Currently....

Your current relationship, if single discuss how single life is.

I Am Single.

Free.

Independent.

Alone.

Stupendous.

Amazing.

What's your choice dude?

There's an old joke that goes: Good girls say, "No;" bad girls ask, "When?"

But most men want the best of both worlds: a princess on the street and threat them with respect and a whore in the bedroom who acts like a wildcat in heat between the sheets. So just what are the advantages and disadvantages of dating bad girls and good girls? And is it possible to somehow combine the two types into one perfect woman?

Let’s look at some of the qualities embodied by the Bad Girl (BG):

The Goods on the BG

  She's fun

She party all night, drink herself into a stupor and still get up the next day and be ready for more. She'll laugh and flirt, and make you feel like a man.

  She's exciting

BG is a walking adrenaline rushes. For her, life is a roller coaster ride, and it'll get your blood singing just to be along for the trip and they never have time for introspection or depression -- they're too busy grabbing the world by the horns.

  She craves sex

She loves men and makes no bones about it. She's more than happy to fulfill any fantasy you can dream up. She's the kind who will tear up the sheets while she's screaming out her seventh orgasm in a row (you'll feel like you're the king of the sexual world). And you won't have to deal with any head games -- she's more than happy to seduce you 24/7.

  She's an eye candy

They are usually very attractive with jaw-dropping figures -- the ultimate "hot babes." They know how to walk the walk and catwalk their stuff. They automade themselves the center of male attention and love plunging necklines, bare midriffs, high heels, skirts hemmed at mid-thigh, strapless anything, and sexy lingerie (if she wears any underwear at all….hahahaha).

  She ups your status

When you have a stunner like this on your arm, all other men are jealous and women are intrigued, and immediately your stud rating soars into the stratosphere. You'll be the stuff of legends when you regale your buddies with tales from your bedroom.

The Bads on the BG

  She's untrustworthy

All men want her and she knows it, and she's definitely a serial flirt. Because she's such a sexual animal, she's apt to seduce anyone who strikes her fancy, so you shouldn't expect a BG to be loyal.

  She's dangerous

She's the type who will go 100 in a 30 kmph zone just because she likes the rush. She may be into drugs or excessive alcohol consumption. She's spontaneous, unpredictable and wild.

  She makes a bad partner

They are extremely self-obsessed and selfish. They think about one person: themselves. They're extravagant and will spend their last dime on themselves. They don't settle down comfortably. For these reasons, they usually make lousy wives and mothers, and rarely survive lifelong relationships.

  She is expensive

No low-maintenance here -- from day one she'll be looting your wallet for expensive meals, trips and jewelry. The typical BG sets a very high price on the use of her vagina, and if you don't want to cough up the cash, there'll be plenty of guys panting in the wings to pay her price.

The goods on the good girl (GG)

  She's wholesome and nice

A GG is rarely bitchy or "empowered." (there are good girls who can be a bitch when they have to) She's pleasant to be around and has a positive attitude toward life. She'll go out of her way to help you or take care of you when you're sick, and when problems arise, she'll discuss them calmly, instead of flying into a rage or screaming at you just because you're a "man."

  She's a clean slate

With her limited sexual experience, a GG doesn't have a lot of men to compare you to and won't expect you to be a world-class lover.

  She's unlikely to cheat on you

A GG tends to be homebodies, not party girls. Because she doesn't present herself in the same sexually-alluring manner that a BG does, you won't have to worry about a lot of other guys coming on to her. A GG  wants to find the one true love of her life and stay with him until death do them part, instead of seducing half the male population before she gets too old.

 She's often your best friend

She genuinely enjoys your company and gives back to you as much as she takes. When you're gone, she misses you; when you're at home, she showers you with attention (Does this type of woman really exist?).

  She's easier on finances

GG can rate low on the maintenance scale -- they're much more likely to share dating expenses (just because it's the right thing to do), and if you get married, she'll happily throw her paycheck in with yours to pay the mortgage and bills (excuse me darling..your money is mine and my money is mine alone..heheh).

She makes a good wife & mother and a typical GG is practical, down-to-earth and nurturing. She loves children. She usually comes from a good family and wants to carry on those family values in her own life.

The Bads on the GG

  She's about as exciting as vanilla

Since she'd rather stay at home reading a book than go out partying, life with a GG can be a bit uneventful.

