My rants about chatting.... >.<;;;

16 April 2005
2100hrs.

[There are only 3 hours in yutarotanaka's day.... how will it end?]

yo! just wanna get this outta my system... been really annoyed with it lately so here goes...

i have been a frequent chatter at the mychub.org 's chat room at the mIRC DALnet server #mychubs for the past month or two... made some chat buddies there already that you can have a nice conversation with... i even found an OP there that can speak the native/local language that i use here in our country... so my past month or two chatting there was quite fun except for some things which i'm gonna enumerate to you all right now...

First of all... people keep on passing message to you in private asking you to join this particular channel etc. ... spammers are so freaking annoying especially when you're in the middle of a nice conversation and it just butts in on you...

Sencond... people pm me and asks for my stats even if i never chatted with him before... i mean, come on... introduce yourself first before you demand of any information from... the nerve of those people... just so rude...

Third... other people pm me too, asks if they wanna chat with me, then asks if im a chub or chaser... and some of them when i answer that im a chub they just say "oh! im not a chub lover" or "chasers only for me" and just ditch me like i offended them or something... HEEEELLLLUURRRR!!!! why does it have to be a chaser that has to chat with you? cant a chub make an intelligent conversation? and vice versa for those slims rejected by others not into slims

hmmmm...

*eyebrows raised*

just thinking out loud...

whistling ^^

its just... some people here pm me and then ask if im chaser or chub.... and after finding out that im not in the 'weight class' that they want they just ignore me...
so rude of ppl like that... people on that chatroom should be have more tact... you mustnt ditch chatting someone becoz they dont conform to your standard in terms of weight.... sheesh.... so lame... are people in there just to hook up on people? to get other people in bed with them? to sink their perverted teeth into the flesh of their oh so willing 'victim' if so... then people like those are just so sick... this is just the exact thing the gives PLU a bad name... people think that all we think all the time is finding ways to get into bed with PLU... damn... just damn!

oh my! oh my!... i really lashed it out big time this time...

*inhales* *exhales* *inhales* *exhales* *sigh*

i know not all people there are like that but if someone read this post and you think you're one of those people that have this kind of behavior while chatting... then change this bad habbit... i dont think you're social errmmm... chatting life will benefit if you continue with your lousy, irratating ways...

now that i have probably said all the things i wanted to say... its time for me to get back into my nice little hole here... until next time... ja~ne!

yutarotanaka... out! [kzzt!]

my chubby professor...

13 April 2005
0030hrs. (hongkong/singapore time)

[There are only 23 hours and 30 minutes left in yutarotanaka's day.... how will it end?]

wow! my first post here... exciting... hihihihi ^^...

anywayz... oh! so rude of me... didn't even introduce myself... (GOMEN! GOMEN!)

im yutarotanaka... im kinda new here... been lurking for the past 4-5 months here... just getting the feel of being here and waiting for the right moment to come out of my hole ^^;

so where was i? oh yeah! im was gonna share ummm... let's just say an 'encounter' that i had...

it was the first week of the new school term... me along with my classmates were waiting patiently for our instructor in our management class... the minutes dragged by... but still no instructor came into room... our teacher was late... to kill time... me and some of my seatmates decided to chat... we made guesses on who our professor in this subject would be...we prayed vigilantly that we wont get a crackpot, old fool to teach us this subject... we've got plenty of those now on our other subjects...

finally, 30 minutes after the class was suppsed to start... the classroom's door opened... what entered was the most gorgeous man that i ever saw... our teacher was massive... as in mammoth huge... he's about 310lbs. and about 6 feet in height... he has short black hair that is clean cut... he also has a mustache and goatee... he was wearing long sleeve polo shirt and black pants... he look so well groomed... so clean... and he has this boyish look in him... so innocent... so refreshing...

he introduced himself... then he asked us to write some info about us on an index card... also, he asked us to write a 5 sentence piece on the topic "how do i see myself 5 years from now"... he collected the cards and made a roll call stoping at some names and asking the owner of the card for his/her hometown or other stuff... he has a good sense of humor... he made funny jokes and comments about what some of us wrote on the cards... we were laughing our heads off each time he cracked a joke... when he got to my name, he jokingly said "aaahhh... mr. ******... you must be my long, lost son, huh? where is your province i wonder?"... he said this because we had the exact same surname... the whole class laughed at this little joke... i smiled and i said that my father was from this particular province while my mother was from this province... he said he lived for a while on the province where my father was from but he moved after graduating high school to study in the city... we made small talk for a moment before he moved on to another card and student... after that talk, it was like i already know him...

after the roll call... he talk about the subject... he gave a preview of what to expect and the requirements to pass the subject... he also talked about his life a bit, his work at a big cellphone service provider and about other stuff... althroughout his talk, i just stared at him, i'm still listening intently though but i just cant take my eyes off him... his face... his gut... his man boobies... and his butt... they were all equally proportioned... i just kept wondering how would it feel just to cuddle him...

