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		<title>A ride</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 23 Jan 2012 12:06:16 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Jess</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[With the raising cab fare, these days I don&#8217;t hesitate to accept rides. And of course both of us knew that it&#8217;s definitely going to be way more than just a ride home. I had a simple dress on that day, just a little on the flair side so I had to hold them down [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=thegirlwithsakura.wordpress.com&amp;blog=801942&amp;post=835&amp;subd=thegirlwithsakura&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>With the raising cab fare, these days I don&#8217;t hesitate to accept rides. And of course both of us knew that it&#8217;s definitely going to be way more than just a ride home.</p>
<p>I had a simple dress on that day, just a little on the flair side so I had to hold them down when the wind blows, and it&#8217;s nice and short, just the way I like it. The short dress was paired with a lacy bra once again and stockings, just for the man. Once I got into his car, things start to heat up. For some particular reasons, my already short skirt seems to get shorter, riding up all the way up my thighs, just falling short of showing my thongs. </p>
<p>There&#8217;s another reason why my thongs cannot be seen, coz it was taken off while he&#8217;s driving. Naturally after my thongs, the next to follow is my bra. I still looked decently dressed, my dress may be ride-up high but at least it&#8217;s still on me. He wanted a little more action while driving, but got a slap on the hands coz I rather he concentrate on the roads. Hey! It&#8217;s important to live another day so that I can fool around another day more.</p>
<p>Once we parked at the quiet corner, it was a whole different story. He was nice and hard from all my teasing and what can I say, I was so darn wet. So wet that he was actually pretty surpised. I guess he did not really believe me when I told him that I got wet while taking those pictures of mine. For me, it&#8217;s not so much physical than mental, I have a fantastic imagination and it goes wild every now and then.</p>
<p>Feeling just how wet I was, he plunged right in, lapping up my juices, licking my clit and then giving me a tongue-fuck, doing exactly what we texted each other during the day. Texting is actually a real good form of foreplay, but please always remember to set at least 5 minutes before you get home to clear the texts. Be cautious and play another day!</p>
<p>After that, it was his turn, I got him to seat up and revealed his manhood in full glory. First thing first, I had to lick the oh-so-delicious drop of pre-cum that was oozing out. I like to take things slow, to explore every little nook and corner so as to speak. As I circle my tongue around his head, I could hear his soft moans of pleasure, prompting me to give some attention to his shaft, licking my way down and reaching his balls. Have to be gentle here, as I gently kissed and licked his balls.</p>
<p>My tongue went up his shaft, once again circling his head, making sure that every part of being explored before I started sucking proper. With his hands resting on my head, I proceed to blow him. </p>
<p>Nope, neither of us have cummed at this point of time. We had a limited amount of time and I did not want to waste such a lovely erection. I needed some hard loving. Pushing me down on my back, he took hold of his manhood and started rubbing his head against my clit.. ever teasing, he moved downwards, placing his head right at my entrance. He stopped right at the entrance, making no moves to enter, just letting me feel how hot and hard he is, and enjoying how wet and hot I am :p</p>
<p>And then he moved, not entering but circling just around the entrance. This totally drive me crazy, I want a fuck so bad.. And suddenly without warning, he pushed all the way in, ending my &#8220;agony&#8221;. Damn it felt good, nothing beats a hard hot dick after a long day at work. I don&#8217;t want to think, I just want to fuck. </p>
<p>One thing about doing the nasty in the car, it&#8217;s a small enclosed space, so the whole smells of sex, it&#8217;s so yummy and such a turn-on. The more you fuck, the stronger the smell gets and it turns you on more, it&#8217;s a vicious cycle, in a so very good way.</p>
<p>As I had mentioned, the night ended with him cumming in my mouth, me drinking up every last drop.</p>
<p>Now isn&#8217;t this a nice post to start off the Dragon year. Happy new year to all <img src='http://s0.wp.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
<p>***<br />
