Thursday 3 May 2012

"Once a Cheater, Always a Cheater.."


Sometimes when you are blessed with good looks, it can be a curse. You will be blinded by choices, but as always you will end up with the bad boys, although ideally you would want to marry the good ones. Because we women think that we could change these bad boys one day. Bullshit. Once the egg is rotten, it is irreversible.

Why we women like bad boys? We are attracted to them because they know how to sugar coat their words like Garrette’s popcorn coated with buttered-caramel. Yum! Taste sweet but extremely bad for your health and teeth. Women like any ordinary human being like to hear the good niceties.

One of the many reasons why women remain single and end up becoming spinsters is because they have been cheated by their partners. There are so many good looking women who have stopped loving human beings, instead they channel their love to animals. They will adopt a pet or something.  Or just love something. Sometimes they turned lesbians because they have given up on men.

Some women would lavish on branded goods. Others would spend thousands monthly to make themselves look good, signing up spa or Botox packages. Others become sluts and embark on sex rampage. Bottom line is, women feel insecure after their emotions have been battered and frayed by men who are serial cheaters.

When men visit prostitutes or sleep with many 'other' women aside from their partners, they expect their other halves to forgive their mistakes. But when a woman sleeps with stranger she is labeled a slut. Technically, if you compare the two equations, the answers will sum up to unscrupulous and despicable. They are the same. But it doesn’t degrade the women as lesser beings than the men, vice versa. Men are MCPs. They just can fuck those call girls or some other bitches, and then go back home still fuck their wives. WTF!

As you get older, you will realize the candidates are diminishing at the speed of lightning. By the time you hit 30, you will look around and asked yourself where have all the men who used to have major crushes on you disappeared to? Antarctica?? Mars?? Or gone to war?? DEAD?? Where are all the good men that you have rejected once upon a time? Then you heard that they were happily (maybe/maybe not) married with at least 2 kids. You will emotionally beat yourself for the wrong choices made, and start fantasizing how your offspring would look like if you were to marry Tom, Dick or Harry. When men cheat, we women become bitter. We lose our youth, our time and opportunities. We roam and search for the perfect men in fear of being cheated again. Too high expectations. By the time women lower their expectations, they are left with 3 types of rejects (i) men who are married but still want to play, (ii) divorced men who are trolleying a baggage of problems, or (iii) men who are as old as their fathers. Worse, if these ‘eligible bachelors’ are much older than their dads. Haha, who’s your daddy?? LOL.

I’m not spared too, I had my fair share of being cheated. Here's my story:

Donkey years ago, I had a five year relationship with an Asian guy. We were planning to get married. Arrangements were made and booked. We even got a flat. In that span of five years, he had cheated on me countless times. But I was a forgiving and subservient girlfriend then, so I had forgiven every single mischief. Bloody fooled me. For a couple of months he appeared like he had repented. One day, I found out that he was sleeping with a slut who was a divorcee. She was his ex-schoolmate. Back then, she was crazy about him, but he was a heartbreaker. So, the interest did not blossom until much later.

I got his mom to confess. She said he had been sneaking out in the middle of the night to go out drinking with his friends. By the end of the night he would bring a woman back and fuck her good and proper. Every night out had to end with a fuck. He was (maybe still) a horny bastard.

I was devastated. Because we had gone through countless bad times together. I shall not disclose what had happened but those bad times tainted my life. Aside from those bad happenings, he was an international relations person. He slept with so many nationalities, you name it. If I can give him a title, he would be General Secretary of the United Nations.

The weird thing was that we had sex 6 times a week. Other than those days I had my menses, we would be humping everywhere and anywhere like rabbits. It was hot, raunchy, lustful and sexciting. At least that was what I thought. Still sex wasn’t enough. Being the trophy girlfriend wasn’t enough too. Soon I noticed every time he ejaculated, it got lesser and lesser. Still, I kept quiet thinking that it was normal. No!! I was punked.

After a series of unfortunate events, I began to receive weird phone calls from women who complained to me about my ex-fiance. They were his ex-girlfriends and some sluts but I don’t know how they got my number and how they knew him. It was traumatic. They would vividly describe how they fuck and insisted I should be wary of his whereabouts. At first, I refused to believe them, but as the calls got frequent, I became worried if I had contracted any STDs. Worse, I got worried if he had started his ‘adventures’ again.

I went for check up and did some reflection. Thankfully I was okay, with no signs of STDs. I began to imagine how he fucked those women like how he fucked me. Boomerang style, helicopter style, wakeboarding style, twister style, tornado style, etc. These women and this bastard had mind-fucked me.

Like all good things, it came to an end. We broke up, and I swiftly went into depression. I kept things to myself. I didn’t want to burden anyone including my parents who were rather traditional then (now very open-minded).  But I wasn’t experienced enough to handle things on my own. It affected many important things in my life. My parents were devastated. His parents were shocked as they had no idea what went wrong till much later. My dad got hospitalized and went through a surgery because his heart couldn’t take the sudden news. I went MIA and disappeared from friends. I tried to get better, and after 1 year of drowning my sorrow with Chivas, I came out of it gradually. I lost a lot of weight and looked like a walking skeleton. I lost my nice boobies for awhile but managed to salvage them and now they are looking great. After 3 years, I've grown to be a different person with new set of goals and principles. It wasn’t an easy break up or calling off an engagement like any ordinary one.  Everyone thought it was a pack up-and-go thing. Nope it wasn’t. It was messy, heart-wrenching, ugly, and painful. He was an irresponsible man.

