The Clash Of The Titans

NO, this has got nothing to do with that lame-shit-piece-of-ass they call a movie.

Reiterating what Hock Chuan mentioned 2 months ago (time warps when you endrudge yourself in such unconventional affairs) "Even when we become masters, we're still slaves to the opposite sex."

I got the opportunity to face off yet again with another high-level boss...i was strewn into bits the moment i stepped into her den. How could you be so dexterous at the age of 22..........thinking back, she didn't have to do much.....

As men, i had to proactively go out on the prowl and when that moment comes i cling onto it for practise. However, they don't have to...standing before me were older men, 3 to 4 of them each night(when its not even crowded) offering their cocks in exchange for a teasing rejection of push-pull effect... because the message was so subliminal, the conciousness of these men refuse to back down but continue their voluminous yet pathetic social pressure. Which all contribute to their demise since it is so skillfully deflected...

All the time i was in awe... How the hell could i ever pull this off... Seeking desperately for emotional connection that in the end may not even matter... Even though I've managed to adapt logistically, it all boils down to dominantly pulling off a sexual frame and i failed to deliver...

Though I've gone much further and explored a different facet this time and counts as a success in the long run. This is still an epic failure could have been avoided if I managed to fake it till i make it. It would have been that easy if I only had the guts to taste the forbidden fruit.