I enjoy wearing short skirts to work, especially when Chip cannot keep his eyes off *winks* so if midway up the thighs is considered short, then my skirt was slut-short, being around 3&#8243; above mid-thigh. But I like it, and when Boss came over to give us angpows, I got the feeling he liked it too <img src='http://s0.wp.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' />  both of them needs to practice at their skills of ogling, too obvious.</p>
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		<title>Congress in progress</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 21 Jan 2012 05:44:56 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Jess</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[To be exact, it&#8217;s sexual congress in progress. Never knew that the word could be used in this manner, it bring a whole new dimension the next time I see congress in action.. lame.. :p Before I go on to the meat of the story, here&#8217;s a little something for the people who still bothers [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=thegirlwithsakura.wordpress.com&amp;blog=801942&amp;post=828&amp;subd=thegirlwithsakura&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>To be exact, it&#8217;s sexual congress in progress. Never knew that the word could be used in this manner, it bring a whole new dimension the next time I see congress in action.. lame.. :p</p>
<p>Before I go on to the meat of the story, here&#8217;s a little something for the people who still bothers to follow my blog.</p>
<p><a href="http://thegirlwithsakura.files.wordpress.com/2012/01/img_01821.jpg"><img class="alignnone size-medium wp-image-829" title="Lacy" src="http://thegirlwithsakura.files.wordpress.com/2012/01/img_01821.jpg?w=225&#038;h=300" alt="" width="225" height="300" /></a></p>
<p>I love lace! : )</p>
<p>After my Epic week, I took a short break and before I knew it, I met this other guy and got sucked into this whirlpool of madness. It&#8217;s good to be mad now and then, relieves stress and just makes life so much more interesting. Before the week with my dear friend, I&#8217;ve been very good, so good that I have not cheated in like 2 years. Amazing given that it&#8217;s me whom we are talking about. I totally forgot just how fun it is to have sex on the sly, to try out new things with new people. </p>
<p>I&#8217;m always amazed at how I can rationalize my cheating behavior, but hey! why can&#8217;t I be like a man and have fun? I think I am a man deep inside, but a gay man coz I like cocks.. haha..</p>
<p>So about my new beau (?), as usual, he&#8217;s totally unavailable, committed to his marriage, but needs some fun on the sideline. I like that in a man, I so do not like guys who are single and available. I dun like complication, things should be straightforward, like sex, it&#8217;s either you cum or you dun cum. </p>
<p>We met a couple of times before everything really happened, I think he have to thank my friend for starting the ball rolling, I was leaving the scene already, as I get older, the stakes are getting higher and the payout just dun seem to cut it. </p>
<p>This is a stockings man, and he got me into it as well. The feel of the stocking against my thighs, the feel of his hands running down my thighs while I have the stockings on. I never knew it can feel so good.. Stockings plus heels, makes me feel so darn sexy&#8230; he&#8217;s also the one who reminded me just how fun it is to take pics.. sexy pics of course.. I get so turn on when I&#8217;m taking photos, I have to say I&#8217;m pretty good at it, just look at the pic above, it&#8217;s sexy but not over.</p>
<p>The good thing about going out with an older guy, or I should say a financially stable guy, is that they drive. That is so important because suddenly the town is your oyster, so many make-out spots are only accessible by cars. The first time we made out in his car, I refused to let either of us cum. Why? Because it leaves so much more room for imagination. You cannot just let guys get it the first time round, once they get it, they&#8217;ll get bored. Of course he said otherwise, that if he gets it, he will want it even more. Well 2 different school of thoughts and as the girl, what I say counts. I win.</p>
<p>The second time round, all hell broke loose. Our foreplay started way before we met, all the tantalizing text messages, photos and maybe even a video or not.. I love it when he tells me just how hot I am.. Throughout the day in the office, I&#8217;m constantly wet, thinking about all the things we could do in the evening. It&#8217;s actually pretty fun to be working and aroused at the same time.</p>