after an hour or so of discussion... he dismissed the class... i tried to stall so i can stare at him some more by pretending to organize my things... he was still in the room erasing the chalkboard so he had his back on me... every stroke he made to erase the writing on the board his bely would jiggle... it was really fun to watch... when he finished, he collected his things and was about to exit the room when he saw that i was the only one in the room... he called me and said "coming?"... "yes, sir... one moment" i said as i collected my bag when went for the door... he let me exit first... i went out of the room and was not even a couple of steps away from him when he gave me a pat on my back... he said "don't be late next meeting, huh? mr. ******"... i jokingly replied "with all due respect sir, you were the one that was late."... he laughed at this and told me he'll do good next time... hihihihi ^^ that was a nice class i though to myself... i hope every meeting in that subject would be like that...

wow... didn't realize that i wrote a novel-like piece here... sorry for taking up so much space in this blog and taking up most of your time reading... but all the same, i hope you liked it ^^;

well that's it for now... got to study... and lots of house chores to do... 'til next time... yutarotanaka... OUT! [kzzzt!]

Queer Eye 4 a Str8 Guy !!!

Has been ages since I wrote to this blog. Encounters are plenty but not as good as this one..

It was one monday night.. weather was hot and I was kinda bored. Called up a few friends and asked them out. "Hey ya'ol!!.. wanna chill.. i'm kinda bored.. need to find some cheap frills and thrills.. and something loud". We all met up and went for dinner at my usual place... feasted our eyes on the cute chub at the counter. After much conversation and debate, we had agree to go to this new disco cum pub place in town.

Upon our arrival, the place was closed. The only guy in sight was the bouncer cum night-guard. He was quite cute... chubby and muscular. Measuring 170cm 120kg. In the dim shades, looks very alluring with all that tall dark and handsome image. I walked to him and tried to make some small talk. He replied in a friendly manner. Both my other friends got the cue and moved away from the scene.

Both of us sat at the open air cafe. Watching some guys trying to fish along the nearby river. Our conversations moved from cars to girls to handphones to football... pretty much str8 guys stuff. The bouncer although looking very fierce.. was quite an okay guy. And to my suprise, he was only 22 years old but looks very much older than that.

Well i got brave and open-up the issue of massage, You know.. working in the grave-yard shift can take a toll on your body. "You look a little tense la... let me give you a back rub". To my suprise he agreed. So, i massage his thick neck slowly... going down the spine.. and up again. After 30 minutes or so.. "Hmm.. u have a hard belly.. need to massage that too". He turned his body and let me rub his big belly... inch by inch going down to the crotch.

I told him to lay down and boldly asked "Do i need to massage this too", while holding his crotch in one hand. He just nodded and let my eager hands go into his trousers and starts massaging hic cock. Which by now has become fully erected. I enjoyed stroking his cock.. while occasionally cars comes passing the nearby road and i had to stop for a while. My 1st time masturbating a str8 guy in public.

By now, i had opened his zippers completely exposing his massive girth and I stroking his thick shaft in a steady rhythm. Suddenly, he shouted.. "I'm gonna shoot.. i'm cumming.. cumming". I cupped my hands holding his hot sperm from shooting everywhere. There was a moan of pleasure as load after loads of jism shoots. He was still erect even after that full load. I rubbed that sticky load of cum all over my hands before washing my hands at the nearby sink, while he took a piece of cloth and wipe his wet limp dick. "Did i cum a lot?" he asked.. "Yeah a lot..." i said.

"Wow.. that was a really good massage" ... "do you mind giving me your phone number.. maybe we do this again sometime". I replied "Yeah sure.. 017-xxx-xxxx".

We continued chatting about guys stuff.. about fucking girls, pussies, marriage and stuff... like we had not done anything completely weird.

Both my friends came by to look and but we are already finished. Thus, i bid him goodbye and made a second date to meet again for another massage session. Hehehehehe

coming out of the dark

Coming Out

The beginning
It gets inside you
Eats you out
Messed you up
Refusing to accept
Squirming wasting
through narrow hole
Finding the point of entry
Which has been exhaustively
applied and tried upon
Does this opening have a home?
Or is it free for any other man
Sitting while thinking
or sitting and absorbing
Closed eyes
trembling, quivering
with tinkering thoughts
that was never there
when will there be magic

why do birds suddenly appear

ok, ok honestly i have nothing to write about but life would be so boring without us sharing something, so here goes another of my belligrent poetry, if i can call it belligrent to start with, maybe it's just a sissy and pussy puny one, maybe, anyway for my sex life? havent got any for quite some time now, encounters either chanced upon or arranged were never in the know, never in the schedule and will only bubbled to the surface strangely enough on my fecking payday. hmmm..


