So im a 19-years-old female, sister, f28 and brother in law came over with the kids for dinner at my parent’s house.

I was watching my nieces while dinner was getting ready, we sat down and I happened to sit next to brother in law. I was wearing a skirt and it was accidentally lifted above my knee, my brother in law looked down at my leg and made face then loudly said: “Oh shooo, Op! This is gross, you should’ve shaved, that hair isn’t supposed to be there”.

Everyone stared, I told him “if it’s not supposed to be there then why does it grow there, can you explain?” He was like “it’s just not supposed to be there”, I point at his mustache and say “well, guess the same thing can be said about your little moustache then, huh?”.

He looks at me eyes wide open, and awkward silence takes over though some laughed. My sister told me to knock it off as my brother in law got up from his chair and went inside the bathroom. My sister followed and I could hear him having a breakdown asking her if there was something wrong with his moustache, my brother and I kept giggling but dinner got cut short cause my brother in law wanted to leave.

I later got scolded by my sister saying I stepped over the line and disrespected someone who’s older than me, who’s her husband and demanded I apologize to him for insulting him and ruining dinner.

My sister said the reason my brother in law got so offended was that he considers his moustache as a symbol of his “manhood” and so I insulted his “manhood” not just made a “backhanded comment”.

She said I psychologically harmed him and should apologize for it but I’m not sure if this fixes anything except how he feels about his mustachy mustache.lol.

I tried to have a casual hook up months after my late partner passed away and couldn’t continue on…

I tried to have a casual hookup with an old flame because I didn’t want to sleep with a random man and I thought I was ready to get back out there.

Yeah, I was not ready.

Literally like a minute during penetration, I started full on sobbing. The guy immediately stopped and held me close.

I was just crying hysterically how much I miss my late partner, apologizing profusely for ruining the night and just couldn’t stop the tears.

I think the whole session lasted a total of five minutes. He stayed by my side until morning’s first light and left me without saying goodbye.

I’m sure he didn’t want to wake me, but it would’ve been nice for him to say goodbye to me. Maybe I’m just being sensitive.

My late partner is still the last man I’ve kissed and gotten intimate with in bed. He’s also the last man I’ve held hands with.

I couldn’t stop thinking about him during the moment. It only made him miss him more. To feel his touch, hear his voice and be against him.

I’m in therapy and thought I was ready, but I wasn’t ready. I feel like I’m going to be this way forever and never find another man who would love me just as much or better than he did.

My libido is completely obliterated and I have no desire to date anytime soon. I’m in therapy. It just feels like I’m going be this way forever. Would I find love again and be able to enjoy intercourse once more?

Everything just hurts.

Strange spaghetti smell whenever me and my boyfriend are f-ing. I kid you not, and please take me seriously-

Whenever we get intimate, I can smell this strong smell of garlicky tomato pasta in the air. It’s been 6 years and it’s still happening, at times, it’s not as strong, but other times I just wanna throw up.

Boyfriend had claimed it’s coming from me, even when fingering me, he “jokingly” confirms it’s me when he fingers me.

Never happened with anybody else, just with him.

Now here’s the thing. Not once, not twice, at times when we’re in bed I can smell this smell off his fingers, even in normal days when we hadn’t done anything special.

His D never smells like that, but again, when we F, it just reeks with garlic.

Lately, an unfortunate thing happened, I had contracted a sudden serious infection after intercourse with him, not sure how, I’m personally very clean, again, never ever happened to me before and I’m glad it was over with just antibiotics… I’m fearing he’s cheating on me or something.

When I’m alone, I DO NOT smell this. I feel like I’m being gaslighted. Haha

Any clue what the f is going on? I’m actually super anxious about it. Thanks!

Netizens’ comments

1. My husband used to be a chef at a restaurant. This was my life for the first 4 years of our relationship. Funnily enough, the smell stopped when he quit cooking. Garlic seeps into the skin and if you work with it enough, your fingers keep smelling even after scrubbing.
2. Also a little tidbit. Sometimes people with digestive issues, such as liver conditions, can have smells of onions and garlic in their normal body odor even if they aren’t eating large amounts of these foods.
   Some people can have medical conditions that cause their sweat to have odd garlic, onion or cheese like odors without the consumption of these foods. Sometimes these conditions are treatable.