<p>Things were sizzling by the time we met. So even while he&#8217;s driving, items of clothings start to disappear.. We got to this nice, quiet carpark and .. .. .. *deep breath* my mind is kinda blank right now coz all the blood is somewhere else.. I think I need to cool off a little before I can go on.</p>
<p>But what I can say, it&#8217;s a pretty great night.. he hits the right spots and damn it feel good.. We finished off with him cumming in my mouth and what can I say, I like to swallow. I like to taste him, especially when it&#8217;s mixed up with my juice. I taste good.. haha.. he can attest to that. </p>
<p>***<br />
On a side note, I just went to Millenia Walk the other day and the carpark really brings back some nice memories. I haven&#8217;t met him in ages, but the sight of the cars parked in the lonely corners.. hmm.. I&#8217;m getting back my taste for making out in cars.</p>
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		<title>Random..</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 19 Dec 2011 03:03:53 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Jess</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I like my new lacy bra.. especially when the lace edges peek out from my v-neck dress. *** Colleague A was spotted at Marina over the weekend, holding hands with a guy who cannot be her bf as he’s overseas at the moment. When asked about it.. Colleague A just replied that she hold hands [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=thegirlwithsakura.wordpress.com&amp;blog=801942&amp;post=799&amp;subd=thegirlwithsakura&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I like my new lacy bra.. especially when the lace edges peek out from my v-neck dress.</p>
<p>***<br />
Colleague A was spotted at Marina over the weekend, holding hands with a guy who cannot be her bf as he’s overseas at the moment.<br />
When asked about it.. Colleague A just replied that she hold hands with many guys but she was not at Marina last weekend. </p>
<p>She win! Handsdown..</p>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 14 Dec 2011 03:44:33 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Jess</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Some people really think that the world revolves around them. So if you are not free for a dinner which someone had arranged to celebrate someone else&#8217;s birthday, then just say you are not free and I&#8217;m totally fine about it. Don&#8217;t come and ask me if it&#8217;s ok to change it to another day [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=thegirlwithsakura.wordpress.com&amp;blog=801942&amp;post=794&amp;subd=thegirlwithsakura&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Some people really think that the world revolves around them. So if you are not free for a dinner which <i>someone</i> had arranged to celebrate <i>someone else&#8217;s</i> birthday, then just say you are not free and I&#8217;m totally fine about it. Don&#8217;t come and ask me if it&#8217;s ok to change it to another day which you are free because.. 1. I&#8217;m not the organizer 2. You are not the birthday boy 3. The world does not revolve around you.</p>
<p>I seriously don&#8217;t get it and it&#8217;s not the first time she had asked us to change a set date because she&#8217;s not free. Comon, not free then dun go lah, you think it&#8217;s so easy to set a date which everyone is free? </p>
<p>And that&#8217;s not the end.. I was clearing my leave for the year but I did not have any plans to go anywhere, just wanted to stay home and enjoy the long weekend. Then she have to jokingly tell me off for taking leave on that particular day even though I&#8217;m not planning to go anywhere, coz she wanted to take leave on the same day. Haha.. it&#8217;s so <i>not funny</i>. </p>
<p>The thing is, I&#8217;ve planned my leave waaaaaay in advance, if she cannot make her plans in advance, is that my issue?! Yes, I&#8217;m not going anywhere or doing anything special, but it&#8217;s my day off so I can jolly well do anything I want. </p>
<p>Seriously, the world do not revolve around you and I dun give a damn if you have last minute plans, because my world does not revolve around yours. </p>
<p>It&#8217;s so irritating and even though we&#8217;re on pretty good terms most of the time, such things are irritating and then she wonders why people do not like her.. Usually it&#8217;s these little things which makes people dislike someone and she simply do not get it.</p>
