I am Thompson Boy

The break that I took from writing and also from just being with anyone other than my friends and sexual encounters have served me well. It gave me time to think and also see how other's are doing and sometimes I wish I could bitch slap the hell out of some people. Esp gay people and their indulgence in the ugly art of self pity. And all because of one or two episodes of heartbreak and they so called lost the love of their life. Or will never find love again. This coupled with carefully selected soundtrack and song. Anyone who uses that term to begin with will spell trouble. Need to get those silly romantic storybook notion slapped out of their head. Relationships can be fun but it's not an easy thing. Sometimes it work, sometimes it doesn't. I have yet to encounter any that is working for myself but I don't go around feeling sorry for myself that I lost my one great love thinking that it would never happen again. What I do want to never happen again is probably some ...

So I have been quite busy and away - the painful part is that I can't leave my job early enough to escape a month or two of torture which entails a pitch for the current account that I am working on. That's the thing about advertising and big account, every 3-5 years there will be mandatory pitches or in other industry they called it tender to ensure fair play. The good thing about knowing that you won't stay long enough is that whatever the results, it doesn't bother you at all. Not to be selfish, I know that many people are counting on this and heads will roll if we were to lose this account. All said and done, I still gave my very best and hope that everything will be ok. After all, we endured weekends after weekends and coming back to work on two consecutive public holidays. On a much brighter note, everything will be over by today and there's the Chinese New Year holiday around the corner to pig out and rest. Also, my iPad Air is finally here and I've b...

It's not a bed of roses. Nor it's a bird in your hand is better than two in the bush. But I'll make do. And it's ok because there's you.

If there's one thing that I love in my life, that would be documentaries. I remembered back in the days when I really relish to chance to catch any episodes of National Geographic Explorer and the first thing that I made mandatory when I subscribed to cable TV was to get the documentary pack. In fact, I used to subscribe to NatGeo but those were the days...it's all about digital these days. It was during those years that I yearn to visit Egypt - I am a big Egyptology and history freak. I suppose it doesn't cost that much and so perhaps one day I will be able to fulfil a childhood dream. It isn't that safe to visit these days so who knows. It's one of those episodes that I first found out about Varanasi and it felt great to visit that place, finally. Beyond the places to go and see which I do still like, there are other subjects that I like - anything apart from automobile, machinary, guns etc...typical boy stuff, I find it disintresting though airplanes and the...

"I'm a just a girl, standing in front of a boy, asking him to love her"

It just occured to me that Gigi Leung was married (I was watching some chinese entertainment show) and the presenter keep on mentioning husband this and that named Sergio. I didn't think any Hongkie would call themselves Sergio as they would probably opt for names like Handsome or god forbid, I don't know, Tarmen or something funky. So off to google I went. Turned out to be Spanish. right I guess we can call her an SPGs but then again if you think about it again, what are the chances of meeting someone who doesn't care about your fame unless it's someone who doesn't know or care for it - easier for an Asian star to marry someone from the west. And is it so wrong to like someone who is completely different? Ok, so most SPGs are after monies but these girls do have their own money to a certain extend. I don't know about you...pickings are slim from the Chinese pond unless you are Shawn Yu. LOL. So there Michelle Yeo and Jean Todt,  and this Coco Lee marrying...

To be realistic and frank with you, I recently met up with him in the name of passing something to him (and him passing something to me) and it wasn't all that innocent. Granted that I missed him really bad, so seeing him once again is some sort of relief for me. It started off really simple, I told him that I will call him to give him the low down on something he is working on and he has no plans and asked if we can meet up since passing back stuff is something high on his list (perhaps for the we-don't-want-to-owe-each-another-anything feeling but I think he won't be able to return back everything - mainly all the love that I've given him. Not so much the stuff that I bought for him. I am classier than that...I won't ask for anything back nor be calculative about it) He was naturally as sexy and as cute as ever. Still the same boyish face that I fell for. We talked about anything and everything when finally I approached the subject on our breakup. There's alot...

I am serious and I think that I am right when I said previously that I have truly come full circle and really back at where I started. Albeit much older, sightly richer in terms of monetary and experience but everything else is the same. Maybe same ala same script different cast but not so much as time stood still kinda same. Let's recap: 1. I used to want alot of things, some of these things has changed (I'm classier now ok, no more Coach) and back then I've just stopped at want. Now I want them and I buy them. That's the good thing about being old and working hard and actually having money 2. I used to be unhappy and uncertain about life and work Now I have found a place to be happy, both life and work - for the longest time I am a happy single and have accepted myself for who I am and who I will be. In fact, I've plans for one. Not two. I have a career now and actually doing well. Not many are happy with their work and I am truly blessed in that department 3. Fr...

