One-Week Thrill

Girl says:

I think we got a problem, he's too fine.

The way he works his body, man it's blowing my mind.

I know I’m not gonna be okay, if he leaves.

And now he’s got me looking, and he's staring at me.

My situation's changed, all caught up, and I wish that I can fix out.

And we're gonna get up, cause his eyes I can't resist.

He's too fine, he's so fine, he's too fine.

I'd do anything to make him mine.

Boy says:

I never thought I'd say this about some girl.

I used to be a player but she's rocking my world.

I know she's not gonna be okay if I leave.

Cause now her friends are stepping over talking to me.

My situation's changed, all caught up.

And a game that I can’t win now.

And we're gonna get up, cause her ass I can't resist.

She's too fine, she's so fine, she's too fine.
I'd give anything to make her mine

But HI, and SEE YA.

The Most Amazing Eyes In The World

I knew I could never see her again. But I have never thought that I would be able to feel her essence forever. And I did. Like finally did. A significant tick, we drove passed some old roads near that memorable place. My childhood, my disturbed past, my family that I have already lost, or disowned and missed, stayed there. I was going to request for a short visit, but just being near it made me tear so much, I just couldn’t hang around any longer. I introduced her to everyone in the room, and surprisingly they all gazed at her with much familiarity. Then Blondey whispered to me, “She is here, she is her.” Then I cried hysterically, like a mad half-man. I held her closely in my arms and some kind of scent formed at my nostrils. It overwhelmed my heart and mind. Brown Eyes said something peculiarly sensible before, “When she left you, she took all your past with her. Now you have to let go of her, so you can let go of your past too.” I learnt that OIOI may have left for that favour, but it never meant I had to lose her. I had reached the benchmark of my endurance. But she never came back, simply because she has always been there, and never left. And so she may appear different, but the surface isn’t as important to me anymore because her presence is all that I have ever lived with, and needed to live with. That night, I had one of the best sleep after a long time. Tiesto was spinning ‘Touch Me’, as I admired the humungous milk pancake from the angle that I was lying in bed, overlooking my bedroom window. I thanked Bantal Love again and again as the whole Kusaianliok Family shed tears and value that remarkable moment together.

I finally collected my parcel today. Its been almost a month due but I have no explanation to why I had taken so long. Maybe the Watagwaans should take this front aye. And it feels weird because I don’t actually remember what I had bought online. Strangely I feel afraid to open the package, thinking. Am I ready?

Im clumsy because I am falling in love.

Put You To Bed

My mind is in a state

Cause all I seem to do is tempt my fate

Well I try every space

But all the while we're crushing at the gate

My mind is in a state

'Cause everything I miss it comes too late

So I try and disappear

But there is only one way out of here

This time, this time

Reality struck me between the eyes

My mind is in a state

But all I need to do is change my pace

And I know there's fear to face

But happiness is firm in its embrace

It is a matter of time. It is a matter of desire. It is the matter of courage. Pick your treat, want it, then fucking do it and you’ll fulfil your wishes. I thought I was getting closure, instead I realised I was opening more doors of opportunities. There’s no need to wallow over shitty moments, everyone gains at one point everyday anyway. Because wasted investments are wasted investments when you keep counting your losses, or pick on only flaws. And life is too short to regret things, especially when you don’t even try, then lose, right?

Distance is nothing but five freaking hours aye. It is really nothing as compared to three reckless minutes, dear heartbreaker.

I was composing my letter to someone meaningful when my under-aged, pre-puberty, a definite straight-up virgin boyfriend caught me crying in an extreme emo state. “Why are you crying?,” he asked caringly. I could not utter a single word. I was shy, a little ashamed, or prolly just afraid. But then he pleaded me gently, he was going to take a picture of me using his mobile phone. When I finally relented to end his undying persistence, he demanded, “Can you please wipe under your eyes first, like got dirty-dirty like that.” Then shortly after the snapshot, he flashed the digital screen at me and mock, “See, I think you look so much better when you are smiling, not crying.” Muahahhahaha. Sneaky boy. He got me a little ‘555’ notebook, he prolly stole from the stationery store nearby. He tricked me into making it mine, as when he handed it to me, he had forced me to write my name on its front cover first. “See, the book has your name, means it’s yours now.” Somehow I misplaced it while attending to a customer, I spotted another little notebook near my counter. It has his name on it. And that was it, a ‘couple notebook’ aye. Seriously, kudos to the young boy who has stolen the heart of a half-man paedophile.

There are these two things I cannot seem to forget. At a recent gathering, Paolo came up to me and said, “I have never seen you this happy for a long time now.” I giggled. Because I know what you mean. Then I met Mr Chateau at Miss Play’s event. Floating in zigzag with my sister down those Arabian streets, I took her hand and whispered into her ear, “Beside those nights in heaven, I don’t actually remember feeling this great, but tonight feels right. Adik, I am really happy.” She simply replied, “I know what you mean.” And so he became my long-lost fantasy, as opposed to my lost fantasy, as I told my new-found fantasy.

