amazing experience

im impressed... every girl has her own unique way of experiences that can blow her mind away i presume.

julien is a sweetie. popping over his place... was mind-blowing. his interior decor, his taste of balinese style, chix yet upbeat, his love of tranquility in life, his remarkable sense of balance when it comes to placing of all this lovely astounding paintings, furniture and well - down to the very last detail ornaments - my breath was taken away. i know a perfectionist when i see one.

then there was the dinner which he whipped up (under my supervision - not stressful at all huh?) trememdously efficiently - seafood cream based pasta with fat tiger prawns and juicy scallops, matched with spinached pasta and a tinge of safron, dill and lotsa pepper - gorgeous to the eyes and tasty in my mouth.

dining at the balcony of his cosy bachelor's pad can ideally be deemed - one of the most romantic evenings out if my entire life so far. alongst with good conversations, excellent cruisine - fine ingredients that has flavours lingering in ur tastebuds... one word for it - WOW. 

after the filling of my famished belly, we got down to some drinks - baileys on the rocks (?) and preview his DVD system's capabilities - it really feels like being in the movies!
 

i made him dress down for the night out partying... he looks cute casually dorned. sneakers and a black polo T, clean shaven and smelling exotically intoxicating... i love a good men's colonge... heck with the brandeds and the stylish... ours was as i would like it to be, a dress-down weekend of letting our hair loose and pure partying.

hopped over in a cab towards velvet with his blond friend - which i cannot quite decipher his name becoz of his thick french accent, but detoured to attica - they insisted it was more "happening" there???

as u guessed... male-bondings of the heart-to-heart kind, where they were all speaking in their native hometown language - french (with me having (?????) in my mind) i cannot TAHAN them speaking something im not adapted to understand!!

the night felt right, though i would really love to feel a little taller, amongst the sea of caucasians, i felt like a dwarf?? but i stood by my roots, REFUSING in anyway to dub any form of accent nor slang - i'm a a proud singaporean

julien is cool - we had alot of drinks as he most often of so would enquire "wanna drink something?" lychee martinis, strawberry magerita, beer, tequila and whatever he was drinking *shrugs*

i like the way his eyes speaks - intense yet light-hearted and jovial. i like the way he mingles and somehow manages to make me feel at home with all his foreign mates - suave but sutle.

time and again through that night, i enquired "so... why do u like me again?" and his coy and sheepish smile would be accompanied by an awkward but cute reply "coz u're miss charming, i like the way ur eyes are, i like the way ur character is, i like the way u do things..."

lol i tink i dun even know his last name yet... nor when his birthday is or what he likes and dislikes, his habits, his way of life, this is an understatement... i hate rushing into things... as smooth as this journey can get... i'll prod on the road cautiously... paranoid and pessimistic abt everything no matter how smooth it all seems to be.

a friend said to me "you blog all the things that u say... but its the very fact... u're in denial! u're very much afraid of getting urself hurt again... tts why all these crap surfaces... thats why u are what u are today... jumpy and distrustful of everyone, suspicious and a negativist!"

true true... that opened my eyes alot after his insulting yet honest, from-the-heart dissection of missy me. everyone's got bad experiences that we have to forgo our happiness and dreams juz to tread over them... a big obstacle that affects our after-life...

sometimes i can sucha bore... even if many insisted i was too fun-loving and wild. i know it deep down in me... just like how many eyelashes i have on me... (yes i am bored enough to go count them individually).