  She can be a sexual dud

GG are often boring in bed, either from lack of experience or lack of desire. Sex with her is predictable. She rarely inspires lust and will probably wait for her man to initiate lovemaking. This can leave the typical guy very unfulfilled, his gaze straying toward that BG over there with the unfettered nipples and the long wraparound legs.

  She's fashionably comfortable

She wears her hair pulled back and little make-up. She prefers sweats and tennis shoes to mini skirts and pumps. Oftentimes, you can forget about thong underwear.

The Good to Bad…

So the question remains: Which one should you choose? The obvious answer is that the perfect woman would embody the best of both of these types -- the niceness and loyalty of the good girl and the sexual abandon of the bad girl.

While such women may exist naturally out there, it's more likely that, to achieve this ideal, you'll have to train a good girl to be bad.

How?

Well, this may not be an easy task, because many good girl have been brainwashed by mom or school into thinking that "bad" is inherently wrong. So the trick is to encourage her natural sexuality. Make her comfortable with sex. Romance her. Tell her how sexy she is when she seduces you or fulfills your fantasies -- or how satisfying it is to fulfill hers. Let her understand that great sex between the two of you can create an awesome bond, and that it is -- ultimately -- "good."

So while bad girl can be exciting, they're usually only worth it in the short term. If you can find a good girl and turn her into a sexual animal, you may just have found the perfect woman. And pretty soon, your GOOD GIRL may be asking, "When?"

-Matthew Fitzgerald, the author of Sex-Ploytation-

** Somehow I believe most Malaysian girls are GOOD GIRLS . Hehehe...but there's no harm in being a lil bit naughty :)

"Aku terima......"

 Almost half of my married friends are getting divorced. One of them is getting a divorce because her husband is having an affair with another woman. Another guy is divorcing his wife because he recently found out she was a lesbian.

 I thought when you get married you had promised to love each other till the day you die. Why the divorce? What went wrong? Is it because they got married too early or is it because it's the only way to fill up their lonely life? Did they get married because their parents decide it is time for them to do so? Did they get married because they just want children? Are those valid reasons to get married? Some people regards  marriage a gamble and thus it could go either way and it goes with this sayings "Never trust your spouse 100%".


With all these negative views about marriage, I can’t help but think about my late grandparents. They are both teachers and the most loving couple I ever knew. After their retirement every day around 5pm, both will have tea together prepared  by my Tok Yang in the garden. They would talk about everything under the sun, most frequently the wellbeing of their children and grandchildren. They walked side by side holding hands and I could hear Tok Yang occasional laugh at Tok Ayah’s jokes . Tok Ayah was really a funny man.

I want that kind of relationship, an everlasting love affair. My significant other should love me pasionately but not  too much  until I can’t breath. He has to share  my interest on music, movies and yellow. He listens when I rambled about my crummy day I had. He must be brave enough to go scuba diving once a while with me. I’m pushing it a wee bit. Hehehehe…

So what makes a happy and lasting marriage? Let me know quick because I don’t wanna stumble and fall flat on my butt on my way there…to hear him say "Aku terima..............."

There's someone waiting ..

Badaling Great Wall

 It does not matter how many times you would fall in love. When you meet a guy, you will always wonder whether that guy could be the love of your life. There are times you get scared  because you find it very difficult to trust him fully. Should you let him into your life and gradually build the trust? It all will depends on how the guy reassures you that the relationship could work out and how he can “fix you” after your heart been broken. Some broken hearts are fixable but some people with severed heart break will build great wall as high as the Great Wall of China around them..

Being in love is a great feeling and I do believe there is that one person out there waiting for you.

Where is my brain...?

If I could fly you will see me coasting through the blue sky, with the wind beneath me. My long messy hair scattering behind me as to defy the laws of physics and gravity and E=mc2. Up…up …and away I fly….

And then I will shoot upwards and see everything disappearing below me. Higher and higher I fly, where the air becomes thinner and the pressure lower and my nose starts to bleed,  tears of blood start trickling down my cheeks. I will pause in midair, take a long good look around, and let myself fall.

No, not gently, but in a rush of wind, with clouds passing by me like a waft of smoke, where potential energy turns into kinetic and I will reach terminal velocity in a matter of seconds.

In a splits of seconds.

