I only post 1 link.For full version, u may get from the site.
As I saw this, I remember in Puchong there is a saloon by the name Porn Salon..wicky name huh...
and everything took a turn for the better.
Your warm eyes, your laugh,
the sincere way you speak,
and the kindness you showed me,
all became a part of my life.
As you unfolded yourself to me,
I discovered more and more beauty.
I have never seen so muchgentleness in one person.
Without even knowing it,
you were slowly making a placefor yourself in my heart.
It used to seem so hard at timesto feel so close
in a relationship.
But it’s so easy to feel close to you.
I can’t tell you how nice that feels.
I realize now that I had never known
what it meant to be loved
until I was loved by you.
On my wedding day, I carried my wife in my arms. The bridal car stoppedin front of our one-room flat. My buddies insisted that I carry her outof the car in my arms. So I carried her into our home. She was thenplump and shy. I was a strong and happy bridegroom.This was the scene of ten years ago. The following days were as simpleas a cup of pure water: we had a kid; I went into business and triedto make more money. When the assets were steadily increasing, theaffections between us seemed to ebb. She was a civil servant. Everymorning we left home together and got home almost at the same time.Our kid was studying in a boarding school.Our marriage life seemed to be enviably happy. But the calm life wasmore likely to be affected by unpredictable changes.Dew came into my life.It was a sunny day. I stood on a spacious balcony. Dew hugged me frombehind. My heart once again was immersed in her stream of love.
Thiswasthe apartment I bought for her.Dew said, "You are the kind of man who best draws girls' eyeballs."Her words suddenly reminded me of my wife. When we just married, mywife said, "Men like you, once successful, will be very attractive togirls."Thinking of this, I became somewhat hesitant. I knew I had betrayed mywife. But I couldn't help doing so.I moved Dew's hands aside and said," You go to select some furniture,O.K.? I've got something to do in the company." Obviously she wasunhappy, because I had promised her to go and see with her. At themoment, the ideaof divorce became clearer in my mind although it used to be somethingimpossible to me.However, I found it rather difficult to tell my wife about it. Nomatter how mildly I mentioned it to her, she would be deeply hurt.
Honestly, she was a good wife. Every evening she was busy preparing dinner. I was sitting in front of the TV. The dinner was ready soon.Then we watched TV together. Or, I would lounge before the computer,visualizing Dew's body. This was the means of my entertainment.
One day I said to her in a slight joking way, "Suppose we divorce,what will you do?" She stared at me for a few seconds without a word.Apparently she believed that 'divorce' was something too far away fromher. I couldn't imagine how she would react once she got to know I wasserious.When my wife went to my office, Dew had just stepped out. Almost allthestaff looked at my wife with a sympathetic eye and tried to hidesomethingwhile talking with her. She seemed to have got some hint. She gentlysmiled at my subordinates. But I read some hurt in her eyes.Once again, Dew said to me, "He Ning, divorce her, O.K.? Then we livetogether." I nodded. I knew I could not hesitate any more.When my wife served the last dish, I held her hand. "I've gotsomething to tell you," I said.She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.
Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her knowwhat I was thinking. "I want to divorce." I raised a serious topiccalmly.She didn't seem to be much annoyed by my words, instead she asked mesoftly, "why?". "I'm serious." I avoided her question.
This so-calledanswer turned her angry.She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, "you are not a man!".At that night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knewshewanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I couldhardly give her a satisfactory answer, because my heart had gone toDew.With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which statedthat she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company.She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. I felt a pain in myheart. The woman who had been living ten years with me would become astranger one day. But I could not take back what I had said.
Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expectedto see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea ofdivorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmerand clearer.A late night, I came back home after entertaining my clients. I sawher writing something at the table. I fell asleep fast. When I wokeup, I found she was still there. I turned over and was asleep again.She brought up her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything fromme, but I was supposed to give her one month's time before divorce,and in the month's time we must live our life as normal as possible
.Her reason was simple: our son would finish his summer vacation a monthlater and she didn't want him to see that our marriage was broken.She passed me the agreement she drafted, and then asked me, "He Ning,doyou still remember how I entered our bridal room on the wedding day?"Thisquestion suddenly brought back all those wonderful memories to me. Inodded and said, "I remember". "You carried me in your arms", shecontinued, "so, I have a requirement, that is, you carry me out inyour arms on the day when we divorce. From now to the end of thismonth, you must carry me out from the bedroom to the door everymorning." I accepted with a smile.
I knew she missed those sweet daysand wished to end her marriage with a romantic form.I told Dew about my wife's divorce conditions. She laughed loudly andthought it was absurd. "No matter what tricks she does, she has toface the result of divorce," she said scornfully. Her words more orless made me feel uncomfortable.My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intentionwas explicitly expressed. We even treated each other as a stranger. Sowhen I carried her out for the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Ourson clapped behind us, "daddy is holding mummy in his arms." His wordsbrought me a sense of pain.