Lovelife


Fully equipped are you
relaunching your life
put on a facade
where
you are the all knowing
dispensing advise
masterfully
confidently succinctly

Sorting up other people's life
it's natural
Top man, good man
grinned from ear to ear

Still life less to be desired
a far cry from sorted
they are milking away
your enthusiasm
your make believe good intention
What being are you becoming
carefree and careless
yet have no one by side

So that they say
Love is never wrong
Be it so
When a lover die
Let be
For tinkering hearts and butterflied guts
Sparks moments
Cherished till death

Japanese Debu

An excerpt from an internet article regarding gay life in Japan
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In Japanese saunas one will often encounter a scene that would seem to be quite extraordinary in the West: in the hectic semi-darkness of a mixed room you will see a fat young man lying impassively on the "tatami" (reed-mat), while a handsome and muscular suitor is kneeling next to him, eagerly trying to "please" him in every possible way. These fat boys are called "chubbies" (debu) and are very popular in Japan.

They have their own specialized bars and magazines and there will always be those craving "chubbies" exclusively. Strangely enough, drag queens do not seem to command the (almost shaman-like) respect they enjoy in Thailand. Nevertheless, it is sometimes hard in Japan to determine who is, and who is not, because many young men, especially students, uninhibitedly exhibit a female (long-haired) charm that would inevitably lead to derision in the USA or in Germany. A leather-scene practically does not exist in Japan.
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:: Read More Here ::

rambling scrambling

I'm writing this with my whole love in my heart
I'm sweating here with fear of not able to express
To fall in love is the same as opening your heart
to unexplored experience
To hate is to cringe besides your bed and regretting
the aftertaste that you had impatiently implored
What with the sweet talks and promises
when reality is far away
Not everything in this world is sweet or bitter
The boundary never explicitly have existed before
Its creation was manifested
From judging hearts and extreme temperaments
So sing when you're writing
so you can drift away from your initial thoughts
and sway into a dreamy state
leaving your senses to its basic usage
The warmth of my heart transfixed to my pores
Reliving sweat streaming down my forehead
My eyes are halfly closed
as I see the apparent shadow of my fingers
distracting my view while penning this words
impermenance of life limited by space and tim

Welcome to the Singles Club (part 2)

Here's another joke...

- You know, man, I really like you.
- I like you too, man.
- No...I mean..I reeeeeaaaaallllly like you, man!
- Hey, the same here, man. You're my best friend.
- No...what I mean is...ohhh...(sighs)..Let's go to bed, man!!
- Hey, it's only 8 o clock, man. I'm not sleepy..

Yup! Getting a straight guy into bed can be a hopeless struggle.
(Daffyd Thomas - Little Britain)
The Only Gay In The Village

welcome to the single club

welcome to the single club. hik hik hik.

anyway, for a warm up, i would like to share some linguistic joke i got from a language lecturer here. here goes

a linguistic professor was lecturing to his English class one day. "In English," he said, "A double negative forms a positive. In some languages, though, such as Russian, a double negative is still a negative. However, there is no language wherein a double positive can form a negative."

A voice from the back of the room pipep up, .............. "yeah, right."

i am back

hello bloggers.

i am back.

Perhaps...

Had some free time and read thru some entries of this blog and a few chubs’. Noticed that there still exists the concern that ‘chubs are sidelined’, ‘chubs are now a force to be reckoned with’, ‘chubs are now accepted’. Funny. Amusing. Coz it’s written by chubs. Coz chubs refer themselves as a different entity. It’s like there’re gays, there’re pengkids (read: lesbians) and then there’re chubs.

Perhaps I dunno what’s going on. Perhaps I dunno they did, and still do, suffer. Perhaps I dunno what being PLU, and Malaysian, and chub felt like. I thought those beliefs were so like 5 years ago. Perhaps it still exists. Perhaps coz I dunno what the general mainstream PLUs beliefs are. Perhaps coz I’m a chaser (then again, I’m too slim to be a chub, too chub to be a slim, and not enuff meat to be a cub, so what does that make me? A slub? Scub?). Then again, does it matter? Perhaps not.

Did my own observation (not long, probably only about 4 years) and seemed like: c4cs are a confident lot, and c4ss are reserved. In a society where first impression DOES count, then perhaps that’s not a surprise at all. And yeah, it’s a highly competitive society too. I also find c4ss dress smarter than c4cs. Then again, it’s just one man’s perception. Wanna argue?

Ok, so you’re being judged by your outer appearance. So what else is new? Still, deep down, it does feel like shit when you’re judged in 10secs. Now it does make sense why everyone dresses up to go to Kak Ara. But Gucci sunglasses and Manolo Blahnik boots at 12 midnite? Ok, so no boots, but you get the idea. My god-sister Maimunah, now called Madonna, sang “Rejection is the greatest aphrodisiac”. How true.