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		<title>Stupid people</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 01 Dec 2011 05:38:04 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Some guys are just arseholes.. Just the other day my young colleague was sharing with us on how mean her man is.. and we were like?! If he&#8217;s really that bad, why the hell are you still sticking to him?! It totally doesn&#8217;t make sense and maybe it&#8217;s a age thing but I&#8217;m so past [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=thegirlwithsakura.wordpress.com&amp;blog=801942&amp;post=790&amp;subd=thegirlwithsakura&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Some guys are just arseholes.. Just the other day my young colleague was sharing with us on how mean her man is.. and we were like?! If he&#8217;s really that bad, why the hell are you still sticking to him?! It totally doesn&#8217;t make sense and maybe it&#8217;s a age thing but I&#8217;m so past the age of believing in the fairytale that people will change. Because people will never change for love, if they do change, it&#8217;s because fundamentally they want to change for themselves, and not for their partners.</p>
<p>So just how much of an arsehole is this guy?? Before I go on, I must say that though my colleague is not a beauty, she looks pretty decent, coming from a rich family with an Ivy League degree. So she have more than enough suitors and seriously dun need this &#8220;director-level&#8221; guy in her life. Anyway in front of their common friends, he told her that if they plan to go out for the long term, he would buy her boobs.. then on another occasion, while she walked off to get something, he commented very loudly to his friends that she have an amazingly flat ass. Now how low can a guy get? If she&#8217;s seriously THAT unattractive, why the hell is he still going out with her?</p>
<p>And it gets worse.. on another night out, his friends asked him so what&#8217;s their status and instead of saying that they are dating, he went that she&#8217;s a girl who sucks him every now and then. Seriously what kind of person is this!? It&#8217;s seriously not funny and it just shows how much of a dick he is!</p>
<p>And if he&#8217;s a dick, she&#8217;s worse.. coz she CHOSE to be with a dick.. hai&#8230;</p>
<p>****<br />
I think I have a sign on my head which says, &#8220;please irritate me!&#8221; I dun understand why people constantly have to ask me stupid questions, things they already have the answer to. Like my sister asked me something about my sim card, hello.. do I look like I work in the bloody telco, how the hell would I know?! And she already have an answer to her question, so why the heck does she have to call me?! Duh..</p>
<p>And my understudy is just so irritating! Can you teach me this and that?! Hello! All the things have been taught like a few months ago! Refer to your damn notes!!</p>
<p>****<br />
Super angst today.. grr.. It&#8217;s Thursday but it totally feels like a Monday, plus it rained in the morning, plus it&#8217;s the start of the month.. omg..</p>
<p>I need to make myself happy.. Anyone wants to buy me a Prada?? Haha.. seriously getting deranged..</p>
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		<title>Epic Week</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 07 Nov 2011 03:16:25 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[And there I thought it&#8217;s gonna be yet another boring freedom month and something so epic happened. It&#8217;s something I&#8217;ve never experienced before and probably something which would never happen again. More often than not, once is enough. I&#8217;ve already got the chance to enjoy myself thoroughly for a week, so I shall learn to [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=thegirlwithsakura.wordpress.com&amp;blog=801942&amp;post=786&amp;subd=thegirlwithsakura&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>And there I thought it&#8217;s gonna be yet another boring freedom month and something so <em>epic</em> happened. It&#8217;s something I&#8217;ve never experienced before and probably something which would never happen again.</p>
<p>More often than not, once is enough. I&#8217;ve already got the chance to enjoy myself thoroughly for a week, so I shall learn to be contented.</p>
<p>Let&#8217;s start with some score keeping for the two of us:<br />
1. Sleeping with a friend. It&#8217;s a first for both of us. Me : 1 ; Him : 1<br />
2. Sleeping with someone unavailable. Me : 2 ; Him : 2<br />
3. Sleeping with someone married. Me : 2 ; Him : 3 (am I losing?)<br />
4. Sleeping with someone 5 years younger. Me : 3 ; Him : 3 (so we&#8217;re even!)</p>
<p>It&#8217;s really a crazy crazy week and it&#8217;s jus right up our alley.. We have never been normal and our idea of fun is kinda socially-unacceptable, but screw them, who cares about what is acceptable as long as we&#8217;re happy and no one gets hurt in the process. <em>(my dear, this is not immoral, it&#8217;s call amoral! remember we are above morals!)</em></p>