Dating scene in SG?

hello! just curious to read some opinions from the online community regarding the topic of dating in SG, especially in your 20s. while i understand that relationship timelines differ from person to person, was just wondering what is the most common way that people start dating in SG, aside from dating apps?

even though i know i shouldn’t feel pressured by societal expectations, recently i felt a sense of urgency on this issue, especially since i’m in my third year of university and i’ve got about 1.5 years more before i’m out of the educational system. people around me have been saying things like “as you grow older, the pool of people available to choose from decreases” or “if you don’t attempt to date, how do you know what you want in a relationship?”. i guess these sentiments are true and i acknowledge that it’s advisable(?) to date someone with similar relationship experience as you, since 0 and 1 is a huge difference already; and this pool of people will only continue to decrease and people will be more experienced as you grow older. many people say that university is the best place to get to know new people through ccas, activities and classes, hence a prime time to test the waters in a way.

also to clarify, it’s not that i want to jump on the bandwagon because people in my age group are getting into relationships. i’m comfortable with where i’m at, i have a group of supportive friendships and i’m happy being able to things independently and work on myself as well; generally content with things which i’m deeply grateful for! but at the same time i also feel like i have evaluated why i want to be in a relationship and i’m ready to explore a romantic relationship as well, however i’m unsure how to go about doing it.

i’ve mostly been a wallflower through my school years, but despite that i have participated in ccas, events and activities and interacted with different people here and there. but beyond duties and friendships aside i’ve never really been interested in anyone romantically to the extent that i would like to take things further. neither has anyone approached me with romantic intent, hence i’ve never had a crush/boyfriend/situationship of that sort and it makes me feel like i’m not doing something right?

i understand that relationships go both ways, both sides have to show and reciprocate. i just don’t get how people fall so easily, or put themselves out there to attract a romantic interest? i’ve been mulling over this for some time, trying to join activities and explore options, meet new people or even reevaluate myself or my approach but i can’t seem to figure it out. my friends say i’m pretty chill, easy going and rather funny once they got to know me, though i lean towards to being a little quiet and awkward in the beginning. if it helps, i’m an intp female, so might explain some of the introversion and overthinking on my part too.

any constructive advice or discussion would be helpful!! tysm for reading and all the best to anyone facing similar issues :’)

Hello everyone,

We have been living in this unit for 5 months now. At the beginning, we did not know how the sound insulation situation was, so maybe we were a little careless about the noise – the downstairs neighbours wrote us a letter letting us know that it was bothering them, which we completely understood.

Ever since, we have been very careful: we don’t get intimate after dinner time (they seem to go to bed quite early) and we barely moan anymore.

The issue is that we’d be in the middle of it and they’d interrupt us by knocking on the ceiling to tell us to stop.

Now, the insulation is not that bad either, and we are extremely careful, so I doubt they hear more than the noise the bed can make.

Those neighbours are always at home as they don’t work. This situation is taking a toll on our life as we are having less frequent intercourse and when we are having it we still have those neighbours on our mind, which is frankly taking the enjoyment down.

Netizens’ comments

1. You could knock on their door to tell them you’re gonna f each other’s brains out now, so maybe they can go out for a nice walk
2. Order earplugs online and send them anonymously to them
3. There’s a fine line between accommodating other peoples boundaries and neglecting your own. You shouldn’t have to stop shagging just because their’s is dead, just tell them you’re entitled to living your life, if they have a problem they can contact someone who cares.
4. Yeah, it doesn’t sound like they’re being super reasonable. Try and deaden the sounds made by your bed if possible – rubber feet, furniture ‘bump’ pads on the headboard, etc.

have you encountered a pontianak/kuntilanak/langsuir? whether in singapore or some other country in southeast asia.. i’m curious! share your stories 🙂

