Thursday, June 29, 2006

P.C.

Yesterday, at 3am, it struck me how impolite I was. While I think it could be said the same of most of us, but I realized I dont smile that much. Well, to strangers that is. But I always felt that the world is full of friends and there aren't strangers but if the world is full of friends then wouldnt it not be a hassle to say hello or smile to one another even though you dont know his/her name or age or address or educational level or anything at all.

As such, I'm gonna embark on a personal coutesy campaign. I'm gonna make it a point to smile or greet a hundred people within ten days in July. I'm gonna start on 2nd July. And I'm gonna blog about it everyday. The people I greeted and their responses. And guess what, if I can do it, so can you.

Who: Me.
What: Project Courtesy (P.C.)
Where: Everywhere
When: 2nd July - 11 July
Why: To be a more courteous, warm and receptive person
How: By greeting or smiling to a minimum of 100 people within 10 consecutive days.

What else?
I'm gonna have a tagboard for you to post your comments. and share your experiences. And I'm gonna have a counter of the number of people I've greeted/smiled and the number of people who positively or negatively responded.

Till then, adios!

You.

Your body laid before me
Exposed, Open, inviting, enticing

My body shivers with anticipation
At the imaginable satisfaction

With as much as self-control as I can muster
I slowly reach forth, gently holding you

With great precision and respect for you,
I gently undress you, exposing your tender and warm flesh.
You offer no resistance.

I satisfy myself with you
licking your flesh
savouring every inch of it

Trailing my tongue over your outer layer,
I cannot help but moan with pleasure.

As you fill me.

Ah! The joy of a black pepper crab

Saturday, June 03, 2006

Boo.

Wow. Quite a long time since I blogged and I aint sure where to start.

Lemme see.. let's start with school. Holidays are coming. Last week was quite a struggle. The various assignments due and the emotional ups and downs, like for ym jap assignment it was to my horror that i found my transparency ink smudged and the pictures incorrigible. Thank God for the kind cher who allowed me to go and reprint. And I watched Hotel Rwanda for Sociology lesson. My gosh, it was so sad. But I like their soundtrack. Feel like downloading it. Illegally of course. BMR wasn't that bad. I've learnt quite a lot about gay psychology and do you know, there are actually three genders. We all think it's just Male and Female but there is a third gender that's called a neuter. If you think it's like being neutral, you're right! Neuters are born with neither male nor female reproductive organs. In fact, one of them actually mentioned in one of the books i read, he/she/it sees which toilet has the shorter queue and then uses that toilet regardless of the gender symbol on the toilet.

emotionally, quite a lot has been going on. I survive only by praying that God bless those who curse me and bless more those who bless me. And only with this prayer have my life gone on. Cause it seems like every step forward I take, I end up two steps back. But if i hesitate in stepping forward, knowing I am stepping back, I am already stepping back. I pray for God to make the path for me that a step forward becomes a leap.

Heh. I promised earlier on about blogging about my pri 5 crush and I'm gonna do so now. It's kinda weird that I can still remember significant events about my pri sch, erm, love life. I can remember my first crush happening in pri 1 and that crush happens to be in my cg now. But. fast forward to pri 5, after like, maybe 3 to 5 crushes, I meet her. heh. let's just call her julz for short. It was kindof an irony that time cause, there I was 'chasing' her, and Siang (a close friend since pri 4, also same pri eca) chasing qi min, a girl, from choir (same eca as julz), and finally there was marcus. Also same eca as me and he was also chasing another choir girl. It was like, three guys from AVA chasing three girls from Choir. Come to think of it, Qi Min was probably the first crush Siang had ever, in his school life.

Even now, small nuggets of memory surface. I remember, on one occasion, noting the similarities between me and Julz. I recall, then, we were having Moral Ed if im not wrong, (or was it called CME then, sheesh i cant remember) and we were closing in prayer. I was looking at her and it came to me that the way she prayed and the way i prayed was the same. Diff people have diff positions of praying, some kneel, some bow their heads, others dont, some clasp their hands, others dont, and some interconnect their fingers so that their palms actually kinda cover their eyes, which was my prayer posture that day which was her prayer posture that day too.

heh. I remember playing five stones with her and other 'family members'. If I remember correctly, we had a 'marriage ceremony' at the benches in between the monkey bars and the basketball court, where daily soccer matches were held during recess and before/after school.

I remember we exchanged letters occasionally. I can recall one incident. For me to pass a letter to her, I had to pass through the girl sitting beside me, Yvonne Lim, (from shps to shss to tp) and on one occasion the teacher caught the letter-passing act. Yvonne took up the blame. That incident's etched in my mind.

I remember I used to call her often at night just to chat. I can still remember her number. hehe. That is, if she hasnt shifted house or changed number. heh Bedok Reservoir Road.

Yet, 7 years down the road, I dare say I and Julz have several similar characteristics bah. We were both, sociable with the opposite gender. If i were to call her a flirt, I would be calling myself a flirt too cause that's the similar trait both of us have. We were sociable with the opposite gender. Up till this day, I reckon.

Those were the times. of marbles at the big tree near the basketball court. of five stones at the car porch. of hopscotch beside the staircase that led up to the hall. of mee soup that went for fifty cents or a dollar and huge doses of pepper were shaken into it and people dared to drink it up. of a piece of potato with curry that filled half a bowl and went for fifty cents. of ten cent biscuits that were of black and white colors. of students just cutting queue.

Those were the days.