It’s cool that chubs have their own choice of attires. I’m still looking for a cafe where the chubs cook while wearing aprons, only. Hmm, wouldn’t that make me guilty of judging them from outer appearance? Hehehe… what the hell…

Playlist
Siti Nurhaliza – Cintakan Membawamu Kembali & Takkan Ada Cinta Yang Lain (been repeating this for the past 6mths, as good as if not better than by Dewa 19 or Reza or Titi DJ)
Dayang Nurfaizah – Kau Pergi Jua
Eka Deli – Cinta Ini
Alicia Keys – If I Ain’t Got You
Eva Cassidy – Fields of Gold

funtastic friday night

good morning good evening and good night to everyone whose reading this blog ... heheh hows life goin for everyone ... mines getting better actually since the recent post breakup sessions. :) too all u who help and console and cared me back to my normal mood status i thank all of u with my greatest gratitude.
its friday im bored wat should i do ? online ?... moms gonna murder me when the bill comes(yeah i donthave streamx yet)its only 7pm ... and im already dead bored... called me ex to teman me to bleu for the 1st time ... and a few friends of ours of course and it was set... off we go.. and they actually planned to get me to a sauna for the 1st time too !! sentral hehehe here we go... bout 2 hours later we came back out was bout 10 something already( wat happened in there is another story LOL not for public viewing) came out all freshed out with an afterglow weeeeee heheh then off to dinner in jalan aloh.. there was this particular really cute daddy chub there serving the drinks cant help but to keep staring at him i mean all 4 of us which was kinda obvious... the guy came to us and ask us for our drinks we stared at him.... drooled ... stoned and fantasied all in less then 2 mins LOL hehehe yeah we had our dinner entertainment... HIM!! SO CUTE so so so cute hehe:) so after dinner walked to bleu anxious for my 1st time hehehe .. walk walk walk walk ..... tadaa bleu's staircase :) but its next to an arcade ... being a freaky gamer my self cant i was like"cant hold back... arcade pulling me in... arghhh" so off to the arcade for a game or 2 half and hour then come back out to bleu hehe went inside saw one of my friend G met his pals there and sorta introed me to then and was having my eyes on them *slurp* ... oops hehehe... went there lingered... kinda like the place really i mean u guys should give that place more attention man a little crowed is all it needs to make it great ... but since im the shy SOB there saw bob sani didnt dared to say hi and me pals was jumpin like monkeys on the dance floor just having fun ... me just listning to the music and stuff staring at the guys next table ... all u guys should know me im really shy hehehe so after all that chatting ands ff at the bar we went of fbout 1.45am went to the mamak and ate something had nice chatter with everyone ... forgot to ask number(stupid me) and we all went back happily and joyus heheh :)

now was the moral of the story ? dont be a shy idiot like me ... go get it or u'll be smackin ur self at the head feeling so stupid heheh :) enjoy guys ... hope to see some of u guys at bleu sometimes eh ? hehe

hugs
take care

Imaginary Short Chat

Me - "Why pick me? And why should I pick u?"
Chub - "U're different. I'm single and wasn't looking, until now."

"Ok, err... I'll take that as a compliment. How different is different? Who am I being benchmarked against?"
"We could talk with each other, I mean really talk. I don't have to explain what I said twice or something. I can't compare, each experience is different."

"Heheh, the same brainwave? I guess so. What are you looking for actually?"
"In early days, I go for looks. Reality kicks in when the chemistry's not there. Now I look for companion. Sex is not a priority anymore."

"Heheh, sex is probably an overrated subject. But it all depends, rite? For someone who don't get enuff, they'll want it. For those who could get it anytime they want, then they probably look for other stuffs. May I assume that that's your case?"
"...probably"

"...I guess it's just human nature yang tak pernah puas dan sentiasa nakkan leb ih."
"So what about u? What do u look for?"

"Hmmm, a friend, a mate, a partner, a consort, someone who'd run alongside with me, not in front, not at the back. I'mnot really looking, but that doesn't mean I'm not looking. Being too independent has its drawbacks. Now I have to find and, at extreme cases, create reasons why would I want to be involved with another person. Hehehe..."
"Have you found any?"

"Probably. But I dunno whether that's for real or just my own creation. Subconsiously, I would want to. There are things that used to bug me don't bug me nomore, and there are things that I used to push aside that I've started thinking about. Heheh, evolution process at work, I hope."
"...I've learnt a lot from past experience. I'd say I've done 'em all."

"...eeeerrr... ok, heheheheheh... so apa yang tinggal? And why would someone who has and tried everything would want to go thru it again?"
"Don't look at it that way. I look at it as a totally new experience."

"Well, I'm not slim, not a chub, not a cub, not stocky, not burly, not muscular. And I know u like slims. Heheh, perhaps I dun wanna define myself in a too-simple context. Ala2 everyone ni macam katak bawah tempurung, cuma saiz tempurung je berbeza dan aku akan diadili mengikut benchmark personal experience diaorg sendiri. That 'holier-than-thou' attitude yg buat aku rimas. So, why would u compromise your preference, and go for something not really suited to ur liking?"
"...becoz priority dah berubah. Aku dah cakap aku dah tak tgk rupa lagi, at least tu bukan priority. Aku kena fikir LTR, kalu ONS tu lain le. Hahahaha"