<p>He may be young but he&#8217;s in no way inexperienced.. But then again, he started young so.. haha.. Opps..</p>
<p>Why was the week so epic then? Coz we have known each other for 4 years, knew from the start that we&#8217;re players, pretty frequently meet up, and it took us all these years to realize that we are a perfect fit. We have a common understanding of the rules of engagement; are both emotionally unavailable; It&#8217;s jus a perfect match. Both of us were kinda rusty though, so we made the epic mistake of forgetting to buy condoms even after we talked about being safe and such.. He had to leave my place and go to a convenience store to get it, jus like a teenager! The scene was jus so funny!</p>
<p>The <em>epic-ness</em> did not end there.. After a satisfying round, we were ready for round 2 only to realize he only took out one condom and left the box in the other room with my little bitch.. Zzz.. We took that as a sign to call it a night.</p>
<p>We met up again and he slept over this time round, giving us time to enjoy each other in the night as well as the morning after. Never thought it would be so fun waking up beside a friend.</p>
<p>I think the most amazing part of this is that we can have amazing sex, then while laying naked on the bed, talk about our respective partners and other nonsense. It&#8217;s jus like the usual us on a typical night out, sans the food and clothes.. Plus a little afterglow from the sex.</p>
<p>Our relationship is so abnormal and so amazingly good.. I always felt comfortable around him as he&#8217;s the only person who really understands me and yet have no 遐想 about me. 真的很珍惜我们之间的默契。</p>
<p>The epic week had finally come to an end, quoting his words, familiarity breeds contempt. We have probably spent more time together than all our meet-ups, so it&#8217;s time to take a nice long break from each other. Till next time, take care my friend.</p>
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		<title>Bed Buddy</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 30 Oct 2011 09:26:28 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[As we were lying on the bed, talking about the interesting night and experience we had, I decided that he&#8217;s more of a Bed buddy than a Fuck buddy, because we are friends to start with, and it&#8217;s not a fling-fling kinda thing, it&#8217;s something more and yet not really a lot more.. It&#8217;s like [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=thegirlwithsakura.wordpress.com&amp;blog=801942&amp;post=782&amp;subd=thegirlwithsakura&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>As we were lying on the bed, talking about the interesting night and experience we had, I decided that he&#8217;s more of a Bed buddy than a Fuck buddy, because we are friends to start with, and it&#8217;s not a fling-fling kinda thing, it&#8217;s something more and yet not really a lot more.. It&#8217;s like a natural progression to this friendship of ours. He&#8217;s not a friend with benefit either, coz per the wiki entry, it&#8217;s a term used to describe the physical and emotional relationship between two unmarried people who engage in uncommitted sex acts. And that is a mouthful and totally 想太多了.</p>
<p>So bed buddy is simply my buddy who happens to share my bed. So yea, I have my cake in my hand and I get to eat it. Sometimes life can be good to me, I have nothing to complain about.</p>
<p><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">.. my heart is still racing a little whenever I though about what had happened.. ..</span></em></p>
<p>I think I promised I&#8217;m not gonna blog about it.. or did I? hmm.. heck, he knows me better, I have to write about this coz he&#8217;s damn cock! I spent the whole night hinting him, totally open body language and he was like.. .. 想太多 and not daring to do anything. Then I started doubting myself, does he want it as much as I do? And then the whole issue about being friends, I can lose a fb anytime of the day but not a friend. We&#8217;re friends for like so long and he&#8217;s pretty much the only person I can talk to regardless if I&#8217;m Jess or the boring-working-me.</p>
<p>The 2 of us were just super <em>&#8220;gen&#8221;</em>, so typical of our chinese school upbringing. <em>&#8220;gen&#8221;</em> is not even a chinese word, it&#8217;s something between being uptight not because you are like so but because of some other circumstances.. thank goodness I&#8217;ve passed my GP, how the world did I ever manage to ace my comprehension with this kinda lousy imprecise description.</p>
