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It's 9pm and I have just had my dinner. I don't usually eat this late.

3 scones and 2 Nature Valley cereal bars as dinner. I am so lazy to cook after spending the past few hours in the library revising for test (for the module which I did superbly well). I have been giving myself too much pressure after knowing my result for the first test. It's my nature of not being satiated easily. *sigh*

Before leaving library, I went to this one toilet which people seldom visit. When I came out, there was this one guy at the urinal and he was standing quite a distance away from it. I was not sure whether he was peeing or what. All I knew was that he was looking at me the whole time when I was drying my hand. I could easily see his willy had I turned my head left (if he was peeing la)! I have never encountered this kind of situation before! Was he giving me signal? Someone please tell me! And if he did, how should I give a response? Oh, there were only two of us in the toilet.

V

Harlowwww!

Hello people!

I have gone MIA for long lol. Not sure if there is still anyone reading my blog.

Wind asked what has happened to me the last time I spoke to him. Well, I have been segregating myself from people due to work and some other complications. Quite a few happened in this period, some good ones and some bad.

I feel like I am getting busier this year. There is so much work to be done. Assignments la (assessed and non-assessed ones), tests la, exams la. *sigh* I have no life man. Yea right. -.- Got time to go flirting around somemore say no free time. And not to mention wanking!

Here to update a few things. I will try to list them all down. ;)
1. I did well in one of my test (one which will exempt me from professional qualification). I was so surprised that I was third among the whole cohort! Oh man, I was literally shocked and ecstatic at the same time. Couldn't feel happier and it's good to start a new academic year with a bang! I mean bang not the BANG type of BANG! :D

2. So glad to recall back the materials learnt back in high school and I had one test which had 70% of the questions based on that! Felt great to have taken/self-learnt it. The test was just a piece of cake!

3. Someone came and gave me a scarf (because I was in cold and couldn't find my scarf). Could be a girl so please don't assume it is always a guy. :) I was so touched!

4. A gay mate of mine asked me out (we haven't gone yet). It could be in the next 2 weeks depending on how tight *cough* my ass work schedule is.

5. Oh and first anniversary for me on Halloween day! ;)

Ciao for now. I will see you when I see you again.

Much love from V.
Muacksssssssssssss! <3 <3

V

Introducing Someone :)

Hello peeps!

I am going to postpone my soft porn post until a while later. Internet connection in Malaysia is just horribly slow. And, due to the weak wi-fi signal, I have to be in the common room. :(

So the main character for today is …….

*Jeng* *Jeng* *Jeng*

Main character : Joey

How we met : Grindr

Nationality : British but he said he is an Asian at heart. I wonder how true is that. Lol

Synopsis : He is one of the first few guys whom I favourite when I started using the app back in May 2012. And now he holds the record for being the longest on my Grindr favourite list, standing at 15 months and still counting. He stayed just a few blocks away from my previous accommodation inside the uni. It was a blank profile and still is. Why did I start texting him? I don’t know. Lol. Maybe I was just bored and all those hot guys whom I texted never reply to my faceless profile. Then we exchanged texts over the summer last year while he had just come back from the States. Fast forward to a few days before my trip to Southern Europe, he was concerned with my safety as I was going to visit a city which he had been to and not have a good impression on. That night, we chatted from midnight till 2-ish in the morning. Never once in UK had I stay awake until such late!

Then I was reported as being ‘underage’ on Grindr. I let out a huge sigh of relief when I was able to log on to Grindr again and still seing his profile in my favourites. Hehe. I texted him straight away. LOL. I was being cheeky then by calling him ‘babe’ (I did this to my PLU friends) until one day he told me that he was kinda put off by that. :(

He texted me on Grindr few weeks ago (Was I in his favourites too?) and I have been waiting for him to text me again. Most of the time, I initiated the conversation first. I am not sure whether I think I get along with him well or there are more that I am hoping for. :-/ Now, I insisted on keeping my S2 (which breaks down quite often) just to keep him with me. We have never met nor did I have his contact details. Hmmm.

End of post. LOL. This was written on a piece of paper while I had nothing to do in the office this morning.

Missing you,

V

Easter Encounter Part 2

He looked older but attractive in a way and soft-spoken. We did not much talking inside the car and it was awkward silence sometimes. I am just bad at initiating a talk. :( I got to know him more inside the car. He is born in UK but grew up in California. After that, he came back to UK to study Maths and is now a manager in a company dealing with multi-millions pounds transactions every week. That’s pretty much everything that I can tell.

Then we reached his home. It wasn’t a big one but just perfect for someone who stayed there alone. He told me he designed the interior and renovated the house all over. Yeah, I noticed. The stairs weren’t right in front of the main door which is quite uncommon in UK (or maybe just in my area? Correct me if I am wrong). He then led me to his bedroom. What we did inside there you imagine yourself la. Haha. He did keep to what he said and what is supposed to be done was done. Lol.

A week or so later, I learnt that Mr. 7 series has been sleeping around with Elwin (who was my friend back then) and not only that they had unprotected sex on a few occasions. That totally changed my impression on Mr. 7 series and I am really glad that I controlled myself the other day and not doing anything which might put my health at risk. Elwin also told me that Mr. 7 series had a boyfriend in the States. California to be exact! Does that make me a bitch for sleeping with Mr. 7 series?