"Ahahahahahahahah... yea betull... Nak ngadap muka tiap2 hari tapi borak bosan je buat apa kan? Baik takyah jumpa lama2 utk lepak2 dll. Jumpa utk projek aja. Very specific reason and focused gitu. Hahahahahah... Ntahle... lain org lain selera... seronok lepak2 perati org ni... Hehehehhe"
"So...?"

crappy ending to a great relationship

crap,... there goes my happily ever after... my shortest relationship of my crappy life ... was really think it was gonna be a bomb... i mean how does everyone feel when they are so happy with their relationship.. all of a sudden u woke up from a noon nap and ur happy to see ur bf to msg ... and u open it ...he says he wants to end the relationship and reluctant to tell u the TRUE reason...
when u get meet him up to talk bout it ... he just gave u false reasons... when u bug him to tell u .. u gives u MORE false reasons... in the end everything was false... how would any of u feel.. to end a relationship in 21days... and not knowing the reason.
Yup... i cried for almost a week now still cant forget him... and without knowing a real reason... the most recent one i got was that he has hernia... and he is reluctant to continue with me cause he is afraid that i might get trouble taking care of him(really i dont mind taking care of him.. i really do love him) i know ive been an ass bout bugging him here and there ... but hey he yelled at me for no apperent reason too ... i was asking around for the crappy reason(yeah i know im annoying ... cause i really want to know ...) and he gave me another false reason saying"i already have a bf im just taking u for fun only" yeah i believed it ... i cried more. Then everyone said that his still single advertising in mychub channel... crap it was another lie...
i know bitching around for something is wrong ... but i ask everyone who is reading this ... would u like to know the reason that the person u really loved ..why he wants to break up?... doesnt it bug u... well it bugs me for sure
i really hope we can patch things up again... if only he would give me a chance... or at least let me know the true reason ... so i dont have to repeat my mistakes with my future relationships*sob* im actually tearing when im writing this blog...

yours truly
peeky

Kg Baru.. Oh Kg Baru...

Beberapa minggu lepas, moks ngan abu pergi makan kat Kg Baru, KL. Kami baru sahaja balik dari Penang. Singgah sekejap hilangkan penat & letih memandu. Bila kami duduk dan memesan makanan. Moks terperasan la..didepan meja kami, adalah satu kumpulan abang-abang tengah makan. Salah seorang daripada mereka tu, sorang abang chubby bear yang sangat cute. Jadi, moks pun usha la. Saja je nak cuci mata. Iskk.. makin lama tengok makin cute plak dia. Tapi macam biasalah.. moks nie penyegan orangnya, tak berani nak approach. Bila makan yang dipesan dah sampai, moks pun makan lah. Tapi tak lepas peluang ambik kesempatan mencuri-curi jeling kat abg chubby bear tadi. Tapi dia sibuk berbual dengan kawan-kawannya. So moks ingatkan setakat tu je la kot.. pencuci mata.


Hanya Gambar Hiasan sahaja...tetap cute macam tuannya

Tapi sebaliknya tidak. Rasanya dia perasan kot... sebab tiba-tiba dia senyum balik kat moks. Haiyoo.. ada response la pulak!!!. Jadi moks pun balas la balik senyuman dia dengan tersipul-sipul malu. Ada la dekat 15 minit, kami saling berbalas senyuman. Paling tak moks sangka, apabila dia dengan cara berbisik dari jauh... mengolahkan ucapan "Kita tukar nombor telefon nak?". Moks pun mengangguk saja. Dalam hati ni, terkejutnya bukan main. Maklumlah, kat dalam kedai makan tu, ramai orang. Kawan-kawan dia pulak tak sedar ke dia buat macam tu? Kes berani mati nie..

Moks pun mencapai telefon dan menunggu dengan debaran. Dia dan kawan-kawan dia bangun dulu sambil membayar harga makanan. Sebaik saja dia keluar dari kedai tu, moks ikut dari jauh dan tunggu di satu sudut celah-celah parking kereta. Dia biarkan kawan-kawanya masuk dahulu. Dan kemudian buat helah nak beli rokok.

Kami bertembung di suatu sudut parking dan dia memperkenalkan dirinya sebagai Abang Man. Memandangkan masa yang suntuk, Abg Man (bukan nama sebenar), meminta nombor telefon moks dan berjanji akan telefon kemudian selepas menghantar kawan-kawannya balik.

Keesokkan harinya, Abg Man menalifon. Seronok kami berbual. Dia mengajak moks berjumpa untuk kali kedua. Nak buat datelah nie. Tapi malangnya moks terpaksa tangguh sebab Moks kena pegi JB. Tak pe lah Abg Man, ada banyak hari lagi boleh jumpa. Dan pastinya bak kata pepatah, pucuk yang dicita tu.. harus mendatang. Hehehehe

Memang hari tu, hari bertuah untuk moks sebab dapat berkenalan dengan sorang abang chubby bear yang sangat cute.

