Remember my friend Bean, the Facebook ‘poker’ and ‘flirter’? Well, turns out things went really rosy for him on Valentine’s Day. Here’s what happened:

Bean, who has never spent Valentine’s Day alone (apart from 2004’s when he was in between relationships), was determined that this year’s wouldn’t be spent alone as well. So he asked his facebook girl, Jasmine, out for dinner on Thursday.

Now, the consensus amongst our friends is that Bean has a peculiar way of looking at things. “Good heart, strange brain,” observed Sil once.

Back to Bean and Jasmine. So Bean asked Jasmine to be his Valentine (not in those words of course). Jasmine gave an ambiguous answer that Bean construed to mean ‘no’. Bean, relentless as always, went to Plan B. Continue Reading…

“Glasses equals plastic surgery,” said Nando. The girl really looked like a different person with the aid of spectacles.

“Only if it were so big it covered her whole dog face,” Kenny contended.

Nando, discernibly enamoured by the four-eyed beauty, refused to budge. He knew he was right.

Suddenly, a look of realisation formed on the previously emotionless face of Kenny. Continue Reading…

Over the last six months, my bank account has withered down to a mere fraction of what it used to be. I don’t really know where all the money went. It’s not like I bought a car or went for dinner at Lawry’s everyday. (I went once and that was Nick’s Popo’s treat, thank you nick, and thank you Nick’s Popo.)

I’m not overly ostentatious and I don’t go for many overseas vacations. In fact, the most expensive thing I recall paying for within this time period was a hundred dollar Transformer (Masterpiece Starscream). Strange… Where did it all go to? Continue Reading…

Valentine’s Day is a day for couples in love. It is also a day for the loveless. Like many holidays such as Christmas and New Year’s, the single will have their unattached status emphasised and made more apparent. As you might already know, Feb 14 is also Singles Awareness Day (SAD).

But, from personal experience, being single during Valentine’s is not all doom and gloom. Of course, there were times where I spent the whole day curled up in a fetal position in a dark and dusty corner of my room, sobbing quietly, wallowing in the pity that has become me. Then again, there were also a few times I had a really good day.

First, I will recount my previous Valentine’s experiences as one half of a couple and after this, as a single male.

I consider myself a romantic person but a lazy one. I have never planned a candlelit dinner or a picnic in the park bathed by moonlight. In fact, so far the best Valentine’s Day I have ever had was the first one I spent with a girl. This was about 10 years ago. Continue Reading…

Sab made me join.

Advertlets Contest: The chance to win RM88!

1. Advertlets has a new ad campaign for a new client that will run in multiple countries. Guess how many countries will it be running in?

Answer: The only think different that I see flashing on my Advertlets screen is the Recruit.net ad. There are 8 tiny flags, so I’m going for the answer 8.

2. February 14 is a significant date. As I am single this year, what will me and the Advertlets team most likely be spending the next few late nights working on, and announcing/launching on Feb 14? Hint: Most relationships are based on one person and how many parties? Continue Reading…

Since the advent of internet communication programs, there have been many reports of online liaisons. IRC, I remember, was a potent breeding ground for those looking for fast love or even something more. ICQ followed and catalysed the current instant messaging craze.

I recall one time when I was back in school, my friend Sil, was (as usual) chatting up a hot little number masquerading as an IBM salesgirl. So they were talking for like 20 minutes and then it was time to leave.

So Sil asked for her number. She offered him her ICQ number instead. Taken aback, he shrugged her off and sauntered away. Later on, it hit him that what he perceived as a rejection could have been the result of the evolution of courting procedures.

This afternoon, I was having lunch at Holland V with my friend, Bean. Bean was telling me about the date he was going for. So naturally I asked how he met this new girl. His answer: Facebook. Continue Reading…

30th January 2008. Wednesday. Sunny.

Singapore Slingers Game.

Sab told me the game was starting at seven. I got there at seven. She arrived at 7.30. The game started at 7.30. She says it’s because I’m always late and she has to do it this way because of that. Thank God I had my Cosmo with me.

Crowd was not bad considering it was a weekday. It was also heartening to see people of so many different races supporting one team. I guess, in a small way it’s what the country’s trying to achieve as well.

So anyway, Slingers Won. Ra Ra.

Here’s what I have learnt from watching Slingers’ games. Continue Reading…

One of the ‘Big Four’ in the English Premier League, Liverpool is chok full of talented footballers (more than a few duds as well). Their full squad consists of countless internationals but, at any one time, only 11 players can be on the pitch. I like most Liverpool fans, have my opinion of who deserves to be in the first team.

Assuming a 442 formation, no injuries and no rotations, these are my choices:

GK: Pepe Reina
A non event here. Scotty Carson’s in Villa and the rest (like Charles whatshisface) aren’t worth mentioning. Fantastic distributor of the ball. Continue Reading…

With Valentine’s Day just around the corner, the pressure is on, yet again, for those with a partner. Especially for those couples who still have a semblance of a sex life, the right gift is pretty important.

Finding a gift that impresses, in my opinion, is not difficult if a sufficient budget is available. But should you go all out, I don’t advise. The problem is this - every gift you get has to be upped the following year. And this is accumulative.

Buying a diamond ring the first year is not a clever move, unless it’s a faux diamond ring. If you plan on seeing a girl for a long time, I suggest a comb, or a nice card.

Anyway, this is the problem that I’m facing now. My girlfriend, Sab,

is probably expecting something (more than a donut with a smiley face) though she’s not saying anything. Putting myself in her cute little shoes, she probably wants a romantic candlelit dinner and a thoughtful gift thrown in as well. Continue Reading…

I was reading my issue of Cosmo just now and came to this article about pubis grooming. Two separate accounts were included in this article. The first - An attractive young girl who presumably has been around the block. The second - a professional in her 30s. The topic of discussion: Brazilian Waxing.

The first story started off with the girl, I’ll call her Cat, reliving her virgin wax job. She was 17 and didn’t know what to expect. Led to the back room of the dingy Korean parlor, Cat was told to “strip from the waist down”.

She waited, as if in a spa waiting for the therapist to leave the room. Uncomfortably for Cat, her wax technician, Greta, waited where she stood, forcing the poor little shy girl to clumsily take her boots, then jeans and frilly panties off in full view of a stranger she’d just met minutes earlier.

Before this fateful day, she had pictured the procedure to be performed gynae style; i.e. on her back with her ankles in stirrups. It wasn’t like this.

Greta, noting Cat’s acceptable state of undress, issued a command. Continue Reading…