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This is just a short little one from me. I watched this today and

beamed a great big beam. It’s a quick clip of the recent Annual Critics’

Choice Movie Awards in Hollywood. On Friday, Sandra Bullock and

Meryl Streep shared a win for Best Actress – Bullock, for the Blind Side,

and Streep, for Julia and Julia.

I can’t wait to see the Blind Side, cause I really admire Bullock, I think

she is so full of sunshine, and I thought many great things about Julia

and Julia. (which I watched with Kat in Penang – we both got really

inspired with the ‘doing something you really love’ message)

As for the incomparable Streep … well, what can one say? She is a

freaking genius!

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What I love about this clip is that while everyone would probably focus

on the kissing part (it’s SO Britney and Madonna, no?) I actually give

it a few repeats because of the wonderfully charming interplay between

the two actresses.

I’d love to think they just basically showed in that one little minute

what I think what real, strong women are.

Both are instinctively funny, smart … naturally gracious …

and supportive of each other. I think both women have a wicked

sense of humour (and not just based on this brief encounter), indeed

I think I admire women who have an innate confidence that allows

them to be sunny funny. Not in-your-face, showy, pretentious kind of funny,

like they have to put on a comedic show in order to be liked.

The radiant, easy breezy type of funny – the kind your favourite uncle or aunty has,

the kind that makes you roar with laughter and want to hug the person at the same time.

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And just because we are on the subject of laughs, I go off track a bit

and tell you why one of my bestest friends Pin is such a soothing

presence in my life. He is hilarious, sometimes in the most awful,

keju and jagung way ever! (Boy, I haven’t used that term in a while,

have I?)

Yesterday, in very spontaneous fashion, he called me close to midnight

to ask if I’d like to follow him to the night club Rootz. I wouldn’t have

gone on such short notice normally, plus I’d gone out the night before

to the dance extravaganza that is the Heineken Green Room party.

But it’s Pin, and I had not hung out with him like that in a while.

So we go. In the car it’s me, Pin and our friend Munchies.

(Sometimes these full-blooded males pretend to be lovers -but

let’s not get into that, shall we?)

They are talking about some weird, silly, TOKOK kind of subject and

somewhere along the line I tell Munchies “Eh, you never look after your

wife properly lah”, referring to his ‘relationship’ with Pin.

After 3 whole minutes of replying to my comment, there is a little lull before

someone’s mental light bulb comes on.

Pin goes.. “Hey wait a minute. I’M NOT the WIFE, okay?!!”

He’s so touchy, that Wei Pin. As if there’s

anything wrong with being the wife in the relationship.   :P

Nice.

And then later in the car, and still on another stupid subject or the other …

I tell them both: “Oh my God, honestly both of you are like Dumb & Dumber okay?

And Pin says, without missing a beat: “I CHOPE DUMB!”

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AHAHAHAHAHHAHA

I swear, these boys.

It never gets old.

xo

 

They do you know. More so than my soup troupe girls.

Somehow I always remember the guys devouring

a lot more crabs.

It is now a Sunday, and I’m a week late with this

post, (note: this was uploaded late, the dinner was on

the 19th) and the boys may already be grumbling because

they are attention whores eager bunnies.

Anyway, after deciding for a while now that we

had not seen each other for a bit, we decided to go

to SouthSea Restaurant, near Subang airport

for our usual crab-eating feast. We like SouthSea,

and have been several times. It seems to have grown even

more popular. It was heaving when we got there -

even had to line up to wash our hands!

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The thing is with the boys, the word effort comes more into

play. With the girls, it has always been pretty effortless,

hasn’t it? We got into the habit of mass-emailing each other

pretty early on – I reckon us girls have been doing that since 1997,

since we all started going overseas and all – so it’s been pretty

much a mainstay forever with the souptroupe.