happily ever after

lots of things happened this week
sad things and good things ... me and my ex finally broke up cause of certain reasons... yeah.. i ditched him ... cause there are certain stuff i cant stand bout him ... thats the bad thing ...
the good thing is ... after that ... some one nice enuff to came into my life to mend my broken heart ... i have fallen for him... we became attached all of a sudden... love at 1st sight u must say :P.
the bad thing again... after our attachment everythought got the bad idea of it! whats the bad thing u ask ? well everyone thought that my current bf stole me away from my ex ... saying that his the 3rd party and broke up my old relationship! OMG WHERE DID THEY GOT THAT FROM ? no stealing no bi**hing happened! its just some regular break up,patch up thing . Im just happy with my current new boyfriend :) but me and my ex are still great friends we still go out for movies and stuff nothings change much between us just that we arent the way we were before thats all.. but my current bf gets all the troubles and misunderstandings that his being the 3rd party and the evil guy and stuff .. well the truth is he aint his the best guy i known and he didnt steal me from someone he saved me from my dreaded dead relationship
oh yeah... that IS my encounter :)me and my current bf. Im happy that we found each other its so great to be in love again
hope u all are too

hugs take care
peekyboo

NASIB OH NASIB!

Hi there, it is me after a long absense! Well it has been a rough road. I have met sme chubs! Not many though! Just when you thought you met a good person, he shows his true colours! If you all remember I did write about meeting a married guy in Kuching. He asked me to remove the entry so that is what I did!

My story revolves around something called an organizer! Sebenarnya, saya tidak tahu menggunakannya! But this guy has been so insistent that I get him one! Anyway, to me it is simple! Orang dah beli awak bayar. I get SMS how do I pay you? cash or kind?? Well it makes me wonder if he is a professional like he claims he is!! Tring to get away without paying! I would probably have ended up buying something worth S$600 to be cheated of it!!

So far I have not met any genuine long term chub friends! Many are out to get a quick something out of a friendship! Well I have been bitten once too many so tak bertindak dengan permintaan this guy! Well so far it seems to be a one way communication! Saya yang selalu all dia...tak pernah satu kali dia call! A professional...I wonder??? Sms ada........I should have guessed from this!

Well not saying all malaysians are bad! Maybe I have yet to meet the correct one! But maybe somewhere out there he exists!!!!

dead lucky day

wohooo
busy busy busy dead week
few more weeks and my terms over and off to term break
had a really really great encounter afew days ago
just as i steped out of my college and out to have some food at the regular mamak i go too... as usual... 1 roti kosong 1 roti plaster and one nasi goreng ayam and coke ... nothing unusual there ...
my pet sisters called me to ask me to go for a drink at kafe flem at pyramid with them i was like why not ... so them came we went sat down drinking and opposite us there was a table of 3 big guys they arent standing up so i dont know how tall they look... but they look bout 250-280lbs-ish ...wasnt sure of their ethnic there... they dont look local yet their skin colour look kinda like a malay guy .. i was like woh.. cute stuff there... didnt know i was staring that hard ... then my pet sister was teasing "i know wat ur staring..." oh yeah btw both them know that i like big men.. they kept pushin and urging for me to make a pass at the table of men. so shy me just went for the kill ... konon ... well as i approached they were like kinda curious y i was there... stupid me ask the 1st question"erm.. me and the girls there sorta wondered that ... are u guys local?" duh then i felt stupid asking that ... then they sorta giggled abit and say" no were from honolulu, hawaii" ...woo hoo i was like holy crap!! islanders!!
so i was asking a whole lot of dumb fonded question that night ... trust me ... acting dumb works to get a conversation going ...after bout 30mins the girls came and join us too and marrily we were chatting on and on bout 2am gheese... and my fruit of labor is ...2 of them are brothers...the other is the cousin... all them sounded like tribal names ... so i called them something else i can remember clearly ...one is named chris 28.. the other nick 26 and the last one is called mack 30...and no ... their not gay ... so no luck there boys :P .Their here on a trip with the family and stuff and their living in 2 days time, and the think our traffic sistem suck big time LMAO ... that is soooo soooo soooo true... hehehe....well as our day ends and the ppl in the bar gets lesser by the time we just decided to end our session.The girls got hugs and stuff... i in other hand got a bear hug from all three..."blush" the closeness... got their e-mails and stuff and their cell numbers.. but not that i can call them i mean ... its expensive!!
went home with a satisfied look... drove home with a happy hum in me ... all the way home... there u have it my dead lucky day

Makan Angin...

Beberapa minggu lepas aku pegi KL. Bukan apa, saja nak gi shopping sket. So nak citer la. Masa nak balik atas highway tu, aku singgah la kejap kat Seremban R&R tempat favorite aku. Bukan apa, mungkin bagiku, kat sinilah konsentrasi chub cute yang paling banyak pernah ku jumpa. Selang 2 - 3 minit je.. pasti ada chub yg datang buat bahan pencuci mata. Makan kat sini pun sedap juga.