And you, my bantal love. You broke my fall, and I can't wait to welcome her into my life.

WATAGWAAN

You probably think I'm crazy

I don't want you to save me

Don't mean to disappoint you

I'd never felt so free

If you could stand in shoes

Then you would feel my heartbeat too

Which makes me feel it in my heartbeat

The only one, the only one

It may feel old to you but to me it feels new

You know I feel it in my heartbeat

Don't you know, can't you see, when I dance I feel free

Which makes me feel like the only one

The only one

That the light shines on

Thank you for the effortless rides everyday like I live in the East, the presence everyday like I hate to but ‘akucakapajalaaa’, the scandalous comfort everyday like my body is a pillow, the unwelcomed surprises everyday at work like I have nothing better to look forward to, than you lunchtime/afterschool fuckers, the emails everyday like blogging can be a downer when the most meaningful things can always be said from the heart, or to the face personally, the long/short-distance phonecalls everyday like I don’t need sleep, the breaking of every inch of my virginity everyday like the night can never stop us from exploring the wonders of this tiny island. Everyday was made possible, or possibly impossible if not for you fuckers. Everyday I love all of you, and everyday I feel like I got laid.

So, 'Blog of the day!' I would like to thank Allah (may peace be upon him), again and again for such genuine friendships. Now see my booty get down like OH!

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To this dear husband/loser I'm madly in love with, I think you’re fugly. And for all good times, and fucking-random-stupid-horrid times, thank you.

La Vie En Rose

“There are more to just words, for such a special person”

It was a ‘hushed and bare’ morning today. I got too jaded by my daily routine so I started messing my feets in those dirty puddles on the busy street. A casual stranger in a suit came up to me and asked, “Do you feel cold?” Not that I have issues against talkative morning people (especially in bed), but I was dumbfounded. Then hesitantly, I answered hastily, “Cold? I just think I feel late, thanks, so if you don’t mind.” After a quick grin I walked away, swiftly towards my chocolate paradise. Three hours later, the incident played in my mind again, and I felt horrible. Why was I pushing away such a caring soul? Then while I was praying with my shiny baby beads at work, someone interrupted, “Oh so you work here?” It was him, again. That talkative morning person.

TMP: Gloomy Thursday?

Me: Of course not. Yet. The 24th is always a charming date. Looking for a gift?

*A dreadful 15 minutes later*

*Herny reads gift card, then gazes at his wedding band*

Me: It’s for your wife?

TMP: Nope. I don’t love my wife as much as this woman. But I know love them both very deeply.

*Herny awards him the ‘you-fucking-womaniser-cum-asshole’ look*

Me: Mistress?

TMP: Nope. She is just the longest love of my life.

Me: And your wife?

TMP: She is the only woman, and wife in my life, and of course the only possibility of me getting laid in my grateful marriage life. She is love too, but just a different kind of love.

It took me some time to understand it, but I learnt. He was right. It is impossible to marry someone you truly love. Because the truth is nobody loves only one person ultimately. I pondered over Ralph and his little Mariam, my very own mother with my sisters and I, and even myself. There is love you can’t live without, there is love you just cant let go, there is love like an addiction, and there is love, just purely love that you feel and remember for the rest of your life. I share different kinds of love for many deserving individuals too, just don’t ever question it, because I am pretty sure it exists. But don’t let all your unnecessary doubts trigger ignorant slamming on people who don’t owe you a life. Because it makes you little more uglier than you already are. Intahaa al-mawduu’, hill ‘annii.

So what if I say, I have experienced the landmark and gotten my breakthrough too, dear Brown Eyes?

Rock With You

Nobody ever stay some place for long,
Everyone leaves at the end of the song,
But I won’t, if you won’t,
I won’t, if you won’t,
I won’t, if you won’t,
If you won’t go.

I received a call from my close cousin yesterday. She was getting hitched again, thus she invited me and The Sister. And before I could even go, “Hey, there’s something I want to tell you too…” My phone just died, again.

I wasn’t really taking a break, instead I have just been diverting my attention to something else, or rather some other people who are necessary. And while you were taking on the evil lead, I just sat back and watched all along. And your shit was merely some kind of seasonal flu, and that moment I sneezed, I had let it all go. And besides, the sun shines for only so long each day, and it’s up to you to make the most out of it. But I can still recall those moments vividly, I kept crying in the car, till I saw the ‘M’ sign and started giggling like a kid again. Then Summer Love starts playing in my head.

Summer’s over for the both of us,
But that doesn’t mean you should give up on us,
You’re the one that I’ve been thinking of,
And I know the day I meet you,
You’ll be the one
I can’t wait to fall in love with you,
You can’t wait to fall in love with me,
This just can’t be summer love, you’ll see

Yeah, we’ll see aye. And Miss Catfight, I am still awaiting your lame updates on ‘MR X IS HOT’, or you can just dream about those arms, and stay with your freaky pink bestfriend instead. Tick tock, tick tock, hah.