 

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With the boys however, ever since the days of BB-Sri Aman

it had to do a lot with calling-calling, melepak bersama-sama,

meeting every other day or so… We didn’t have all the

crazy chatting sessions I had a lot with the girls,

we kind of made up for it by being very close to each other,

all the time. We were spending every single day together,

most of us anyway. Of course, nowadays that’s changed.

We have to try harder more than ever now, don’t we boys?

(I’m preparing for sarcastic, lewd, naughty replies from

them now)
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But some things don’t change. They tease me about the latest

boy in my life (they’re convinced it’s some imaginary

bloke named Jason, and that’s news to me   -_ -)

They tease Azad about his girlfriend, who we haven’t met

yet.

They tease Azad (again) about his eating abilities.

He once whacked 7 chapatis in one go, and is known

to polish off buffets and our leftovers – that is the legend

that he is. They tease Boy bout his auntie-complaining/

Prefect-in-Bangkok ways. Actually, I think we kind of

tease everyone about something else or the other.

 

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So yes, I have dinner with the boys (I consider Sara [Boy's wife]

one of the boys and my sister, she was there before any other

partner of theirs, and knows them all as well as I. I adore her :)

We all update each other on our news (we call them

“announcements”) Jay tells us he is to be a father again, 

congratulations Jay & Za!  We talk about Azad’s girl,

we talk about the latest in my life, and the boys tell me about

their riot of a Bangkok trip aka Nana’s stag night.

They had asked me to go along but on principle, I will

never ever go to their stag nights because no matter what it’s

still a guy thing, and I want to respect that of course.

We laugh at all their funny stories in BKK, and they tell me some

interesting things which may me go Hmmmmmm.

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I wonder about effort, and about how sometimes you give face

to certain people in the name of friendship or affection,

and if they end up making you look silly or stupid in front

of others. I don’t know. I wonder about reciprocation and if

people take the time to think about the effort their loved ones

make for them. I wonder about when they get fed up,

and stop trying. I wonder at what point they say enough

about Jaga-ing Muka Engkau when Engkau Tak Bagi Muka 

Pada Aku.

Oops sorry, went off on one there.

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Love you guys xo

Clockwise from lower left: JJ, AikPin, Azad, Me, WeiPin, Wawa, Boy, Sara, Amir,  Jojo

 

Because of the past 15 years they’ve been giving me all

sorts of sh*t and teasing, and for all the support and love,

here’s one soppy posting for you macho men okay.

I will <3 you forever.

But please, stop being so horny guys.

You’re not bloody 16 anymore!

 

Love,

Girlgirl

xo

We were catching up, laughing like there was no tomorrow,

and then she had to mention it – the Kiss.

I get a tingle every time my girlfriends tell me about the Kiss.

There is always one guy who knew how to kiss you, and how it

felt like you melted in his arms and the heavens enveloped around

you.

Ahh… the kiss.

As both my girls were describing their own versions of ‘The Kiss’,

I could see all of us turning googley-eyed. 

It’s true, we may whisper, giggle, groan about more intimate

experiences but when it comes to the Kiss, it’s like all us girls

turn into mush. Khayal maksimum.

She told us that it hit her like thunder.

Another told us the kiss lasted for hours, and felt like

the most amazing thing ever.

All of us went sigh sigh sigh and all that typical girlie nonsense.

We all said that even if the relationship wasn’t meant to

be, or didn’t work out, or could’ve,would’ve, should’ve,

the Kiss just took the memory of that man/boy/hunk

to a whole new level.

 

Because that’s the power of a real good kiss, isn’t it.

You will never, ever forget it.

I will never tell the man who gave me the Kiss that his was The Kiss.

*blush*

That’s just too much power right there! LOL

Oh … but I think he knows.

 

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[Yes, me and my 'Mercy Malaysia' girls had a lovely time

at Mak Koh aka 'My Mother's Restaurant' on Thursday night.

Sham & Nisha & I also talked at length ... about divas. 

Yang tu semua p and c sikit, but wouldn't you like to know! ;)]