From the bedroom to the sitting room, thento the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closedher eyes and said softly, "Let us start from today, don't tell ourson." I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside thedoor. She went to wait for the bus, I drove to office.On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on mychest. We were so close that I could smell the Fragrance of herblouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this intimate womancarefully for a long time. I found she was not young any more. Therewere some fine wrinkles on her face.
On the third day, she whispered to me, "The outside garden is beingdemolished. Be careful when you pass there."On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I seemed to feel that we werestill an intimate couple and I was holding my sweetheart in my arms.The visualization of Dew became more vague.On the fifth and sixth day, she kept reminding me something, such as,where she put the ironed shirts, I should be careful while cooking,etc.I nodded. The sense of intimacy was even stronger.I didn't tell Dew about this. I felt it was easier to carry her.Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger. I said to her, "Itseems not difficult to carry you now."She was picking her dresses. I was waiting to carry her out. She triedquite a few but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, "Allmy dresses have grown fatter." I smiled. But I suddenly realized thatit was because she was thinner that I could carry her more easily, notbecause I was stronger. I knew she had buried all the bitterness inher heart.Again, I felt a sense of pain. Subconsciously I reached out a hand totouch her head.Our son came in at the moment. "Dad, it's time to carry mum out," hesaid.To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had been anessential part of his life. She gestured our son to come closer andhugged him tightly.
I turned my face because I was afraid I wouldchange my mind at the last minute. I held her in my arms, walking fromthe bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her handsurrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly, asif we came back to our wedding day.But her much lighter weight made me sad.On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move astep. Our son had gone to school. She said, "Actually, I hoped youwill hold me in your arms until we are old."I held her tightly and said, "Both you and I didn't notice that ourlife lacked of such intimacy."I jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraidany delay would make me change my decision. I walked upstairs. Dewopened the door. I said to her, "Sorry Dew, I won't divorce. I'mserious."She looked at me, astonished. The she touched my forehead. "You got nofever." She said. I moved her hand off my head."Sorry, Dew," I said, "I can only say sorry to you, I won't divorce.
My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't valuethe details of life, not because we didn't love each other any more.Now I understand that since I carried her into the home, she gavebirth to our child, I am supposed to hold her until I am old.
So Ihave to say sorry to you."Dew seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and thenslammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and droveto the office.When I passed the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet for mywife which was her favorite. The salesgirl asked me to write thegreeting words on the card.I smiled and wrote, "I'll carry you out every morning until we areold."
PM: Those who spread untruths on the Net will be detained (p/s : all things on my blog were true-segalanya adalah benar)
By IAN MCINTYRE
KUALA TERENGGANU: The Prime Minister has issued a warning – those who spread untruths and slander on the Internet will face the law.
If information in blogs, websites and online portals were incorrect, bordered on slander, caused disturbance or compelled the public to lose faith in the nation’s economic policies, their authors would be detained for investigation, said Datuk Seri Abdullah Ahmad Badawi.
"We cannot allow such matters to flow through uncontrolled," he told newsmen after attending a briefing on the proposed Islamic Civilisation Park in Pulau Wan Man here.
GOOD POTENTIAL : Abdullah measuring the size of a nipah fruit after opening a nipah sap collection and processing centre in Kelulut, Marang, Tuesday. --Bernamapic
"They say all kinds of things, make all kinds of dubious claims. We cannot allow them to abuse the freedom earned under the media. If left alone, they can say or pass on all kinds of things."
Abdullah also said that those who sent out such information via short message system (SMS) would also be held accountable.
"If they abuse the freedom – more than the present freedom given without any restriction – we cannot allow it," he declared.
"Where in the world is there such a freedom, where one can freely spread incorrect information and slander without having to own up to it?"
Asked if he was calling for a control mechanism, Abdullah said he would leave it to the police to investigate first.
It was reported recently that the Internal Security Ministry was investigating several online sites following a string of misreporting that caused tension and confusion among Internet users.
Jeng Jeng jeng...finally our yearly Family Day arrive. Organized by my company, CVG. Venue - Eagle Ranch Port Dickson. Not really a nice place but we still enjoy. Staff and family are joined togather on that day and diving into 4 groups. Yes..we are the GREEN team ...go go go ..we are in 3rd place and we got prize..which is so so only...BOSSINI t-shirt...L size somemore..I gave to my mum already..kakakaka
The best game is paint ball but juz a short & simple games..Do i get shoot ?? Yes..i got shot on my upper leg.. see the picture below...
The day was fun but is very tiring..on the way back..we all fall asleep....ZzZzzzzzZ ..
Finally attached below, is my boy boy...cute isn't he..His name is Tristian..cute, handsome but very notti boy...