8 FACTS ABOUT ME.

facts of about me...

Thanks to Calvin who had tagged me about 8 things about me, now I have to reveal more stuff about myself. Basically, I’m a shy person, nothing ordinary about myself, just an average Joe out there who seeks to enjoy the finer things in life and at times, in the pursuit of happiness, joy and well, wealth if can!

I actually have more things to add on, but since the number 8 was given and it was the 8th yesterday, I wondered if this had to do with some Chinese superstition about the “fatt” number? Ok here goes: -

Fact # 1

I owed my existence in this world if not for the demise of my elder sister who passed away from cancer. She had to give her life away so that I can be born into this world. The existing family consists of 1 girl & 2 guys, and my dad, understandably favored girls that he wanted another one to replace the one that had passed on.

They did get a child but not a girl but a boy yet in many ways, still part of the twilight side. It was a half-half, so I guess it’s a pretty good trade-off for my parents but of course they would not know about this. (or maybe my mom knows but does not talk about it)

Fact # 2

When I was in primary & secondary school, I joined the scout’s movement and was pretty much active doing outdoor activities. There was an outing, if I remembered was when I was in Sec 2.

It was an annual camping trip involving the seniors and juniors of our school during one of the school holidays. Not very sure where we went to, but all I know it was a big affair and we had to be dressed immaculately in our uniform. All the drill marches we had so tiredly practiced were perfected out at the place we congregated.

As usual, when it came to such outdoor activity, we had to sleep in camps and where there are boys and camps, there are bound to be little touching going here and there. I remembered waking up in the middle of the night and we went to “sabo” (sabotage) our fellow scouts.

What we did was, first, very carefully take off their shorts & underwear and then squeeze toothpaste onto their dicks. Believe me, the sensational feeling of having your dicks covered in toothpaste is something you would not want to have (as I have had a similar experience before). But, for me, it was the thrill of actually seeing all of the boy’s jewels!

Fact # 3
I had my first taste of a blowjob when I was merely at a tender age of 15. He was 18 and lived two houses away from me. A guy whom I really liked, tall and also cute, he gave me tuition for mathematics (I was really weak in that subject).

So for two afternoons, I will go to his place after lunch and then he will coach me on the subject for like an hour or sometimes even longer. His parents were always away and left to our devices of being in a house alone and the fact that I was already beginning to explore my own sexuality, any hints of sexual sense will trigger me instantly!

There was one afternoon, after finishing my usual trigonometry, he shoved me a copy of a porn magazine. I was like surprised and then, looking at it, it was a straight magazine. I could tell the couple doing it and how one of the pictures showed this girl giving a blowjob to the other guy.

An erection soon triggered not because of the boobs but because of the guy’s splendid dicks. I guess my 18-year-old guy noticed it and soon, asked me if I wanted to feel how it felt like to have someone sucking?

I distinctively remembered swallowing my own saliva as I was nervous and then I just said yes, how could I feel it? (Perhaps he will tell me go find a prostitute to do it?) He said he could do it for me but it will be our only secret and no one was to know about it. Of course I agreed to it, he was the guy I liked and fancied, so if someone dished out something as nice as this, won’t you take it?

Ok, I’m a slut but then again, don’t’ blame me, ‘cause I was still young and vulnerable. I needed to feel what its like to have an orgasmic feeling. All I can say he was very experienced and I know that from that day, it was not only once but several times of “BJs”.

my first sexual experience...

Fact # 4

I used to be very mischievous when growing up. I remembered the times, I went around my neighborhood with my friends and we will target houses with rambutan or mango trees. We will hit these houses as we know that the occupants are usually not in and thus, we will have a fun time just helping ourselves to the fruits there.

When I was 5, I remembered going to this neighbor’s place to play. They had a backyard and in that backyard, there was a rambutan & guava tree. In that rambutan tree, they had built a tree house on top of one of the branches and it was sort of our little playhouse.

However, there was a day when I was so careless, I fell down from that playhouse and only suffered minor bruises on my knees? I still have the scars to prove it but the fact was, it was like a height of two stories, and the fact that I only sustained a minor injury baffled my parents to this day. As for me, I still remember vividly the fall and how I actually used my hands and arms to block the impact and the only sustained injury happened at my legs.

Fact # 5

My favorite dish varies but I have been faithful to one particular dish…Assam Laksa. I do not know how I fell in love with this dish but whenever my mom cooks this, I can have it for lunch, dinner, supper and if there is still some left, I can have it the next day too.

