The Dandy

I’ll let the pictures do most of the talking.

We had…

A private jacuzzi that wasn’t really private (because you need not be too tall to be able to peep through those 3 miserable holes on the wall to catch us making out)…

A king-sized bed for comfortable fucking..

A big bathtub next to a window with curtains that we didn’t bother to draw…

And… an exterior shower place of which you can catch a glimpse of it

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behind me.

Man: Excuse me, Miss. I think I know you. Have you acted in a mediacorp serial before?

Me: Wah. That’s a very lousy pickup line.

Man: No. I’m serious. I thought I’ve seen you in a serial before. Which serial have you acted in?

Me: Kokocrunch (cereal). 

Last night in Singapore.. and I’m off to a nearby island for a HOLIDAY, where I have absolutely no connection with the rest of the world.

Whooooooooooooooooooossssssshhhh.

Life can’t get any better.

Touched down on Monday night with a heavy heart. 

I didn’t wanna come back at all, if not for my obligation as a daughter to return for the Chinese New Year. I procrastinated my packing, until 2 hours before I’m supposed to head to the airport. Not that there’s a lot to pack anyway, since most of my belongings are still in Singapore.

I don’t know what to look forward to in Singapore anymore. That’s the big shocking truth. When I left Singapore 5 months back, I was all emotional, thinking that I was leaving everything behind. Turned out, I’ve adapted to my new lifestyle better than I had assumed, so much that I really wasn’t excited to go home.

Not even for our SG food.

Even so, by now, I had my chicken rice, Yakun, Jumbo chilli crab, Toastbox and Bedok 85 hawker food that includes stingray, porridge, oysters omelete, chicken wings and sugar cane juice. I have also fed myself with Famous Amos cookies and 7-11 slurpee. There are still a list of food that I wanna have, but honestly, I’m too bloated to eat anything by now. I had to go for a jog this morning just to make myself feel better from the excessive food consumption.

Besides eating, I sang ktv, walk around orchard and drank at both Balaclava and Clarke Quay. I’m now itching to head over to the neighbourhood to shop a little, but then again, shopping in Singapore? I rather do it in Hong Kong where it’s way cheaper. What else to do here in Singapore? I know there’s Supperclub to visit on Friday, a few more meet-ups with friends, and basically, nothing else.

And oh oh oh, my body is adjusting way too slowly to the heatwave in Singapore. My face is still producing oil to counter the dryness in cold climate and so it makes me walk around with a oily face constantly. Bleh.

3rd day in Singapore, and I’m already counting down.

I’ve never been so emotional for the past 5 months.

Urgh.

Try watching porn while having sex at the same time.

It’s like a foursome, yet not really so.

It may be about imitating whatever the porn stars do.  

Or probably it’s really about the desire to outperform the so-called sex professionals and camera angles.

Big turn-on.

At least for me.

*Grinz*