I have to admit that he is one the best guy that I have ever met or seen so far apart from him cheating on his boyfriend and having unprotected sex around. He fits most, if not all of the criteria I am looking for and is the dream guy that many people will go after had he behaves well. He gave me the warmest hug ever and knew how to treat a man well. At least he helped me to put on clothes after we got out of bed. This is what most guys fail to do. Please remember to do that to whoever you sleep even if it’s a random shag, no matter you are top or flexi or bottom. Humans have feelings! I still remember vividly those moments he hugged me from behind in his bedroom and one more before the front door right beside the heater in the living room. It was already quite late when we got into the car. I told him to drop my around university area and I would walk back home as he had to wake up very early for work the next day. He smiled and told me he wanted me to be safe and would send me home while patting (or maybe caressing) my right thigh. Then he waited for me to enter home before driving off. No one guy that I have met has ever done that.

We still talked a while after that meeting until he no longer replied me on two consecutive occasions. I knew what that meant and we have become strangers now. Anyway, thanks for memories and the good treatment Mr. 7 series.

I did fall for Mr. 7 series. :)

Till we meet again.

V

Easter Encounter Part 1

It has been a while since I last updated my blog. I can see spider webs filling up every corner of this blog already.

Also, it has been a while back since I submitted myself to someone. Errr, moulds growing everywhere now. Hahaha. XD Over three months now. I will make sure I restrain myself from going into adventures until I get myself checked (again) when I get back to the ang mo-land.

This time I am going to bring to you 7 series! Iphone 7? Samsung S7? No! No! It’s BMW 7 series. I shall refer him to Mr. 7 series throughout. I can’t recall when it started. All that I can remember is that he was once in my university area so I decided to message him on Grindr. His profile showed he’s 33 but he looked younger in his profile picture, and cute in a way. Perhaps that triggered me to try out my luck. Lol.

He didn’t reply me until a few months later. Conversations were going on well on Grindr and we decided to exchange phone number. Fast forward to one fine day in May. It was a bank holiday and we agreed to meet each other up. He said he was going to come pick me up and bring me back to his. Meet up but bring me to his home? Even an innocent person will know how it is going to end up. Hmm, ok lo since he’s quite a nice guy. He then later assured me that he won’t go beyond external body contact.

We met at 8 as planned outside my rented house. He was in his BMW 7 series. It looked posh and anyone can tell the car must be pricy. Googled up and yeah it cost like RM650k for the cheapest model and can reach up to RM1.4 million. :O Oh my mama, I have not been in such a luxury car before.

Shall put a stop here. Stay tuned for the continuation. :)

V 

Still A First?

No, not anymore!

I was over the moon a few days after coming back from the UK as I learnt that I have got a First for my exams. The feeling of being one of those few who made the cut and putting myself on par with some of the countries’ brightest was great. A week after that, the breakdown was out on the university system and I logged in to calculate my overall percentage. As I scrolled down the page, I saw an ‘F’. I yelled out an ‘F’ word too. I couldn’t believe what was happening. A First but with a failure in one core module. For real?!

I asked around and all of my friends did way better than they expected. One friend whom I tutored and supported got a 2:2 mark. That reaffirmed me that my mark for the module could have been mistakenly calculated or keyed in to the system. Without wasting much time, I emailed the secretary of the exam board for a recheck of my script. Yesterday night I received his reply and my heart sank. There wasn’t any error in my mark and he even provided me with my raw mark.

So I called dad to tell him the ‘bad’ news. It was too hard for me to tell him what had happened that I paused for a while when he picked up the phone. I am sure dad would not have expected this as the other day when I told him about the ‘error’, he backed me. I am feeling guilty for letting down my dad, for not living up to expectations. I hate myself for not studying harder and letting slip the chance of getting exempted from a professional paper.

Now, it’s time to pick up the pieces and mend my heart. I will have to re-study the materials again and resit for the professional paper which costs 200 plus pounds.

Thank God, I will still be allowed to continue on the course after being informed by my tutor.

I will have myself to be blamed for what’s going on. *sigh* A painful and expensive lesson.

V

Back to the Equator

*sigh* I have been lazy ever since I set my foot in this equatorial country. My life has been plain boring for more than a week. It could have been so much different had I still be in the UK right now. There are loads of unexplored stuffs that I have no time for during the academic period. *cough*

If not because of the joy of getting to see my family, I wouldn’t have come back home. The flight hour is so long and I am unable to sleep whenever I am on the plane. Also, thanks to the unfriendly air services and constant shouting of children, I had the most awful flight ever. Spotted a few eye candies including a Bieber look-alike.

I find a few things intolerable and annoying when I am here in this country, after being in the UK for some time now. I literally waited by the carousel for almost an hour to collect my luggage. A few luggages came out from the baggage conveyor followed by some more a few minutes later. Everyone was just pissed. Before that, I was having problems with fellow Malaysians who have difficulty understanding basic courtesy. I was in the aerotrain, trying to get out from it and find my way to the immigration. So, the door opened and the next thing I knew was people came rushing into the aerotrain. Oh, Jesus Christ (stealing Wind’s style)! It was full and can’t you guys just fucking wait patiently for people to leave before entering?! -.-

After that, I needed to get upstairs from the arrival hall to catch my next flight. By the lift, I was greeted again by a rude Malaysian. I was there first and I stood by the side so that people can leave the lift easily. Few moments later, two women in their forties came and they stood right in front of the entrance to the lift. After a while, when the door opened, I let one of them enter first. So, I thought it would be my turn next. I was wrong. The other lady banged my luggage hard and glared at me. Wtf! I assumed they have just come back from performing Hajj judging from their wear. You are a Hajah (or whatsoever) but your actions clearly didn’t show that. I am not being racist but that was my thoughts regarding that particular lady. Peace.

That’s all for now. xx

V