"Honey, I'm back!" I would tell him 

If only I could locate where my brain is. J

I am a morning person

I have always been a morning person and during my school years, it was 6am. Then there was university years (which was considerably later than 6am) and now working years my morning will start at 4 am.. I can't wait for the day that I am my own boss, and I can start work whenever I want.
I think I never seem to get enough sleep especially those nights when I am on call.

Of course, the funny thing about sleeping is the moment you're on bed a thousand thoughts pass through your mind and swirling in circles like this particular train toy I once saw in Toys'R'us where the train went up and around a mountain. The tracks swirled around and around, and at the top there was this cute little station, with cute little people waiting for the train to arrive. And wouldn't you know it? Once the train reached the station, it didn't stop at all. Those poor little cute people!

  I would love to own that train set….

On certain nights, I can toss and turn in bed before my mind goes wandering off to a distant planet. Therefore, to avoid all the unnecessary wild imaginations, I prefer to hit the bed when I am really tired.

But don't you find it amazing how sometimes your brain can conjure up so many thoughts in a split second and finally end up with splitting headache? The mind will be  on the utmost alert when I'm trying to shut it off. But then again, you don't really shut it off totally  because sometime you will end up with a dream, your body is asleep but your mind is wandering.

But that is another tale to tell.

Hot or cold shower....

There are two things that I really hate but I'm still doing them until now. I hate waking up early in the morning (4.00am-5am). And I hate the cold shower that follows after that. Of course the shower part is optional, but I need the jolt of jet cold water on my body and face to fully bring me to the world of the living.

Still, if I have the money, I would not install one of those hot showers gizmo, so I could continue to enjoy that feeling of fully bringing me back to the world of the living.

A Lotus Life

The lotus is a symbol of purity. Its roots are in the mud, but the flower remains above dirty water.
 Live a lotus life. Be in the world, but unaffected by impurities.

What would be the perfect crime?

Sometimes, I imagine myself being in prison as one of the criminals, behind bars. And no, this has nothing to do with the series of Prison Break.

What is the difference between my life right now or a life in prison? What time do you have to wake up in prison I wonder……

 Definitely I will have more friends in prison (and enemies) more than what I have now since I will be cooped up in there for years. And the meals are constant compared now. Of course I might end up having to give my dessert to the head honcho (for protection bribe). Is there a head honcho

 And since there's nothing much to do in prison, except to get into fights and scheming to escape, I'll probably write more and finally manage to write a whole book.

Jeffrey Archer wrote 3 books while he was in prison. At least I could come up with one.

I could constantly work out and maintain my alluring waistline and occasionally get into scuffles and the occasional fights (battle helps to build character and hardened oneself). The best part is, I don't have to sleep alone. I'll have a cellmate. Hopefully she's not a lesbian.

Of course, the only thing lacking will be freedom.
But freedom can be overrated sometimes.

But then again, come to think of it, I won't be able to go for movies/shopping etc. anytime I want or eat whatever I want whenever I want wherever I want. That means no more cheesecake and ice cream in the middle of the night. No more watching my favourite TV shows  or computer games.

I can't call or stay online with any of my friends. No Facebooking, no blogging. I can't go out to the mall to check out new arrival of the latest fashion,  pedicure/manicure, sauna, facial, massage…….

And most of all, I can't ……hahahahaha not that I'm getting any right now anyway, which makes no difference after all. But at least being outside, the choice is always there.

Right now – I have no boyfriend.
Life in prison – No boys.

Okay, I need to get that thought out of my mind now!

Of course, I have to think of a way to get myself imprisoned but not by going around killing anyone or I would be sentence with the death penalty.

Maybe I can just shoplift or beat up any guy out there, at least I'll be behind bars for a maximum 2 years only. But come on, shoplifting? Beat a guy??

"What are you in here for, mate?" my new cellmate would ask.

"Err, shoplifting. Two bars of chocolate, to be exact".

Now, that won't leave a big impression, wouldn't it?
So tell me now, what would be the perfect crime?

To the love that never was....

"It's okay. You don't have to answer me. I understand", I lied. 

In truth, I wanted him to love me so much that it hurts. 

I didn't understand. I can never understand.


Hurting him I will not. Even if it means shattering my heart into a million pieces.

And I shall carry the shards of my broken heart with me till the end of my life. 
Let it be a reminder, to the love that never was......