Netizens’ comments

1. I was doing guard duty at Tekong and I smell something sweet coming from the forest side, I voiced it out and my Malay buddy slapped me quite hard on my arm and ask me to stfu
   We moved faster away and that’s it, all my encounter with pontianak 
2. These are the 2 encounters that I had with a Pontianak.
   I was a NS Policeman back in 1989, I was posted to ECP Police Post.
   During 1 of the nightshifts, together with 1 Regular and 2 other PNS, we went on a patrol in a Police Jeep. It was around 3 to 4am and it has been drizzling the whole night.
   We were driving along the bicycle path just after the “notorious” yellow lighthouse when the Regular stopped the jeep.
   Infront of us, there was a fallen tree trunk. We were told to move the trunk aside as it was blocking our path.
   All of us got off the jeep. I went to the bottom part of the trunk to lift it while my teammates tried to lift it from the top.
   As we were lifting the trunk, my teammates screamed and dropped the trunk. I heard some rustling of leaves from nearby tree branches. My Regular shouted at me to hurriedly get back into the jeep.
   Once we were all aboard, the Regular, did a speedy reverse and sped off from there and into ECP expressway.
   I am a Chinese but I do understand a bit of Malay back then. The Regular and the other 2 PNS are Malays and they were speaking in their language. I can sense the seriousness, fear and tension in their voices. I asked the Regular, Hamzah 3634 (he had since passed away in the late 90s due to kidney failure), what happened and since I am a part of the team, I should be kept in the loop.
   Hamzah asked me if I saw anything, I said I didn’t see anything but heard the rustling of tree leaves from the nearby trees.
   Hamzah told me that as he and the other 2 PNS were lifting the trunk, a Pontianak emerged from the fallen tree and jumped up into a nearby tree. They saw it with their own eyes.
   I have to admit that at the moment I heard the rustling of tree leaves, the hair on my back stood up.
   This was my first encounter with the supernatural and it was not my last.
   I eventually ROD and signed on as a Regular. During the training at PA and during the course of my career, I have encountered things or events that cannot be explained by science.
   This incident happened in 1990 after I had graduated from PA, posted to F Div and was attached to my FTO.
   I was doing FRC FR30, It was nightshift and was about 4am.
   Usually around this timing, when all is quiet, we also take our break aka naps.
   My FTO drove the patrol car while I was updating the patrol log sheet. We were heading deep inside Seletar reservoir for our “rest”.
   My FTO suddenly stopped the patrol car, got out and seems to be conducting a spot-check. He actually took out his walkie talkie set and radioed our Div Ops Room to screen a person. I was in a state of shock as I was in the front passenger seat and what is happening, I can see directly and clearly. I can see no one except for my FTO.
   After a couple of mins, he got back into the patrol car and started to F me for not getting out of the patrol car to assist him on the spot check.
   I said “Brother, there is no one out there except you. You were like talking to yourself”
   At moment, someone or something jumped onto the roof of our patrol car and started scratching it. The scratching sound is like someone scratching on the classroom blackboard.
   Our goose pimples stood up and my FTO floored the aclerator and we sped out of there.
   We reached a petrol station and we both got out of the patrol car. On top of the patrol car were 5 lines of deep scratches.
   We agreed not to mention this to the Transport Sgt or any of our Team Policing team mates as our encounter is too incredible to be believed and also that we will probably be the target of jokes for the next couple of weeks from them.
   We actually came up with a bull story to the Transport Sgt regarding how the patrol car sustained those scratches.
   There are actually quite a few more supernatural encounters that I personally had experienced in the course of my time in SPF.
3. i haven’t seen one but i was walking home one quiet evening after buying supper. suddenly smelled an unusually intense scent of frangipani but there were no frangipani trees around. it was strong as if someone wearing a strong scent walked past very close but there was nobody around at all. decided not to hang around and wait to find out.
4. A more strange phenomenon – from all the ghost stories I’ve heard, I find it funny how the dead only haunt their own races. But everyone seems to have encountered Japanese ghosts.
   Maybe, of what we saw in movies, created that imagination of how or what a ghost should look like. And most of us have watched a Japanese ghost movie growing up.
   I have never seen a ghost before and I don’t wish to meet one. And I don’t think I believe in such things.
   Some people claim to be able to interact with such beings. But have any of these people ever asked how it is on the other side? What happened when you died?
5. Went for a run. At midnight was at some dark turn and smelled frangipani and it was also Thursday midnight. Sprinted home and shower and there was a few long hair on my back lol

A Singaporean guy recently posted on Facebook and stated on how he wishes he was a girl as he would be able to make millions easily. He said that he could easily earn $5,000 a day by selling his body or selling his bath water.

