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I was born in Malaysia, my dad's parents were from India and he now lives in Puerto Rico. I never really knew him until my mom died from breast cancer when I was 18. I still needed her back then. She was french so I grew up in southwest france, 7 years of prison in a small village catholic boarding school, followed by 7 years of freedom in college in Toulouse, followed by a year of both in the paratroopers for military service (hell during daytime, heaven at night because I could get out to town !). I’m married with 2 kids who are wonderful and annoying like all kids. My wife is swiss and a mathematician (which is just as foreign). I regularly suspect her of being an alien from outer space. I’m a teaching assistant of french at UH, I hope to be able to continue teaching because I think I've finally found my calling. I used to make 8 times more as a suit-and-necktie IT consultant for AT&T at their world HQ in New Jersey but I didn’t care half as much and life was pretty miserable there anyway. Hawai’i is god’s freaking gift to humanity, especially if you have to raise kids. Having said that, I have to have my 3 monthes every summer in Europe. I can’t live without people around me, and I particularly miss my college buddies in France. Having a fit of laughter with your friends is a pretty convenient way to share an orgasm without having to deal with the messy homosexual copulation. I suspect that I have a borderline personality; I used to suffer from chronic boredom when I was young so I was always alone reading books. Now I’m a little less shy but I can hide it pretty well...and I still waste too much time reading on the internet. I’m quite lazy, mainly due to weaker-than-average willpower. But I just blame it on hormones. On the other hand, I don’t have much ego so I get along with almost anybody. I find other people fascinating (hence the myspace black hole where I regularly get lost). When I’m depressed I have to remind myself that the secret to happiness is to live for others and stop thinking about your own little world. Which is what I just did for the past hour ! So… Enough about me...what about you ?!

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Matou m'as-tu-vu, est-ce que tu m'entends ?Moi en t'attendant je mate ton tatooTe remémores-tu, tout à coup dans l'cou ?Tel un marabout, m'a poussé à boutTraître, m'a tendu beaucoup trop partoutM...
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Summer of love ’07

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Posted by on Mon, 06 Aug 2007 03:53:00 GMT

Another poem by Harold Pinter

American Football(A Reflection upon the Gulf War)Hallelujah!It works.We blew the shit out of them.We blew the shit right back up their own assAnd out their fucking ears.It works.We blew the shit out o...
Posted by on Fri, 02 Mar 2007 18:32:00 GMT

A poem by Harold Pinter just before the Iraq invasion in January 2003:

God Bless AmericaHere they go again,The Yanks in their armoured paradeChanting their ballads of joyAs they gallop across the big worldPraising America's God.The gutters are clogged with the deadThe on...
Posted by on Fri, 02 Mar 2007 03:28:00 GMT