<p>Anyway we <em>&#8220;gen&#8221;</em> like the whole goddamn night, until he sent me home, stayed over a bit to wait for 6am so that there&#8217;s no midnight charge (this is the perfect excuse to get a guy who dun drive to stay over at your place after sending you home). We actually spent 2 hours watching tv, and then 6am came.. and then 630am, and then finally we could not take it anymore and kissed.. All hell broke loose then and it was just great..</p>
<p>Clothes thrown all over the place, the two of us just laying in bed naked and talking like before, it&#8217;s crazy.. good kinda crazy. And we kept asking each other, why didn&#8217;t we do this earlier?! haha.. I just that&#8217;s just us, thinking too much, trying to keep things in status quo, at the same time not satisfied with the current situation and wanting more. Then the game of hinting, of putting the bait out, then pulling back a little, trying to hook the other person.</p>
<p>Honestly, I&#8217;m happy we waited so long, it&#8217;s so much more fun this way. What can I say? I like to torture myself.</p>
<p>***<br />
Oh oh, my new groomer is super cute! I like.. and he speaks in mandarin to me <img src='http://s0.wp.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' />  ever since I&#8217;m back from Taiwan, I love it when people speak to me in mandarin (PRC not included), it just feels so comfortable. And then he has a cute smile and he praises my doggy! As I said before time and time again, flattery works very well on me, just tell me I look today and I will be very nice to you. But I have to feel that you really mean it.</p>
<p>I&#8217;m so bringing my doggy back to him for grooming <img src='http://s0.wp.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
<p>***<br />
This is my 333th post in this blog.. ehh.. someone asked me so what, well, it&#8217;s just a nice number to look at <img src='http://s0.wp.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' />  I like pretty things.</p>
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		<title>怦然</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 27 Oct 2011 14:55:41 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[愛情有時候需要一點「怦然」 所以，讓它自然的發生吧! 當你的心臟因為某人而悸動 當你的呼吸因為某人而急促 ⋯⋯ 當你的情緒因為某人而起伏 當你的眼神因為某人而膠著 當你的耳朵因為某人而聆聽 當你的世界因為某人而晴雨 記得~這就是怦然~ 怦然來了卻不懂得把握 等它成了惘然就再也來不及了 所以讓它自然發生 別想太多 好好享受吧! 太爱《我可能不會愛你》了! 这部戏真是超有fu! 赞！！haha.. an afternoon talking to a Taiwan colleague reminded me of just how much I miss the place already!! it&#8217;s only 2 weeks since I&#8217;m back but it&#8217;s like so long.. I can&#8217;t wait for my next trip [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=thegirlwithsakura.wordpress.com&amp;blog=801942&amp;post=778&amp;subd=thegirlwithsakura&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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<h3><span style="color:#800080;">愛情有時候需要一點「怦然」</span><br />
<span style="color:#800080;"> 所以，讓它自然的發生吧!</span></h3>
<h3><span style="color:#800080;">當你的心臟因為某人而悸動</span><br />
<span style="color:#800080;"> 當你的呼吸因為某人而急促</span><br />
<span style="color:#800080;"> ⋯⋯ 當你的情緒因為某人而起伏</span><br />
<span style="color:#800080;"> 當你的眼神因為某人而膠著</span><br />
<span style="color:#800080;"> 當你的耳朵因為某人而聆聽</span><br />
<span style="color:#800080;"> 當你的世界因為某人而晴雨</span><br />
<span style="color:#800080;"> 記得~這就是怦然~</span><br />
<span style="color:#800080;"> 怦然來了卻不懂得把握</span><br />
<span style="color:#800080;"> 等它成了惘然就再也來不及了</span><br />
<span style="color:#800080;"> 所以讓它自然發生</span><br />
<span style="color:#800080;"> 別想太多</span><br />
<span style="color:#800080;"> 好好享受吧!</span></h3>
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<p>太爱《我可能不會愛你》了! 这部戏真是超有fu! <strong>赞！！</strong>haha.. an afternoon talking to a Taiwan colleague reminded me of just how much I miss the place already!! it&#8217;s only 2 weeks since I&#8217;m back but it&#8217;s like so long.. I can&#8217;t wait for my next trip to Taiwan <img src='http://s0.wp.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
<p>It&#8217;s the annual freedom month, hubby have to go away for work again and it&#8217;s just being by myself. Some people hates the loneliness when they are alone, for me, I cherish every moment I have on my own. The one thing I hate about being a city dweller is the lack of space, everywhere I turn, there&#8217;s someone there. Even at home, there&#8217;s my husband who tends to nag a little too much for my liking. I like my space, and I like <span style="text-decoration:underline;">lots of space</span>.</p>
<p>With hubby being away, I can work as late as I want, and then just come home and do nothing. Dirty clothes to be washed, that can wait; dishes waiting to be washed, that can wait too; time for lunch, I think i&#8217;ll just sleep in a little longer; oh no it&#8217;s 2am and I have work tomorrow, it&#8217;s ok, I can watch just a while longer. I procrastinate, I delay, I dilly dally and there&#8217;s no one to nag at me at all.. *bliss*</p>
