Fresh Breath of Life

yes, it is 5.30AM in the morning when i started writing this post and i just saw a new person in my life who tortured me endlessly by kissing and carressing but not having to do anything that would lead to an orgasm drive off in a kembara. i could smell the aroma of J’s scent, sweet and musky, and i have the feeling the sweet part was the smell of my shower gel.

J came over with the intention of catching up and watching Scrubs which i recently downloaded and bitch about the things that were going on in Scrubs. With a litre bottle of chivas in my room, i decided we should drink and chat while watching scrubs play on my monitor and the sounds like background music to both of us. ^^; it was getting pretty intense as our hands brushed each other’s and i knew what was going on in J’s mind. unfortunately J wasnt ready for a full blown thing (neither was J ready to have anything leading to a orgasmic climax) so we fooled around alittle and J went off since it was late.

let me start by saying, i’m not in a relationship. not anymore that is, after being dumped by I, and then getting calls from I who was playing mind games with me, i decided to cool things off between the both of us by saying i need to focus on bigger issues in life, like my exams which are creeping up on me really closely. I had a thing with mind games, making me feel malignant, insecure, etc etc. i cant really complain, after all we get a garden variety of bitches and bastards in life so who’s to stop me from dating one?

so there it is, the big S word which most women in their 40s dread, SINGLE. yes i am single. and no i’m not a woman (i know i’m gonna be bombarded by feminists who have a point of view but give me a break will ya? it’s 5 friggin 30). i have half a mind to actually jump on the next person who comes along but i wont. actually i was dreaming about another J who was sitting next to me in the lecture hall today and fantasizing, and yes i am allowed to fantasize earlier today since i havent been getting any for the past few weeks. ACG tapped me on the shoulder and requested for a tissue which shifted my thoughts onto ACG instead. heh heh heh, that’s right folks and barbies, people do fantasize about people they know.

anyways i think i’m starting to lose focus, as my eyes are crossing and everything seems to be leaning to the right. i need sleep, even for a few hours…hopefully i dont wake up too many times in my sleep. have i been posting stuff about sex and fantasizing? i dont know coz i’m too lazy to actually read anything i wrote and i would probably regret it in the morning…just like sleeping with E. laterz dudes and dudettes!

One Response to “Fresh Breath of Life”

  1. Adelyn Says:

    A few things:
    1) I love how you describe people in life as being ‘a garden variety of bitches and bastards’;

    2) I’m female and I don’t dread the word SINGLE;

    3) I’ll help you beat the crap outta someone if you really want me to. Life’s a little boring right now…

    4) If you take up my offer for 3), you’ll have to stand in front of me;

    5) Assholes will forever prevail in life. Most we can do is discover them all. The more we find, the less there are around for us to discover;
    :)

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