FINICKYMUNCHED/BUBBLEFELINED
First of all.
The saga had a closure.
I feel liberated. I feel good.
If only you can see the mesmerising sweet smile on me right now.
But, the talk had took up most of the time I had wanted to leave for this entry. *pouts*
Anyway.
The 2 gorgeous people I had met, by now you would have known, were *cough* two of my favourite bloggers of all time, Bubblemunche(XXXX), and Finicky Feline(XXXXXX).
Yes, Bubblemunche, or fictitious Eddy Neo to some.
Or, a totally fresh character to others, who had located him elsewhere on the blogosphere.
And sorry to disappoint some of you peepz out there, we, the 2 brilliant ladies, had popped his meet-the-bloggers cherry.
We were his firsts.
It could have been me, and just me, only.
Boohoohoo.
It was last evening, after an eventless, homebound day.
BB: I’m scared of all the blog politics too….
BB: That’s why…..
BB: No meet-ups for me 
!
Ting: yah..
BB: Anyway..
BB: This is a bad time..
BB: But..
BB: Wanna meet-up for dinner somday?
BB: Haha..
Ting: yes.. 
Ting: with FF?
BB: I’m curious about how FF’s like
BB: Eh..
BB: I do things on impulse..
BB: I might regret this.. but oh well… 
Ting: Tomorrow?
BB: Can also
Ting: Ok set.
Ting: YOU DIE.
Muahaha. I set the date right on the spot so I could leave no room for him to regret.
Hurhurhur.
Jurong Point. 6.30pm. Outside Giordano, the trio agreed.
*Cough* Obviously, someone was blardy late cos she was blogging slightly delayed. And the other two were *gasp* early!
But no, FF didn’t go up to BB to identify herself though she had spotted him with the description he had provided me with – an ugly green jacket.
I shall not blog about how FF and I were so blardy, freaking shy(yes, shove it into your minds that WE GET SHY TOO!) that, we actually walked into the mall, and immediately U-turned out of the entrance cos we didn’t dare to approach him.
We held our hands, and were a bundle of nerves.
Jitters.
Finally, we walked up to him.
My head bowed. Eyes focusing on the floor hoping he would not realise I was without a hint of makeup.
Handshakes were exchanged, and his amicable laughter, framed by the giant pimple on his chin, broke the ice. I giggled nervously.
Dinner was at Fish & Co.
Audible gasps were heard when we sat down, when the man removed his top jacket to reveal the magnificent sight beneath.
Oh.My.God.
*Holds breath*
Lo and behold. The sight before us.
He had plotted this, I am sure.
We swooned. We got slightly moist from the oozing beads of sweat. We were in need of a cold shower.
*ROARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR*
UNIFORM, YOU KNOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
We didn’t need to order anything. We then had him for dinner.
I wish No, we were too shy. We are prim and proper ladies. Very demure, too.
We were informed soup of the day was ‘lamb chop’.
I was grossly disappointed when clam chowder was served instead.
We had an animated dinner, filled with explicit detailed insights to post-Eddy Neo days, and we even thought of filling ‘Scarlett, Bubblemunche, Finicky Feline’ on the feedback form.
Woooooooooooooooosh. THAT uniform, again.
Bubblemunche has very nice, big eyes, but a very small face.
Finicky Feline has very hairy arms. Does that make her a very horny person?
Even if she is, you would never guess from her demure Japanese Korean porn star look.
In her haughty words, ‘hey it’s not my fault i look so innocent and sweet. I was born with it, baby.’
Bleah.
Scarlett Ting? She is much more cheerful than what they had expected. Or so they said.
Verdict of Bubblemunche?
Mr Sweetheart.
He insisted on getting the bill(next time, bring him to Equinox or something).
We adjourned to Swensen’s, where we had freaking sinful desserts.
Finicky Feline had a swollen eye, and the sweetheart promptly left his seat, rushed down the escalator, ran into the mall, down the escalator again, to get some eyedrops from the pharmacy.
Imagine my utter flabbergastion when he was back with a pack of lozenges as well, cos I was coughing relentlessly for the evening.
He even requested for a glass of warm water for me.
*Ting cues* Everyone, says ‘Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwww………….’ with me.
Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww….
*Smitten*
Were we on earth? Couldn’t be. No such guys still exist!
Over dinner, the duo were pretty curious about Jayaxe, whom I had the *cough* honour to meet up many moons ago.
A call was then made to the other sweetie(yes, in fact, Bubblemunche does remind me very much of Jayaxe’s gentlemanly, sweet-soul ways), and the smart one guessed their identities accurately.
We must all meet up for a game of mahjong, or dinner one day.
Must make them wear uniforms.
*ROARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR*
The 3 of us took the train, and it was on the platform, where I rolled up Bubblemunche’s sleeve to reveal his hard, stiff, thick…. bicep.
Finicky Feline and I, held on to each other for support.
Thanks Bubblemunche. It was a great pleasure.
Seeing you in uniform Admiring your biceps Meeting you, that is.
This Bubblemunche fellow sounds gay to me! Be wary!
