I’ve always been a bit of a free spirit, and when it comes to my body hair I’ve always been a bit of a rebel.

Growing up, my mom always tried to get me to shave my armpits, but I never felt like it was necessary.

I mean, I was never going to be competing in the Olympics, so why should I bother?

But then I started dating my current boyfriend and he revealed to me that he loves the way that my armpit hair looks.

He said it was like a bush of soft, dark hair that he loved to lick and run his fingers through.

At first, I was embarrassed and felt like I should just go ahead and shave it.

But the more I thought about it, the more I realized that I liked the idea of him being intimate with my body hair.

So, I stopped shaving my armpits and let them grow out. It was a bit of a journey, but eventually I had a full bush of hair in my armpits.

It felt kind of liberating and empowering to have this kind of body hair, and my boyfriend was more than happy to indulge in it.

We would spend hours just exploring each other’s bodies and he would always spend extra time in my armpits, running his tongue over the hair and making me shiver with pleasure.

But then one day, I noticed something strange happening in my armpits.

I noticed that the hair was becoming darker and thicker, to the point where it was almost like a thick carpet of fur.

I was a bit worried and tried to ask my boyfriend about it, but he just shrugged it off and said that he still loved it.

I started to become more and more self-conscious about my armpit hair, especially when we were out in public.

I was worried that people would judge me for having such an unruly bush of hair in my armpits. I started to avoid going out and becoming more and more reclusive.

Eventually, I realized that I had to do something about my armpit hair. But I was so scared of losing my boyfriend’s approval that I just couldn’t bring myself to do it.

I was stuck in a vicious cycle of wanting to shave but being too scared to do it because I did not want to disappoint my boyfriend.

I stayed in the bathroom all night, and eventually my boyfriend came in and found me. He told me that he loved me and that my armpit hair was beautiful

I never ended up doing it, and now I’m stuck with an unruly bush of black hair in my armpits.

Well, as long as my boyfriend loves it, its fine I guess.

My 22F Girlfriend cheated on me 25M with her ex boyfriend, got pregnant and made me believe the child was mine.

I, 25yr(m) got cheated on by my 22yr(f)old girlfriend with her ex-boyfriend and she made me believe the baby she was carrying was mine. There’s a lot of events that preceded the said event of me being made to believe I was going to be a father.

I met this girl about a year and 6months ago. The r/ship kicked off nicely. She was a nice girl—at least I thought —and she was very pretty too. Our relationship was smooth sailing in the beginning although we had issues here and there like any other couple. She, was staying about 30-40mins from my place. I am already a young professional who has already finished school and kick-starting his career. She was in the course of completing her studies. So this meant she was staying at a student accommodation/ residence as they call it.

I did not have a problem with this as she would visit me regularly; almost everyweek/weekends most of the time. Things took a turn of the worst when the visits started becoming less frequent and she would always claim she is busy or whatever silly excuse she had at the time. I didn’t want to be selfish and want to have her all to myself with the little time she has to herself considering she was a student and most of her time outside of school she would spend with me. That was my mistake.

The visits became less frequent and this bothered me as time went by because I had suspicions she was starting to spend time with somebody else. However, I didn’t think too much into it as I thought oh no she is an innocent girl and would never for whatever reason do such a thing to me given how good our relationship was. Wrong!

I later discovered that she had been secretly meeting up with one of the ex boyfriends who goes to the same school as her. How I found out would need me to write another story. I confronted her about it and she had no choice but to admit it as I presented her with an overwhelming amount of evidence proving the fact. At this point I also found out they have slept together and I just wanted to know why. Why did she betray my trust like that and what led her to the said incident as I have been nothing but good to her. She insisted she was in a bad space and needed someone to talk to and one thing led to the other and she was sorry.

She told me she would understand if I cannot forgive her for this act as she is fully aware how wrong of her that was, and she would understand if I want nothing to do with her. I should have listened! I should have listened to her then. Because what is about to follow is a series of events that led to her making me believe the child she was carrying was mine.

We talked things out and she apologized and I had fully forgiven her for this as she was sincere and sorry about what she did. Fast forward to 3 months later we find out she is pregnant. Surprise! at this time she had told me that she had cut all communication with her ex boyfriend and they weren’t in contact in anyway. I later discovered that she told him about the pregnancy. However, did not tell him that she was actually in a relationship and there is a potential father of this child as she already knew what she had done. I confronted her about this and she confessed that she contacted him yes, but her reasons were that she wanted him to back off so that she can continue living her life with me who is the father of her child and partner. I gave her the benefit of the doubt.