Maka tersebutlah alkisah weekend lepas, ketika aku tengah menjamu selera dengan nasik masak lomak cili padi. Adalah satu family dok sebelah meja aku nie. Bila aku toleh je... aiseh.. daddy chub salt and pepper tue beb. 40an 110kg 168cm waist 40. Terngaga mulut ku kejap. Mau tak nya.. perutnya bulat besar dan cute. Muka comel macam daddy-daddy mat salleh kat biggercity cuma dia ni melayu. Yang membuat aku terngaga bukan apa.. pakaiannya sungguh seksi. Baju T Jotun ketat body hugging.. seluar pendek paras lutut dan kasut boot. Pergh.. macho yet adorable. Sayang sekali, pouch bag kat pinggang menutup kawasan vitalnya.. cuma aku boleh bayangkan apa yang ada kat sana.

So lepas makan, aku jeling2 je la kat meja sebelah. Tak la obvious sangat.. kena cover line la sket.. takut wifenya perasan plak aku nak ngorat husband die.. ekkeeke. Memang tuah aku ari tu kot. Lepas makan dia gi toilet. Aku pon apa lagi.. ikut ler dari belakang. Sampai kat cubicle kencing, aku masuk sebelah dia. Masa kencing tu... kasi la sejeling dua. Fuiyoo mantap. Walaupun tak keras, dah lebar dan besar. Ambik masa gak org tua nie kencing.. dia biar je aku pandang. Aku pon dah macam kuching lapar.. dah org kasi tengok.. tengok je la.

Dah puas menjamu mata, dia pon ke singki. Aku ikut. Then kat cermin tu.. kami saling pandang memandang. Dia senyum aku pun senyum. Perhh.. meleleh jap. Tapi nak buat camana.. dah public toilet.. takkan nak on kat situ kot. Lagi pon wife dia sure dok tunggu kat luar. Tetiba ramai plak org masuk.. rombongan bas kot.. so dia jadi segan.. sama la ngan aku. Terus kami keluar.

So dari Seremban tu, aku usha kereta daddy tu. Ooo.. Singaporean rupanya. Mazda Estima. Patut la dressing ngancam. Aku keluar dari R&R dan terus masuk highway. Dah malas nak pikir dah.. maybe bukan rezeki kot.. kekeke. Tetiba je ada org highbeam dari belakang. Aku tengok side mirror, macam kereta daddy tadi. Aku biarkan la dia lepas.

Tapi sebaliknya, dia cucuk dari belakang kereta aku. Rapat sangat dia bawak. Aku pon apa lagi.. pecut le.. Daddy tu kejar aku.. giler.. Bole tahan jugak org tua ni race. Ada la dalam 140 - 160 aku bawak atas highway. Kami saling pintas memintas. Sesampai kat Hentian Restoran Jejantas Ayer Keroh aku masuk, daddy tu ikut aku. Penat seh.. race memalam ni. Aku keluar dari kereta, aku nampak daddy tu keluar sekali. Wife dia tengah tido (maybe mabok jalan kot). Anyway, dia angkat tangan.. aku pun balas la angkat tangan dengan sengeh-sengeh kerang busuk ku.

Aku masuk A&W dan order satu pitcher nak bawak balik umah, daddy tu pun masuk dan dok belakang aku. Berdebar-debar siot. Aku pusing dan memberikan senyuman paling memikat. Daddy tu senyum balik. Sementara menunggu order sampai, daddy tu tegur aku.
"Bole tahan jugak awak bawak tadi." suaranya yang dalam cukup membuatku tergamam.
"Uncle.. bawak lagi expert." entah napa aku tetiba aku jadi mesra plak.
Dia gelak kecik... maybe bangga kot dengan gelaran uncle
"Kalau ada masa contact la uncle... maybe kita boleh race lagi"
Daddy mengeluarkan sekeping kad dari walletnya dan memberikan padaku.
Dan dan tu jugak order sampai.. so daddy tu ambik dia punya dan blah. Tapi sebelom tu, dia sempat lagi angkat tangan sekali lagi dari pintu A&W dan aku kat kaunter memberikan lambaikan ratu. Nasib baik ler tak der org kat situ.

Sesampai kat parking, kereta daddy tu dah tak de. So baru aku teringat kad yang dia kasi tadi. Bila baca kad dia, aku sekali lagi terkejut beruks... hik hik hik..

Tengku XXXXXX
Big Boys Bikers Club !!!
012-xxx xxxx

Memory

Friday, got some shocking news thru email at 4.32pm. Twas time for sms-frenzy though the news's not certain yet. Had some home-cooked meal at my sis's place comprising of 'Ketam Masak Lada Hitam' and 'Sotong Masak Hitam' (tak baik makan sedara Berudu!). Yum! Went to Bukit Bintang for a while and then to the ever popular if-you-think-you've-got-class-don't-drink-here-go-to-Starbucks-and-you'd-smell-like-Maggee-assam-laksa-even-after-dabbing-yourself-with-lots-of-perfume Selera Kampung to meet some guys. Nizam's really into his new bf and was thinking of finding a job in East Malaysia or Brunei. He'll be having some 'tea-ceremony' soon to present himself to the parents. Went home bout 2am but had a short nap at Mobil station near Sg Besi after a heavy downpour. Was planning to have McDonald's prawn burger, coz one of the staff who's working there is kinda cute (read: chubs in uniforms) but the place closed at 12. I've to make up the theory that McDonald's trying to make people eat more hamburgers thru making their staff wear tight shirts and pants, give killer smiles while mopping the floor, bending over all over the place. I wonder if they're supposed to make fries wearing aprons, only...