The best part was the slut knew my existence but still went ahead with the affair. In my heart, I wondered how can a fellow womankind be so cruel? How can you fuck a man knowing that he belongs to someone else? Are you that desperate to be fucked???

But I thank her now for taking the rotten egg away from me.  If I had been his lawfully wedded wife, I'd prolly be Singapore's Lady Gaga at IMH. Like I said before, if a man has cheated before, he will cheat again. As the slut once said “Life is too short not to enjoy it”.

So who says Asian men are better than White guys? They are all the same.

World Peace,
GS 

24 comments:

  1. Hi GS, aside from some grammatical errors, one can surely feel the angst and grief that you went through. You know what they say, what doesn't kill you.... In the end, we all become jaded and cynical in our own little ways. As for the fellow womankind - only thoughts that flash is All's fair in love and war.
    Enjoy reading your graphic blog, keep it up.

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  2. Haha, deleted the previous one because of a gramatical error. -_-

    Hello Jason. Thanks for the constructive feedback. Apologies for the numerous typo and grammatical errors. They were unpalatable and unsightly. I will proof-read my postings before publishing them next time. My mind works faster than my fingers. Besides, my index finger got injured from a recent 'digging' action. Is that a good enough excuse? LOL. Anyways, glad you drop by and I've edited the grammar. Hope it's better. Hugs, GS.

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  3. grammatical* arrggghhhhhhhhh!!!!

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  4. Hi GS, your blog strikes a cord in me. However, I would like to say that cheating applies to both sexes. Failed relationship does changed a person... When my first gf cheated on me and left, I began to make many "new girl friends" and "love" dont mean the same thing to me anymore. When my second gf again cheated and left me.. (haha.. i never learnt), it started the next chapter of my life where I found out that one could pay women for company and sex! "Love" to me is nothing but a sham. Anyway, no regrets about doing that. I was young and a horny bastard! It makes more sense to pay than to go to jail for molesting/raping strangers?

    Anway, I enjoyed reading your blog! Have Fun!

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    1. Thanks, Have Fun. Your words soothes my aching heart and menstrual cramps. Yes cheating applies to men, women and others. In fact after each experience, it makes you stronger with a protective membrane to cushion any impact that comes your way. To those who are going thru some rough times, hang it there. It will pass just like sunshine after a bad storm.

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  5. Hello GS - its a monday! Bleaaah! It just dawned on moi that you are like the Samantha equivalent from Sex n the City! hahahah... (yes it did take me quite a damn while)As for your index finger - *shudders at the thought* You should go take up yoga or something.
    Have a good week ahead!

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    1. Jason!!! you know me so well! I love SEX and the CITY!

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  6. Sorry but you get no pity from me. For rejecting all those nice decent guys and going for a bastard, you fully deserve what you got. Do you believe in Karma? Think of all the white guys that you fucked whom you probably also knew were married. You are no better.

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    1. oh dear. Angry sinkie man, I'm no angel. I have sinned but i don't care becoz i choose and decide my life path. Who are you to say i'm bad? Do you know me? have we met? to each it's own. But i agree with you, there were instances where i didnt know about those men whom i fucked were married. But we broke up soon after i found out. Maybe I'll share my stories one of these days.

      Or maybe you want to share you experiences with me?

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  7. I have gone to IMH. It's no big deal. It's not because of a man. It's because of family problems. Huge painfully Chinese family problems. Stayed there for a month. Recovered quickly and move on. There's no stigma and the people there are quite normal in real life. We listen to music, watch TV, read the news and magazines, play with the nurses, talk about our experiences and pester the nurses and doctors and healthcare workers.

    Surfed here from limpehft's blog.

    Hope u find true love. :)

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    1. OMG barfedcow! Pls share your IMH stories with me. Hope you no longer seow ting tong and fully recovered from the ordeal. Thanks for dropping by and hope u are happily fucking someone you love now.

      HUgs

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    2. I love you Grumpy Spinster! For not 'looking down' on IMH people and being so interested in our stories lol. There was a news article recently on the young and mentally ill (did u read?) and it dispels the notion of the social stigma in seeking professional help in IMH. So if u ever need it... don't be shy in seeking their services hehs. I wasn't seow ding dong when I went in and I wasn't seow ding dong when I went out. I'm really normal in real life, probably more normal than you lah. I do wish I'm fucking someone I love, but I just "quarrelled" with him on cyberspace. Sighs. Can't love be more straightforward?
      Love your humour and stories on your blog, Grumpy Spinster! You are the best!