<p>The best part of my freedom month is the anticipation, I countdown to the day he&#8217;s back&#8230; back in my arms, back to drive me around and back to nag nag nag at me. What to do, he&#8217;s my hubby and that&#8217;s what I love about him. I might enjoy the break, but I miss him so much more.</p>
<p>This is the time to catch up on loads of stuff.. to work late and finally finish all the stuff I hate to do; to catch up on all the serials which I had no time to watch; and to catch up with friends whom I had not met in ages.. and talking about friends, I met up with a good friend lately and it&#8217;s amazing just how long we had known each other already!! from then to now, we have changed so much and nothing had changed at all.. we justify each other&#8217;s actions and I guess he&#8217;s pretty much the only person whom I can say exactly what&#8217;s on my mind and not having to worry that he will judge me.. coz he pretty much does the same things which I do! ha!</p>
<p>I haven&#8217;t told him this.. and it didn&#8217;t occur to me until much later.. amazingly, I actually felt a little 怦然 that day.. <em>没有心动，但有些怦然..</em></p>
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<p>This is officially the age of silence coz I cannot find anything to say these days.. There&#8217;s nothing I want to say on my blog.. there&#8217;s nothing I want to reply on emails.. there&#8217;s nothing I want to talk about at work.. there&#8217;s nothing.. my mind is empty.. .. .. there&#8217;s nothing..</p>
<p>It&#8217;s much worse than a writer&#8217;s block, it&#8217;s not like I&#8217;m bursting with things to say but I cannot find the words.. I just have nothing to say. Even when I&#8217;m facing boss and chip, there&#8217;s totally nothing I can say to them. Conversation used to flow freely between us, we connect and we have fun.. nowadays.. it&#8217;s just silence.</p>
<p>I used to have a lot to say, but .. .. .. I do not even know how to write this post.. I just feel like my social skills are going down down down.. I do not know how to start a conversation, and I do not know how to keep it going.</p>
<p>I miss the good old days..<br />
I miss myself..<br />
<em>when will dear Jess come back again?</em></p>
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		<description><![CDATA[My dear Chip is back, in the sense that he’s back to “normal”. He’s in a super good mood this week and he’s totally like the Chip which made me go gaga!! I dunno how long he will be back for, but for now, I’m totally enjoying the great vibes in the office. One person’s [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=thegirlwithsakura.wordpress.com&amp;blog=801942&amp;post=770&amp;subd=thegirlwithsakura&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My dear Chip is back, in the sense that he’s back to “normal”. He’s in a super good mood this week and he’s totally like the Chip which made me go gaga!! I dunno how long he will be back for, but for now, I’m totally enjoying the great vibes in the office.</p>
<p>One person’s mood can really affect the office vibes, and this week has just been such a cheery week.</p>
<p>I wore a dress to work the other day, it’s a nice dress and kinda short, just the way I like it.. and he complimented me on it!! He asked me why I dressed up so Huo La :p it’s been so long since he complimented me liao leh.. though he’s not the only one who asked me why I dressed up, obviously he’s the one who made me smile the most. Then after that, he told me that my dress is giving him skin allergies.. coz when he sees too much skin, he gets allergies.. See! My chip is totally back!! Omg omg omg..</p>
<p>He’s going away for the weekend so I texted him and guess what he said?? “Dun miss me too much!!!”</p>
<p>What can I do or say? I shall “enjoy” him while I still can!</p>
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Btw, I was checking out hungrygowhere and looking at the review for Modesto at Vivo.. Then I saw this review and I was like.. . Pizza Hut wannabe?! Who in the right mind would wanna try to be like Pizza Hut?! Then I saw more of this guy’s review and .. .. .. seriously, he do not know what is San Lou He Fen?! So I decided that his review should be ignored.</p>
<p>It’s like the other time when this friend of a friend told us whoever likes bread must like pizza.. the comment puzzled me for a while, then I realized that he associate pizza with pizza hut and deep pan pizza is the only kinda pizza which he knows.. and deep pan means bread like base.. so yah.. I find it sad coz there’s so many other good pizza around and they only know about pizza hut..  </p>
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