old man

i shall pretend my name is an exotic other-worldy thingy to try to hide my identity from someone i know cause it's oh-so-fun.
allow me to call myself Carmelo (i googled popular spanish names), and pretend i am new to singapore, please?

oh hello, i'm new to singapore but have explored all of it, i heard of the OCH tales and have been there before. it sure was scary, wasn't it? think you might have been there before.
oh by the way, im trying to be very subtle in asking this, but who did you go with? what were you doing there? when? how? how did you know the person you went with? did you take many photos?
nothing, just plain curiosity.

WTH seriously.
so mysterious, wow i'm so attracted to the mystery.

oh did i mention that i, Carmelo, am actually pretending to be a visitor in singapore, but am a local?
many years ago i swore never to step back into singapore because the weather was so damn hot.


yeah hello.
ugh i'm being major bitch now.
i typed an excuse for being a bitch (bad day. annoyance from surroundings.) but since it's bitchy time, i shall say, lick it up, yo.


oh yoshiyuki, what happened on 27 march?
i'm smiling sweetly now in hopes of you not judging me too much.

you see, even though you are a complete stranger and i have no idea who you are, i shall entrust you with my deepest, darkest secret, since you are so curious about it.
i love entertaining curious strangers to make more friends, and why not, flirt with them at the same time. forte much.

i have been seeing this man for a few weeks then, he was 67 years old and married to a 45 year old lady.
he wasn't good-looking, nor rich, but i liked him a lot anyways because he could drive me to and from school.
also, i could pull his stretchy skin and watch the flab swing back.
it was so fun, i live for things like that, don't we all?

i'm not sure if his wife knew, but a few weeks into our affair, she came to my house with red paint (or blood, i'll never know) and splashed it all over me.
seriously, not a drop of the paint/blood missed me.
too large surface area to cover, you see. she told me not to ever look her husband up again even though she didn't like/love him at all.
i mean, they had an age gap of 22 years.
mine and his was 49 years. and everyone knows 49 > 22.
i thought this was really unfair, like, she didn't have feelings for him, i did, so why must i give my man up, right?
then he came over and used his walking stick to beat his wife! (yeah!)
but being 22 years younger, she just karate chopped the stick and then he crawled away):
useless bum, to think that i thought he was my hero once.
it can't all be about me, right? so i decided that i'd put his family above myself and give him up back to his wife, after she promised me that she will never beat him to death.
if she ever landed him in a hospital, she would tell me.

a few months have passed, and i've only seen him badly injured once but slightly injured twice.
stupid wife, i know.
but what to do, i can't get married.

unfair, isn't it?
i hope i satisfied your curiosity sufficiently, yoshiyuki.
it's nothing but the truth, really.