Here is the full story.

Sometimes I wish I was a girl. As a 23 year old, if I was a slightly pretty girl, it is extremely easy to make millions. In the past, the one of the easy way for a girl to make millions is to become a prostitute. For example, on the forums, local university girls have an hourly fee of 700 dollars. Some of the younger ones would request to as high as 1000 and if you go to higher end escort forums as much as 5000.

Considering an low count of 5 clients a day, that amounts to 5000 a day. Do it 5 days a week and they could make around 100k a month, possibly out earning some of our ministers and definitely out earning the ‘mediocre people who earn only 500k a year’. I know of girls auctioning their v*rginity for multi-millions to Arabian oil barons. These days, there are a lot more options for girls these days. They can be a twitch streamer or a Instagram model. Belle Delphine makes around 2 million a month feeding her octopus pet and selling her bath water for up to $30 a bottle (which was sold out in hours).

Only fans is also another platform for girls to make money fast. With technology, they don’t even need to meet their clients physically. The possibilities are endless as long as there are legions of h*rny teenagers (and half grown men) in their mom’s basement to exploit. Unfortunately as a male, my options are rather limited. I did consider providing anal services even though I am not gay, but the pay is quite low and the market is rather small in Singapore.

Unfortunately, I don’t look like Brad Pitt, so no girls would pay me for company. Even if I manage to get to FAANG or hedge funds, I would only make 200k-500k a year by my 30s which is very mediocre compared to what these girls could make at their 20s. Realistically, I would probably work in a regular job, maybe earn my first million by 40 or 30 if I am extremely lucky which is rather sad ngl.

I will break up with my girlfriend because she’s poor

I understand that some people need to vent about financial problems. But it became a bummer whenever I hung out with my girlfriend because that’s all she’ll talk about.

Sometimes I just want to sit and chill after work. I feel like she does this to pressure me into helping her. Sometimes she’ll say “maybe we should marry and you can pay for my tuition” then she’ll brush it off and say she’s “joking”.

I believe she wouldn’t be struggling with money if she stopped giving her family money to help with bills. They’re dragging her down and I feel like she is trying to drag me down with her.

I worked hard to get a full scholarship and graduated and got a good job. I don’t want my lifestyle to go backward.

Netizens’ comments

• You don’t seem in love with this girl, as I read through your text I felt nothing. So better leave while she’s not pregnant and you don’t have responsibilities with this person. Go forward on your path to happiness, wherever it might take you.

• This is the thing with poverty, it is a vicious cycle. What is she gonna do? abandon her family? I understand if you don’t want to help her financially op, but to judge her like it is her fault she is poor is not fair if she is actively trying to focus on getting a good career. Clearly you do not love her, otherwise you would be more sympathetic and this would not be a deal breaker.

The food my wife prepares is absolutely horrendous. Even though we can afford spending money to order in, she insists on cooking because she enjoys it. As a result I have to force myself to eat it. Despite feedback from myself and the kids, no improvements were made.

When I complain about it, she says “People do things for you still complain! One day I stop then you know ah!”

Is this a valid reason to continue doing things poorly? Actually, I’d very much like her to stop lol. I’d gladly “know ah”.

Here are what netizens think:

• Ok ok. You need to join her in the kitchen and cook also. Then you can amend the taste on the spot and make the changes you want. Need to be inclusive lol. Or you can pay me to cook for you.

• I cook and eat the food myself.. my husband will dabao and eat his own food.. Problem solved

• No point being an armchair critic. Those who say food sucks should also know how to cook better. Like what others have said, step into the kitchen and learn to cook better together.

• Have to tactfully tell your wife the feedback, it can start with “This is good but we think that might be better”, instead of direct complaining. Do join in the cooking process as well and make her feel more confident to do some changes.

• I cant cook well too. Husband and mom in law gives me feedbacks. Mom in law guides me when i cook. Practise males perfect.

• I think you should be appreciative rather than complaining.. In this era, stepping into kitchen is really a huge challenge.. Alternatively, get your kids and yourselves involved, even the food don’t taste good, it improve family bonding.