Surrender

I have to admit that sometimes i give up on things too easily, but there are times where when i set my mind to do something, i will wanna complete it no matter wat becos i'm quite a perfectionist. Anyways i've decided to decline the insurance job offer by clemence, it might sound kinda dumb after paying $300+ for the tests and now i'm quitting on him but i really find it very tiring and pointless. Tiring in the sense tat i'm told myself b4 i will NEVER wanna do part time studies and now i'm actually doin it and it pointless becos i don't hav the drive to go on when nothing can sink into my brain, everything jus doesn't make sense to me, i'm jus not meant to study business related stuff afterall...

Went to gombak stadium with ming chuen for a 2hrs almost non-stop badminton session tis morning and surprisingly i managed to trash him like wat i always refer him to; a pancake. We had 5 rounds of 3x21 points match where winner gets 2 sets victory. Can see tat somehow he wasn't on his top form today as his reflexes seemed to be alittle rusty. It's been a really looooooooooong time since i last had a good workout (haven't been jogging since 3 to 4 weeks ago due to my super busy schedule, if not it's jus becos i was too tired to carry on).

After tat went out with my sis shortly after the game and a quick shower at home. So we went out to catch the movie "The Ugly Truth". The part where katherine helgi had her orgasm in the restaurant was really classic and i couldn't stop laughing to a point where i almost tot i would jus die due to lack of oxygen. Got a small salty popcorn for the movie as well for myself, yumz!

The movie was not as bad as wat the critics had rated though, at my point of view. So after the movie we went over to raffles city for lunch and short look-see. While walking around after our lunch at soup spoon, ppl from the Singapore Writer Festival approached us and asked us to giv them a word and they will giv us a poem and on top of tat a goodie bag worth almost $8 of food and drink. Of cos, my inner auntie attitude got the better of me and we went ahead giving them our 'sacred' word. Mine being "Job" and my sis's "positive". In return, we got our goodies bags and our poem, it's like the bestest deal ever in the world. haha.

Nevertheless, let me share my poem with the world;
poem title is "Best Job In The World"

slowly, gently
unbuckle the pants
pull down the zip
pull down the jeans
underwear unravels too
in one swift jerk.
there, waiting in anticipating
folds of skin so thin
i can see the blood
course through your vessels
as your cock throbs to life
will he crow for me?
lick my lips in anticipating
moisture wet and sticky
tongue flicks out to greet
and i kneel down in worship
my false idol, my totem pole
if devotion was done with kisses
and prayers expressed through sucks
i think dear boy, tonight
you are much in luck.

And so, i got a blowjob from the (horny) poet who typed out the poem nicely for me using the typewriter.
When i thought i can sought for a 'guidance' for my job and i ended up receiving something erotic. For tis, i surrender, truely. Gosh!