You speak bad about him, I smack you then you know!
Jealous brat la you! Shoo. Go away.
Good actors, you both are!
hahahahahaha!
Your Bubblemuche does not look like bubblemuche! I thought the Bubblemuche is supposed to look nerdy? What happen to his gel-coated hair, and big-rimmed specs?
Ask him to come back to blogging eh. We miss him!
-YoYo-
haha… cool that you guys had a great night out
the day i found his entries entertaining was the day he closed his archives.. and blog.
*collapse*
i have a guy friend who wears the same uniform… but somehow, he doesn’t have ur friend’s gentleman manners n girls definitely dun swoon at the sight of him…
so cool! i wanna meet you guys!
It’s a pity his blog closed just as you mentioned him… now I’ll never know what the fuss was about.
Wow… Bubblemuche looks great! Arghh… I have this thing about guys in uniform. Seriously a turn on! Hehe… Come on. Get him to blog again.
Nabeh. Hairy arms?!
His biceps damn sexy sia.
ningx: what actors *blink blink*
YoYo: We also think ‘our’ bubblemunche does not look like bubblemunche. He must be a fake! Hmphf.
We met Ah Hock, not Eddy Neo. Muahaha. I am sure he’s already reading all the messages here online.
tiger: Yup, simple, sweet and nice!
kenneth: HORHOR mus be you that make him close his blog.
anonymous: Like i said haha, this guy is a gem and is so rare. Unbelievable.
screwy skeptic: Yup, he closed down his blog more than a month ago.. and we all misses him. But i think he has it archived somewhere, mebbe, just mebbe, we should all have a petition or something.
amithyst: Cannnnnn if you manage to stalk where we are.
annabella: You are not alone baby. My heart races when one in uniform walks past. WOOHOO. Bubblemunche, you hearing this? turn on leh.
ff: Yah… I noticed! Cos I got also. Muahaha.
yah, somemore wrap in uniform.. can see cannot see, and threaten to burst out of the sleeve….
-slurp-
A properly trained young swain in Singapore….I really didn’t think they existed in Sg anymore! Bubblemunche proved me wrong….uniform and gentlemanly ways very impressive……wooooo
SWOON SWOON!
Hahaha…! I would’ve to said, technically, you’ve finally gone on a date already. So you can’t moan no more about not having any guy to date you now. Do try to meet the guy in his civis 1st before you go head over heals, cause you might just have been smitten by his uniform & not the real him & that would not be fair to him. Sss…:]
P.S: Hmm! Airforce, hmm!
How can two girls be shy when meeting just a guy?! Hehe.
Sad to say, I’ve got no biceps. If I have anything, is a stomach. Like Kenny Sia. Nice in uniform too. Hahaha.
Hey!
Anonymous that calls others blur is back. Gosh. I saw you at Chinese Gardens Mrt station the day you went to meet them!You were going up the escalator on the right.My bf n i were debating if it was really you.And I wasnt too sure if you would be comfortable if i said hi.
ask me to stalk you. trying to sabo rite. i dun want to end up on sassyjan blog like that… *cough* james character.
so evil you!
raf: Yah man, so few only leh… tsk tsk. Singapore should groom more.
barffie: Slurp slurp!
snake: I think you don’t really know the difference between a date and a casual meet up with friends.
duh.
its not a date.
but hahaha head over heels. sadly i dun feel that yet.. or else everytime national day i would have fainted while watching the parade. hehee
jx: can lorrrrr we r very shy one!
tummy… i like
anonymous: why is it everyone always see me on the day when i have no make up on??????????????????????????????????????????
i swear i will have full make up wherever i go next time.
argghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
next time say hi k.
amithyst: True true, I might just blog about it hahahaha… like i did for every other guy who had stalked me.
&$$^#^%#%!@ scary u noe :X but u identify yourself then i would write a better account, ok?
lol. is he a regular?
wah…. so many visitors, your photobucket bandwidth exceeded again!
lun, i never check. mebbe he is large.
tiger: Grrrr… i think cos of the sudden influx of people looking for bubblemunche la.
HAHA! i somewhat expected that kinda answer. i just realised something also leh. he IPPT GOLD LEH! FIT AH!
Ayeeeeeeeeeeeeer!!!
!!!!
Tonight cannot sleep ah….
Bubblemunche…. soooo… handsome!!!
wahahahaha.
Err.. my brother is a navy regular.. but i bet you will vomit if u seen him.. haha..opps.. what a bad sis i am.. :p
lun: of cos he is, thus the *smitten* biceps..
pat: hiak hiak hiak.. I hope you are not a panda today..
Wahhh chocolove: heng i not your sister!! :X Muahaha.. yah la.. not everyone can carry off the uniform, ya know.. unless of cos, his name is bubblemunche or something
I realised some girls have a secret fetish for biceps and men in uniform. hmm…
kinky nomad: secret fetish? NO WAY! It’s out in the open.
WE DO HAVE a thing for uniforms.. and to me, a guy’s arms are the sexiest part of the body.