When I went to Penang for a holiday, I liked this dish so much; I had it every day and almost every hour if I could. To my friends, they told that I had gone cuckoo.
Fact # 6

I’m very particular about cleanliness and neatness. It must be when I was growing up in Singapore with my maternal granny. Another thing you need to know about my family is that we have both Malaysian and Singapore bloodlines. Hence, every school holiday, I will be in Singapore staying with my maternal granny and I have to say that I have been influenced by her regimented lifestyle of cleanliness and neatness.

As I did my A-levels in Singapore, it was natural for me to stay with her, hence, day in day out, I will be subjected to her ways and so much so, I was like doing it unconditionally i.e. cleaning and arranging stuff in order.

Till this day, I can never stand a house, which is dusty or unkempt. I guess its part of my indoctrination by my ever efficient maternal “poh poh”. She was one heck of a lady who knew how to keep a place clean and neat. Her level of cleanliness is very high and I believe that no one can match her.

Just take a look at her flat in downtown Redhill. From the time you enter her place until you step into the kitchen, everything has its place. A vase or two will be stationed at strategic areas and the place will be devoid of dust. Her clothes are neatly arranged in the cupboards, the magazines / papers are neatly stacked at the intended place, the chairs are positioned at a level for her to sit comfortably…in short, its very comfy to stay in my granny’s place.

Until today, I have learnt not only to display this action in my house but also at my work. I work very systematically, and all my files and needed information are stored in an organized way. In short, that programming from “poh poh” has indeed followed me until my adulthood.

Fact # 7

I dated a girl! Yes, it happened when I was in Junior College way back in Singapore. At that time, I was at CJC (Catholic JC) and I fell for this Singaporean girl, called Irene. She was the sort of spunky girl, very humorous and also very sexy.
We were in the same class at that time, and I had to adjust studying in Singapore as my whole education life was in KL. I was nervous but I did make a few friends and one of them was this out spoken girl, Irene. Irene was the sort of girl that would make you feel instantly at ease. She is not the pretentious type and very down to earth, rare for a true blood Singaporean.

When she found out that we were lab partners and also the fact that I was from KL, she asked me a lot of things about my life and why I ended down in Singapore? I told her life in KL was fun, how I miss my friends and how I do not know why on earth my parents sent me Singapore to study. I told her about my misery of not knowing anyone and having any friends except my cousins.

She then quickly introduced me to her friends and soon, my circle of friends grew. It was also there that I met my boy-friend, what an irony yes?
Well, I was confused about my sexuality that time, so I began to explore the other side of life. It was fun knowing girls and from there, I found out that I tended to be more compassionate towards their course rather than my own. I was a good listener to Irene and would feel genuinely for her. The love I had for her was platonic in nature, and the only kiss I gave her landed on her cheeks.

Soon, Irene found out about my true calling and she instead encouraged me rather than putting a damper on me. My 1st bf was her close friend as well, and I guess thanks to her, I got to know what LOVE was about. She was and is still my best Fag Hag.

Fact # 8

I hardly throw things away. Yes, I’m the sort of sentimental kind of person. Imagine my stuff way back from childhood …the number of presents or gifts I have received; be it mementoes or even letters or cards, yes I have them all! I’m not sure why but I feel a sense of ‘déjà vu’ when I read a card or letter. It brings back memories. (I have stuff kept safely in my boxes way back to when I was in primary school)

When I look at the photos that I have in my album and if it concerns school, I will just imagine the fun that I enjoyed. It was so innocent and yet it was full of treasures of the mind. I still have my school badges from the time I was a perfect, a librarian and also the chief-in-editor of the school magazine. I looked at the school magazines that I had kept all these years and the kind of messages that friends have written for me.

It was like only yesterday that all this happy moments happened and truly, whenever I’m down and out, I will look back and think of the wonderful things that have had happened in my life.

I’m not perfect but I guess that someone up there truly cares for me and have given me such high, low, sweet & sour tokens to take along this road of life.

That’s why, whenever I tend to complain, I will think and keep on counting my blessings and that will perk up a little smile, a light or a crack of joy in my heart!

Calvin – once again, thanks for the tagging, I hope that by reading all this, you guys will understand a bit more of my complex behavior. (Actually, as I look at it, there are more memes to spill out, but then again, perhaps keep it for another day!)

I'm moving on now but sentimentality is very much me...