I will now fast forward to when the baby was born and I went to visit them soon weeks after she went to labor. I spent time with them and everything was nice, we were happy that we were having a baby and I was super excited of the idea that I am now a father. There were conversations preceding her going into labor between us pertaining the paternity of the baby and I explicitly asked her; is there by any chance I am not the father of this baby. She reassured me that I am the father and I should not be worried about me not fathering the child. Also, I was not about to question a heavily pregnant woman about the paternity of what could potentially be our baby. That made me feel horrible and I stopped questioning her about this.

Coming back to when the baby was born; two months after the baby was born I later discovered that she had again rekindled her relationship with the said ex boyfriend and she was bringing the child for him to see behind my back. Mind you this guy does not know that there is already an ‘existing’ father of this baby. At this point I catch her out in the act and her whole lie is unrevealed. We fight over this and I request a DNA test done so we can finish this and rule out any uncertainty.

We continue to be a couple and raise the baby together. However, I told her it was only fair for the other alleged father to also contribute towards the maintenance of the child until all facts are on the table as I had been the one supporting them throughout her pregnancy and postpartum. This happens for a period of about 2 months before the DNA test is done.

Early this year the results came out saying I am not the father of this child. I am distraught, to say the least. I am disappointed in myself and for putting so much trust in one person who did nothing but break it, and my heart into pieces. I have since kicked them out of my place with her child and told them they can go live their happy lives with their newly found family. To be honest, this hurts me so much. I don’t go a day without thinking about them. I have already formed a solid bond with what was to be my child. Not to mention my said ex-girlfriend. All the life I knew and was preparing myself for is all gone now. I’m miserable AF.

I remember it like it was yesterday. It was the day that I was finally going out with her.

I had been dreaming of this day for so long and I was determined to make it perfect.

I got dressed in my favorite outfit and spent hours styling my hair. I was so nervous that I could barely focus on anything else.

I was going to meet her at a cafe and I was determined to make a good impression.

When I arrived, I was relieved to see her already there. She was even more beautiful than I remembered.

We spent some time chatting and getting to know each other. I felt so comfortable with her and I could tell that she liked me too.

But then the moment of truth arrived. We were going to have dinner at a fancy restaurant.

I had been so nervous all day that my stomach was in knots. It felt like I had butterflies in my stomach.

But then it all went wrong. Just as we were getting ready to leave, I started to feel a strange sensation in my stomach.

I felt like I was going to be sick. I tried to ignore it but it was getting worse and worse.

I let out a huge fart, and the pungent smell immediately flooded the surroundings.

I started to feel a little wet in my undergarments and I knew that I had accidentally let out some ‘liquid’.

Finally, I had to admit it. I had to tell her that I was having diarrhoea.

She was so understanding and said that it was okay. I was so embarrassed. I wanted the ground to open up and swallow me whole.

I felt so embarrassed and ashamed.

I had ruined what was supposed to be a perfect night. I wished I could go back in time and undo what had happened.

It has been months since that night and I still feel embarrassed. I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to go out with her again.

I’m still so nervous every time I think about it. I never want to experience that embarrassment again.

Married couple give mum 1 or 2 angbao?

Ever since we got married, my husband and I gave my mum 1 angbao for CNY. I mean as a couple, 1 angbao should be correct? But hell no. My mum was not happy about it and didn’t mention anything to me. Until my elder sis got married, she told my elder sis CNY must give her 2 angbao, 1 by daughter, 1 by son-in-law. “Don’t be like your younger sis, only give me 1 angbao, by right couple should give me 2”, she said it to my elder sis behind my back.

Message then got disseminated to me and of course I am furious. Come on, if you want 2 you tell me la? Need to be like this meh? I know my angbao amount not as big as elder sis (cos she earns more than me), also no need to be like this right? I’m married for coming 5 years and you did not even tell me about it. If you just want more money, just say it. (Before this I’m already on bad books for giving her lesser money compared to elder sis). My mum will give me cold shoulder on whatsapp and in person. But when there’s other people ard, she will act normal.

For this year, I gave her 1 angbao, my hubby gave her one. She gives me a feeling of, 1 or 2 also doesn’t matter since my angbao is not more than $100 kind. Not very interested to receive angbao also.

Never give kaobei, give already not appreciative, so exactly what should be the way?

