and you never will be mine

i went to uia to do my graduation clearance....had to go walk around the campus to a number of places for that...bt i still hv to go again this friday n pick up my final transcript...it rained heavily this morning...so i thot the weather this afternoon wldnt be so hot..boy was i wrong..it was scorching n i had to wear my smurfette tshirt n semi-wool sweater....i wldnt say i was drenched...im a light-sweat-er..my bf sweats buckets...i nyer sweat mcm malu2 kucing nk kuar...n as a result i retain all that water..n my lemak all squishy like that...i dnt hv the mood to write for now...nothing much has happened....

im toying with the idea of hiring a male escort...n dnt worry sayang if that ever happens il make sure ul hv one female escort for u too...just for fun...to c hw it is like being with someone purely for the physical attraction..what it is like to take things as they are on the surface...n then i cn exchange notes with my boyfren...wondering together what we hv learned from it..hw much do u think it'll cost me to hire johnny depp as my escort?

last nite's debate was fun....we shld hv more of that...it is more entertaining than impak maksima..

my fren Cik Siti once told me life is like a fart...i cnt agree more...u can feel it coming but the outcome of it is still uncertain......


i wrote this back in 2005, feb 3rd to be exact

Doggy Style

i left the rottweiler panting for more...
i left him in a cage full of regrets,
he howls,
as he shouts,
for me he calls out,
my mercy he begs,
on all fours with humility,
as i the holder of his liberty,
preserve his submission,
in the dim-lighted alleys of my heart.