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  8. Hi GS, I enjoy reading your frank sharing. Keep them coming. Thanks :) GS, could I seek your opinion? Do you think (when you were young, perhaps when you were in your late teens or early 20s) if you were to abstain from sex and you remained a virgin...and waited to have sex only with your husband (preferably, a man who was also a virgin and a man who had abstained from sex until marriage)....then the probability of you being happily and faithfully married....and you being satisfied in marital sex, felt fulfilled and no sense of betrayal and no bitterness....probabilty of that happening would be higher ? Possible ?

    Hugs and wish you a great week :D

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  9. Hey Sweet Sylvia,

    I don't deny your hypothesis. I shouldn't have given my virginity to Willy the 2-minute man. I shouldn't have allowed my curiosity to get the better of me. Perhaps, if I had remained a virgin till the day i got married to that very fortunate and extremely lucky man, I wouldn't be running aimlessly looking for love like...now. If only..

    I'm sad now. I need sex.

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  10. GS, i think you are addicted to sex. You should seek help, medical help.....take care.

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  11. Dear GS,

    Enjoy your blog... Do not give up hope of finding a decent man. There are still good men around.

    Cheers
    ah boy

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  12. Hi
    Just discovered your blog and enjoyed reading the entries. I feel sorry for the men that did not treasure you in the past. You have a lot to offer, and if the right one comes along, I'm sure life would be more meaningful. I hope that day would happen someday for you, even though it feels like you have given up ...

    Regards
    EastEndBoy

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  13. My ex of 9 yrs dumped me. While i was overseas working supporting her n her kids, she met a dude, and I didn't know for about a yr. It was only towards then end, when I realised her attitude towards me have changed to a point of hatred that I sense that something must be really wrong. I confronted her. She admitted it. For some reason she demanded to have sex with me on the spot, afterwhich she muttered "Gosh, I won't be doing that again!", as though to confirm to herself why she was dumping me. Or maybe it was to humiliate me. Anyway, I went into a 12 month long depressive state. 1 bottle of whiskey every nite, 6 nites of the week. Neglected my health, my work, my business.

    Then I met my wife.

    Now, I am happily married with a son of my own. Yes, deep inside I'm still a slut (hehe), but its kept surpressed since my wife doesn't believe in that lifestyle. Setbacks are necessary in life, that's the only way we know what is good when we get it. Someone once told me, "Courage, is not the absence of fear, but the ability to recognise fear, and go forward nonetheless.".

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  14. Hi! got your blog thru surfing around. anyway, I know how it felt like being cheated. Was cheated by my husband thrice in a year 2 yrs ago without me knowing it. found out when i saw his ipad msn conversations. It was devastating knowing how much I trusted him. the fact that we work in the same place makes it worse, how he did it right under my nose.

    i didn't leave him but told him that if he does it again, I'd walk and leave him in the lurch without having to see his 4 kids ever again and I'd tell his parents what a bastard he had been. They'd definitely have a heart attack, knowing how religious his parents was.

    Didnt think he mind not seeing his kids but letting his parents suffer the brunt of his actions wld set him to IMH for life I guess, being the only child.

    Anyway, he is a much better, more responsible husband now but I am still wary of his late nights or overtimes. Not letting him out of sight. Just like you, I do not condone relations with men who already married. how do u love one but fuck another?

    anyway, enjoyed reading your blog. keep 'em coming!

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  15. Wow...FIrst time reading such post from a Singaporean prespective. I am sorry to hear the hardships that you had gone through.
    I would not say its entertaining as its unfair enjoying other people's sorrows..
    Nonetheless, hope you put the pieces together and stay strong...

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  16. Been there done that Grumps...

    My GF of a few years (moved in to my place etc. so quite serious and headed to 'holy matremony' decided to cheat on me with a loser she knew from high school. I was based in West Coast US but was traveling far and wide back then working for a major Aviation company.

    The bitch would end her shift at ER then pop some caffeine pills, pick up my new Merc and go to fuck this loser she knew from high school. I eventually figured this out (as another poster mentioned) by her attitude changes and her constant state of guilt that there is something up. Eventually confirmed it by checking all the hotel addresses she had pinched in to the onboard Nav. and to top it I discovered their, how shall I put it, 'artistic' ventures captured on Camera. The bastard was a freak and even photoed their kissing!

    Anyways while obviously I was devestated and went through the usual motions of loss of confidence etc. and dealt with a painful and difficult breakup, I now come to think of this as the single best event of my whole life!

    I think if I could I would pin medals on the bastard who fucked her! Needless to say she is still single, desperate and from what I've heard semi-crazy! Ouch, I hope you never need her to diagnose you if you go to hospital! Haha

    Btw, my story does have a happy ending as I met my wife 2 years later and been happiest I've ever been since.

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  17. You are a horrible writer. Stick to writing in the stalls of the bathrooms - your numbers for guys to pick you up for a free fuck. No wonder he dumped you, ugly, pretentious, and you think you are something. You are ridiculous, child, so full of yourself and your ugliness. You should just stay in HDB and not come out.

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  18. To the above poster: It's her life, why are you guys so judgey? Sheesh. U r prob wanting her to be a sad excuse of a stay at home nobody and write sad sorry comments - exactly like you, perhaps?

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