Here are what netizens think:

• If single angpow was $200, she wants 2 just give her 2x$100 will do, all it cost is just another red packet only

• Does your mum give you and your husband angbao each? If so, then maybe she was thinking she gave out 2 angbaos so she want to receive 2 angbaos back.. so nxt time u split 2 angbaos to her, if she not happy not appreciative, forget it.. u have done your part.. anyway not staying together, less friction, no see no pain. Just give whatever amt you can.. you have your own commitment too.. sayang sayang…

• Just keep giving the same amount you want to give. Whether she appreciate or not doesn’t matter you done your part. If she continues to complain about you can even don’t give

A lot of people seems fixated by which school you go to, the grades that you get, etc. I’m on a different track, especially when grooming my kid.

I teach him social interaction, empathy, identifying risks and problems, coming up with solutions, stamina, and perseverance and always have a backup plan.

I own and run a business with mid-8 figure revenue. I didn’t graduate from the top schools for my undergrad degree. I make up for it by taking up short courses at Ivy League schools. Even NUS, turned out quite disappointing for the lacklustre quality of teaching staff.

And why I teach my son all these, and why I’m practising them. In running a business, we can always hire Ivy Leagues to execute the business plans. But it takes more than the smart guys to run a business.

We need EQ to connect with people at a deep level, we need empathy to truly understand our customers and partners problems, we need out of the box thinking to come up with a solution as our customers and partners are staffed with the smart brains.

We need gumption to ask stupid questions so that we can really dive deep and understand the issues. We need humility to talk to people.

So to everyone, think differently. Grades and pedigree are important, but to be the top 1%, it is way more than that.

Here are what netizens think:

• Great insight, And I am aligned with your approach on kids, The people I hire in my team, the successful ones tend to have good EQ. Another important attribute is communication skills. That is paramount.

• Different strokes for different folks. Perhaps your kid may not like to go into business, even with the right guidance. Keep the options open and allow them the chance to learn and flourish in what they are genuinely keen on.

• You can just hire high EQ people to “connect with people at a deeper level no?” I mean being rich is not a path to being successful, its actually being successful. Stop joking around and just grow your child adequately enough such that hes not the stupid one who is gonna squander it.

• Humble-bragging about your “8 figure revenue” and being “the top 1%” certainly shows tremendous “EQ” in you

You ever think you’ll be more useful to your family dead than alive?

I know I’m smart and also irritating. My relationship with my parents is difficult even though we all think we are trying. I want to help and I am not given more opportunities, I’m treated like a toddler even though I’ve already proven my capability more than once. tbh even when they ask me to help they also don’t use anything I did. I’m of no use to my family.

Any insurance payout from my accidental death or murder will make my parents rich. I’m insured like crazy bc I’m so young and healthy that any insurance company will happily bet on me, and the premiums are bloody cheap as a result. They’ll financially be better off even if I paid them as much allowance as I can probably afford for the next 40+ years. There will be no more arguments or fighting or dealing with this whiny brat, no more paying my uni fees or my bills, all you have is this rose-tinted memory of a poor, clever, passionate child snuffed out in the prime of their life, which is much easier to deal with.

I can imagine the conversations already. “So-and-so’s kid died. Yah, apparently was an NUS student, about to graduate already. Quite sad lah.”

Even my brother will be better off. All my valuables (including some heirlooms that were passed to me, and will default to him after my death), most of my CPF, etc will go to him. He gets to start his working life with an extra cushion of thousands upon thousands of dollars, extra valuables to pawn if needed, becomes a white horse because he will be the only child now.

Sometimes I just pray for me and me alone to die in a car accident or get randomly murdered, something quick and ‘honourable’, no loss of face (VS if say, I die while out drinking) and minimal medical expenses on me because I’m dead or beyond saving before an ambulance arrives. Since it wasn’t a suicide and was clearly not something I could reasonably prevent, insurance will pay out, I become the poor, tragic child, life will be easier for everyone. There will be my funeral costs and my family and friends will be sad, but life goes on, and my memory will be easier to live with than my reality.

I don’t plan to do anything. No need to fear. Insurance will only pay out if it is an accident or murder, so I must continue as normal until hopefully that happens. I want to die, but don’t want to DIY, DIY will be pointless since you get the combi of no insurance payout + stigma + more regrets for those around me, and my goal is to maximise benefit > pain.

I don’t know what god is listening, but if they have a sense of justice or mercy they will let it happen soon. Why am I alive when I don’t want it and my family will objectively be better off with me dead, and so many much more deserving people who did want to live, who had people who needed them, die everyday in stupid accidents or to murder or something else? Irritating pricks like me, who have angered and annoyed so many people, whose deaths will benefit others much more than their life ever did, should be the ones to die, not them.

To the gods: Kill me! Come on and kill me if you think you’re a just god! Kill this bastard who doesn’t want to live, and spare someone else who did want to.