Saturday, had a haircut (coz I was planning to take some passport-sized photos) and went to cc at Bangi to chat with Harry. He gave a lot of pointers, and said that I could dump my stuff over at his place if I've no where to put 'em, and that'd be a lot. The cc is run by a family whose family members and friends are mostly chubs, including one twin chubs. It did cross my mind that i got there subconsciously thru the concentrated smell of fat. Like some say, the sense of smell is the most primitive sense and most developed of all our senses. Really?

Went to Sri Petaling at 8 and hitched a ride with Hard, Fairy and JD to watch Akademi Fantasia. Got there about 8.30, after a Subaru WRC drive featuring Hard, and co-piloted by Fairy. Such display of enthusiasm for Kaer made me feel touched. With a flick of his hair while waving his invincible pass a-la 'diva datang lambat', Fairy got us thru the gate. Picked our seats on forth row. The crowd was full, but disciplined and full of enthusiasm. Everyone seems to know everyone else in those front rows. I sat quietly, sandwiched between 2 chubs. Ahh....
The stage looked smaller than what I see on tv, and so did all the contestants. Aznil was hilarious, the show was ok, I like Kaer's Episod Cinta Dari Bromley but especially their final broadway-ish show Cats' Memory. Many gave them standing ovation, including Joe, Hard, and Fairy, and yeah, they very well deserved it. The result was revealed, and Zarina was out. There was shock, and anger. Not many cried, perhaps becoz they're more angry than sad. She's cool. I always thought of her as someone who'll be in the Top 5 final. Sounds like the Top 5 would be 'Nurul, Mas, Farah, Adam, Bob'... hahahahaha. Btw, I'm eagerly waiting for Bob to appear in full Nike attire on tv. Any chance of that happening?

Went to Kak Ara to have dinner. More complaints about the result. Everyone complaint to everyone else via sms "Why Zarina?". Joe was especially pissed, and now he'd be more considering Nikki of Malaysian Idol didn't pull thru. Btw, Happy Belated Birthday, Joe!

Left for Kelana Jaya, something we all haven't done for a very long time. The mood and surrounding do have an effect over everyone else; the feeling of thrill, suspense, diva-esque made people walk slowly, with a 'lenggang' and smile. JD suddenly had a barrage of questions to everyone, questions that I believe I've asked myself about 10-12 years ago. "Why did u become one? Are you happy? What type are you looking for? Is it all about sex? Do you choose this life? Do you want to change? Why and why not? Are you t/b/v?" And so on... To JD, pick your path carefully, young man. It'll be hard to turn back. Hard said I passed the scoring marks in answering JD's questions... Yeay!  Btw, this para requires a lot explanation which I MIGHT do should I have the time later...

Sunday, Eric called and wanted me to tag along to show his friend around Putrajaya. Went to Souq to have 'Briyani Gam Batu Pahat', which is much better than the one at 'Pintu Gerbang Kg Baru' or the inconsistent-standard near Uniten. They took some pics of the bridge (Jambatan Wawasan), Istana Darul Ehsan, Perdana Putra Building and Ministry of Finance. Eric looked exceptionally happy, smiling and showing his teeth, which tells me that he had a very wonderful nite. Btw, our usual plan to have Baskin-Robbins every 31st of the month (31% off on every 31st of the month) has to be cancelled.

Went to Sri Petaling again to hitch a ride with Hard and Fairy, and off to Plaza Ampang for a karaoke session. Ajip was already there, and Teddy, Cipan and fren, Mike and Shah, and JD came by later. Those who planned to sing a lot of songs decided to sit quietly after listening to Ajip and Fairy, including yours truly. Twas a free flow of songs incl Jangan Bersedih Lagi (Shah), Tekad (Teddy & Hard), Hanya Memuji (Ajip & Fairy), Episod Cinta Dari Bromley (Fairy's tribute to Kaer), Nirmala (Ajip), U Got It Bad (Teddy), Unchained Melody (Hard) and a lot more. But I did try a few verse from Barbara Streisand's Memory, inspired after the AF concert.  Come to think of it, most songs were inspired by AF, with Fairy gave extra attention to Kaer's songs...

The five of us (Hard, Fairy, Ajip, JD, me) had dinner at Kg Baru, ordering quite a lot of things, while still complaining about yesterday's AF result. Ever the 'kipas susah-mati'. JD was back to his usual 2-words-per-hour mode. The karaoke and dinner was sponsored by Ajip (thx!), who looked none to happy with his new glasses, and planned for colorful contact lenses. Excuses? Definitely.... heheh

Monday, still listening to Barbara Streisand's Memory.