I know this is depressing topic but it's really my blog and I will write and say what I like. Sort of like theraphy. Usually I don't really approve of wallowing in depths of despair but I cannot help how I feel. There's a long holiday ahead of me and by right I should be enjoying and basking in every moment. However all I feel is void and there is alot of trip down memory lane, almost like a old broken VHS tape, rewinding all the moments that we've shared and just thinking about it makes me cry. Just looking at his pictures just make me cry. I don't think I am ready to look at it again, so I just put them away. As I told my friend, there are pockets here and there when I am ok, completely mindless and not thinking about anything but then there are moments in between that just hits you. Sure, it hasnt been too long but I am sure it will take some adjustment to my life. When I started, I had to make some adjustment as well...and now that I am used to that life - what ...

It's not easy for me to take things easy. Yes, me the person who constantly rush through deadlines (yes, your work was due yesterday) with precise timing and budget for delivery has to take a seat. Not just any seat but the backseat and then learn how to take off all the hats that I have learnt to wear over the years, stripping off one layer by one layer and truly understand the meaning of going with the flow and chilling aka taking it easy. Sometimes when it comes to the matter of the heart and when it involves another person, it's not as clear cut as I-want-it-now-and-I-want-it-this-way. I have to say that this has so far fast becoming the greatest lesson that I will ever learn. I know that at work, my low tolerance for shit has gotten me in small troubles here and there before and I am glad to say that I have mellowed down slightly over the years but this is my biggest challenge yet. But it's not too bad, when you actually stop, you have time to breath and look at things...

I think a lot of times esp when it comes to dealing with things in my life, it has always been instant, now now and come right this second. I suppose part of the reason being we live in a I-want-it-now world/fast food generation that any form of delayed gratification is considered a waste of time. And to be fair, in a fast moving world today, one would not expect to wait and who knows what will happen tomorrow. Who knows if there will be a tomorrow, tomorrow. This and also been reading up on some blogs and some people commented on how they would speed up on their relationship or dating, jump into the sack on their first date and so on. I am not saying that doing all that would run into the risk of a fast in and fast out relationship but rather made me questioned how did it work out for some and not for others. I do know of people who don't really have so called rules but stayed on in a relationship and are still in that relationship. In the world where this morning's news are ...

There is something that has been bothering me for sometime now and I have yet to really open up to girls about it and I think it’s about time to fess up once and for all. This goes back to a few months ago where I had a privilege of getting to know this nice fella and it was only a few weeks ago that we actually met up for a drink thing. Of course we promised to go on an actual date some day and till now, it has yet to materialize. I mean after dating or nearly getting for a few years now has taught me that this some day date thing if not pursued, will eventually turn into a never thing. However instead of being hot on the heels going after him, I took my time and well, I call him once in awhile, we exchange text messages and so on and so forth but nothing really took off. I guess I didn’t do enough and I know I didn’t. I have been complaining for the longest time that you cannot find a nice decent average looking guy in the city with a few brain cells and can speak alright English and...

Alot of work but that's life isn't it when you're in love?

You know how I want to just think about everything except for that certain four letter? Sometimes it just escapes me when I look around and see some either good looking guys or really nice people and can’t help thinking about the shoulda, woulda, coulda. I admit I am human too with needs occasionally to be hold and embraced as much as it is hard to believe. No exotic leather or patent print can replace the warmth of the human touch even though the classic bag would probably last longer than a relationship with one. I guess that’s alright because if the lifespan and excitement are the same as the latest ‘It’ bag then who am I to complain? There’s always some new stock to come and divert your attention away. Just like window shopping, I can’t help knowing some people or looking at them and half wishing for them to be mine. I know it’s crazy because I don’t even know them and yet here I am lusting over the illusion that I’ve created in mind on how good they would be for me and vice ve...

Someone told me in the course of chatting last week very seriously that he is reconsidering something. I was like erm, okay, what are you considering? You see, this person was someone whom I got to know from some personals site and we have been chatting either online or via phone for some time now. Without going into too much details, he basically told me that he thinks that I am not the right person to for him to spend his time on nor pursue any form of friendship because I am just too darn busy. I couldn’t help but to agree. Sure, I stopped calling him for some time now but that doesn’t mean he can’t do the calling. Both of us wears the pants after all and it’s not a game on who is chasing after who. Then again, I don’t even have time for myself. When I do have any, either I spend it by sleeping (In Upstairs Bitch words – need to catch up on the week’s sleep) or really go out and spend time with my friends. So this is what I have been reduced to. I really hope it’s worth it at the en...