Am I the b*tch?

I am a paid gf, for my selective bfs or clients, I sometimes fly to other countries joining them for business trip or holiday.

I chose this lifestyle, it cleared my debts and I make a good living. I got two condos and investments in a few small business. I have a young pretty cousin (18), her family got issues and she owes me a fair bit of $$.

I am persuading her to join me, I can help her find someone to take care of her. It is not like she is some innocent gal, she had bfs and mostly a-h0les who just leech on her.

She might as well earn some money if she going to sleep around. I am close to having her join me for a trip but am I the b*tch for persuading her to do this? I never force her, she is going into this with her eyes open.

Here are what netizens think:

• It’s natural career upward progression in becoming a Mama San, or pimp. Soon you can build your entire team.

• Step 1 you work this, Step 2 you become pok pok gei

• Ahh money money. Won’t blame you girls lah it’s the demand from guys. Rich men who are lonely or unhappiness in marriage willing to spend so much to have a good time. It’s just becoming more and more obvious that we are entering a transactional era in relationships/marriages. Women want cash car condo clothes 5 star food rich lifestyle and men want beauty nice body and S. So welcome to the 21st century.

• Yes , you are . Do not taint an innocent young lady. What you do with your life , it’s your path . Whether you are having a good time, only you know. Material gains are temporary. And lady, don’t forget, you will get old , your face and body will not remain the same…

• No right or wrong. Each of us monetized our time in our own way. Moral or not, is each of our own judgement. But one day, sooner, not later, you need to come ashore. Find a permanent life partner and settle down. Your value drops as each days goes by.

Just curious if it is just me, but I find it extremely uncomfortable when my two close friends, who recently got together, begin to PDA at every single opportunity. LIKE. EVERY. SINGLE. OPPORTUNITY.

Like come on, do you really need to hug and kiss every time you draw a tile?? All these happened when we were mahjonging. Both of them playing as 1 ka, hugging, kissing, smelling hair all the time. It was definitely an eyesore.

I understand they are in a honeymoon period (less than 3 months), but do such things behind closed doors man.

Before people say I’m jealous or hating, I’m happily attached too, and my girlfriend and I will never do such a thing in front of others, especially at a mahjong table. We definitely do such things in our private space, that’s for sure.

How do I tell them about it? I’m sure I wasn’t the only one feeling EXTREMELY uncomfortable. I definitely wouldn’t want to ruin our friendship as well.

Advice please ????

Here are what netizens think:

• Did u lose money? If yes then they succeeded.

• U have to learn the god of gambling skill, then they both cannot pda anymore. Why? They’ll be losing money to u.

• Bring ur gf along for mahjong and PDA with her until ur close friends feel awkward. U never know.. it might become a closed mahjong session for 4.

• Didn’t u say it’s 3 months only

• U can tell the girl its making u uncomfortable

• She will usually understand

• If you can’t beat them then bring your gf/bf along and join them.

Need advices. I am suppose to graduate mid last year, but I failed 1 module.

Instead of immediately applying for next semester, I took leave of absence, and started working.

I lied on my résumé that I’ve already graduated. And my employer did not ask to see my certificate. Straight to the point. Company manpower audit is coming this April, but I won’t be able to complete my course until May.

During the audit, my company is known for contacting previous employers to verify if certain certificates are valid, and will also sometimes ask for WSQ cert printouts. And will even go to MOM or ITE or BCA etc… to check validity of safety or technical certificates of employees.

So what do I do if they contact NUS and find out that I’ve yet to graduate? My employment contract did have 1 sentence that outlines that “all information are true and correct to the best of my knowledge”.

Should I submit my 2 weeks notice? Hoping that since I’m not there they won’t audit me. Can they sue me for it? Also the job is paying pretty good, and I do see myself building a career here.

Here are what netizens think:

• Whats the different between you and apnn from overseas that has a fake degree

• if you are here to find more ways to cheat then you got the wrong place. Everything come with consequences, if the company found out it is up to their discretion to deal with you, the options are as follows: 1)retain you if you prove yourself to be good. 2) terminate you because you got character issue 3) Sue you cos the clause is there for a reason. Next time don’t lie because every lie will need more lies to cover up. hope is a lesson for you.

• It’s like you already know what’s the right thing to do, yet you’re still wasting our time from reading that essay.

• You better own up to it or you will honestly cause the company to fail the audit. And then the company will be forced to take legal actions against you for fraud because you have caused harm to the company due to this fact alone. Doing it before the audit, the company might still have some leeway, and thus be a little more forgiving.