Give me a reason to stay

"Give me a reason to stay."

If he asked me that, I would have given him the reason. 

The only reason that matters.

"You should stay because I want you to stay, and because I love you".
But he never did.
He said goodbye......instead.

I feel beaten. 

I have lost in my own game. 

Check, and checkmate.

Why does my heart, feels so bad?

Wake up princess....

I saw her a few days before I fly to work. She was happily chatting with friends and so was I with mine, We managed to acknowledged each other's presence with a raised eyebrow and a quick wave from afar. That was last July.

During a break from work recently I visited her.  Not just any other ordinary visit, but one to the ICU to see her in a comatose state with so many wires coming out of her fragile body.

I have visited ventilated and sedated patients in the past... but seeing own relative especially a young one in that exact condition is not something that I could stomach easily. It was a shock to us all. At the rate her condition spiralled down was unbelievable, even to the doctors who are treating her. Especially that she is only 22 years old, healthy and fit.

All we can do now is to pray for her strength and fighting spirit to strive on and will soon be ready to come out of her sleep to recover fully so we will see each other again during family gatherings/weddings for many more years to come….

Amin..

Dysmenorrhea

I suffer frequent bouts of dysmenorrhea since my first cycle started as a young girl reaching puberty and someone told me the problem would disappear when I get married.  The idea of pain-free that-time-of-the-month cycle was something that I looked forward to when I was growing up.

I had numerous incidents of allergic reactions due to incompetent doctors who kept giving me different types of painkillers when I was in pain during those growing up years of which I am still allergic to now. I already experienced a few years of marriage but am still suffering from on-off dysmenorrhea.  Such a lie!

And to those incompetent doctors, I am allergic to Paracetamol which you should have detected much earlier if you've learned your pharmacology well during medical schools instead of putting me through hell by testing different painkillers like Ibuprofen, Diclofenac,  Aspirin, Ponstan etc on me.

Anyway, some also said that the pain will go away once I've experience childbirth. Well, another lie. Like me. I have friends who already have kids but still experience dysmenorrhea episodes. I have now accepted the fact that it is something that I have to go through till menupouse. 

When it gets really unbearable, I just need to curl-up in bed for hours with a few doses of DF118 and  half a tub of vicks vapour rub…

Only in HIM we believe

I am an engineer and I practice scientific principles where logic and evidence-based practice would win hands down. It’s not a surprise that I am a bit of a sceptic when it comes to encounter with ghost but I do believe that there are other forms of beings living in this world besides us human.

Two weeks before break from work I experienced series of unfortunate events.  At first, we thought they were just that simply unfortunate events. But on the second day of our holidays while he was behind the wheel heading for la Xara, something unexplained happened. I was suddenly sweating, my eyes turned bloodshot, breathed sounded like a bear and spoke incoherently. Mom said that I was possessed by some evil sea spirit. That was when I was forced to fly home.

I have of course encountered some forms of those beings when I was studying in the boarding school. I was an early bird and particularly love to do my washing at 4 -5am in the morning after a good night sleep so I didn't have to queue to use the washing machine and I got to choose the best spot for drying up my clothes.

The chances of bumping into those other-than-human beings were pretty high at those early hours in the morning. Those that I can still remember were: a scary-faced old lady standing by the water cooler when I was staying at Block A and a smiling kakak 'senior' sleeping on the bed next to mine although the real person was actually out of the school that weekend.

I never really give it much thought, afteral the only ghost killing human that we have seen or heard are only in movies.

…..there are more weird and unexplained things happened, affecting me physically and emotionally after the la Xara incident .  Alhamdulillah, we managed to get help from an in ustaz in KT and the 'disturbance' was removed. 

It was the fourth time his parents ask my hand for their son but it is someone else that I see walking beside me…  

Only in Him we believe and to fear other beings is simply... wrong.

Lotus ...

A stranger I met two years ago on a plane told me, “You are like the lotus flower which grows in the muddy water but you will not be “impure or polluted” by the mud ” . 

I hope and pray what he said is true.

Ya Allah'''', please give me the strength to go through this hurdles, keep me focused and not stray from my initial goal.

I have people coming to me and said I have lots of money to be traveling all the time. But we are all different in our own ways and priorities... *wink*wink .. But traveling is my choice ….

“….travel is the only thing you buy, that makes you rich…..”