i mizz jaxxx :( 

east coast park

vroom vroom to destination
he came to pick me up in his vroom vroom... it was already 9pm+ ... was very shy and awkward at first as we vrooomed our way there...
had mac choc sunday, drinks and fries at McCafe with him... avid humourous sessions with lotsa jokes :D

den we left for a walk to the beach... not much of a walk... we sat down at this stone curb looking out towards the sea... the view was breath-taking... so was his company -- amusing with an incomprehensive romantic feel during the whole long conversation

how i longed to reach for his cheeks and plant a big fat smooch on it... but i resisted... afterall i wouldn't wan to do anything that would wrecked his trust...
had sandy butts and legs after that almost 2hours long conversation... not really conversations... merely jokes and more jokes and life-time experience tales that was probably told to kids by their AH MA... that's it.. i was his AH MA and he was the small boy boy...

sometimes the warning signs keep appearing in my mind... that wad was impossible will always remain impossible... but these signs are clouded by his actions and words that could make any ger probably falter in their strong will to resist temptation...

he was a charmer... an adequate species of the male sex that would probably turn out to be a player if he had possess the jockey style looks...
but nah he was o'lil boy boy... youthful in a playful image that contridicted his age, background and knowledge.


the flirting would neva end
come to think of it.. yest nite was something i had neva experienced since 4 years ago with my first puppy love... yet strange as it was the emotions and the crush that was the foundation of yest's date kept building and growing with each min i spent wif him... playful ethics of slaps and pinches, lying on his FAT FAT shoulders and juz being able to share the amazing view of ships at dock wif him will always remain a memory deeply etched into my mind... words are hard to describe that feeling of puppy love again? such is the description of feelings only each being can understand once they'd experienced it

left ECP to head home... my mind was undoubtedly reluctant to leave but my being had no choice... it was already 12midnite... headed for the pee lavatory before we walked to the car... my heart kept longing for a plickle and a smooch on his face but i couldn't bring myself to it... funny how strongwill and brave i was in past relationships... i knew that fancy had me not if that guy was before me... shortchange another male and i would have done the job well and efficiently... but not on him... his magnetic nature and charm eluded my bravery and my strength although my longing grew more and more wif each min i spent wif him...

detoured to the prata shop where we sat for milo peng and i had a kosong prata... played "u must listen to me game!" which consisted of me ditching out numerous pinches and jabs aimed at his fat fat body each time he tried to counterattack my view of "how sweet that bottle of soft drink was"... once had him so close to my face pulling on his ear that i could very well plant my fat smooch on his enticing forehead... but i DIDN"T!!!! wad a wasted opportunity that felt like u could have won TOTO had u bot ur very own number u oways bot that week... DISAPPOINTMENT!

low and behold i fell >.<
so i am an accident prone woman... how more can u end the day wif a stupid slip and a fall that landed me wif a bloody cut and a really painful toe... blame it on the slippers... it has absolutely zero grip especially on smooth surfaces... where did i fell? over a really big open holed drain juz short of his car as we walked towards it...

but he was a dear to help me up and apply pressure to the bloody wound... there again i wanted to rape his face of a smooch but i was so much in pain my tots couldn't stay long... sigh

after much of an eventful day... odds are i probably am the biggest failure in the whole courting world! who said gers must always be on the receiving end and who said gers couldn't make the first move? but i'm such a crap to fail that very law of modernisation and anti-feminism... oh blunder...