This one is about my Mat
This wee morning hour, I shall talk about my Mat. For I think my blog should have a human touch and isn't just all boring definitions and case studies. After all, I am a real life Minah and I'm sure you'd be interested in The Day Of A Real Life Minah right.
Slight disappointment: I am a self-professed Minah. Which just means I ain't template like the rest.
Nonetheless, I do have a Mat. A Mat Of The Moment. Now now, before you think I'm all slut and sleaze, I'm not. I believe in love, I love being in love, and I love generously. I haven't always been into this Mat Of The Moment Thing, because I just got out of a 3-year relationship with a Mat who has some commitment problems. More abt that another time, for he's no longer my Mat.
My Mat I met on Tagged.com. So laugh, but I love meeting guys online. Adds all the more fun. My ex (mentioned above) I met on Friendster, and the other love of my life before that, on mIRC #TPMelayu. I am pretty much married to my computer, which explains all of this.
My Mat I have only known for a couple of weeks. I am smitten by him, really, and that is sooooo Minah, to be so easily in lup with a boy she just met. He's just awesome, because he so cool in so many ways that you don't expect from a guy you met on Tagged.com.
Now, Tagged.com is like Friendster or Facebook. Except that somehow everyone on it uses it purely like some dating service. It has simple applications to help you meet more people, but of course it doesn't come straight out as helping you look for a life partner. There are truckloads of guys there, and shiploads of chicks. A friend of mine says that it's like fishing, you need to be very patient, sieve through everyone of them, once in a while catch seaweed or rubbish, but other times you get fish, not always good fish, but when it's a catch, it can be a great catch.
Let's see, from the message logs, he added me as a friend, I approved, he sent me a cheesy message to say thanks for the add and asked me how I am, I say I'm great, he happens to be online so instant reply to ask me for my MSN address, I give, and we're on MSN, chatting happily. It was one of those days I felt really flirty and was in the mood to chat. Lucky Mat he.
He was telling me that he was craving for BBQ Chicken Wings and asked me if I wanted to accompany him to get some. Sure I said, but I was due at the driving centre for my theory test. "Bike prac?" he had asked. I explained the situation and got gutsy and told him that sure I'd go for wings if he'd come get me. Now, there are 3 things to note if you're gonna ask for a guy to fetch you.
1) The guy Mat drives, so he'll come fetch you. Simple.
2) The guy Mat rides, so he'll come fetch you, but there's sometimes an issue about the extra helmet. Simple enough, and issue usually ironed out pretty easily, quickly and painlessly.
3) The guy Mat goes public but his version of 'fetch' is to meet you wherever you are and you 2 proceed from there. Totally lame.
Note that Mats don't usually take cabs. But there's a handful of them who do so yeah, bonus to you la lucky Minah.
Turns out my Mat, was Mat in situation 2. For after assuming that it was a bike prac I was going for, he wanted to confirm that he didn't have to bring an extra helmet. That's where I explained that I wasn't there for prac, but theory test, to which he asked if I had a helmet I could bring. True story, I do have a helmet (duh of course I do I am a Minah and I have 5 Mat brothers and one big Mat of a father), but the day before my sis-in-law (brother's gf) borrowed my helmet so I wasn't sure if it was back, hanging safely on our helmet rack (yes we have a place where we store our helmets). Nice Mat of mine says it's ok, he'll bring an extra, his sis', just hopefully I can fit into it because it's a size S.
We exchanged numbers but I accidentally shut my chat window before remembering to save it into my phone. No I don't save chat logs because it's a waste of space on my comp. So confident right, that he wasn't gonna stand me up? Of course, we Minahs sometimes can get a bit delusional wahahahaha or just a lot of faith.
Then as I was making my way out, my brother offered to send me so that I could accompany him for dinner. Greatttttt! I could have texted my Mat to tell him not to bother with the extra helmet but silly me, I don't have his number. So my brother suggested I just bring the helmet, but I said it was stupid because then we'd be 2 people, on a bike, with an extra helmet.
Fast forward. I was in revision class when he text me to confirm time of meet. I passed my test and I was sitting outside the centre with a newly made friend, a Gay who was very very very happy to have passed his theory on first try. During our conversation, it was made known that I was waiting for a friend, a new friend and it was practically a blind date. I like to call it a Myopic Meetup, because you sorta know what the guy looks like from pictures, but it's still the first time you're meeting up. Gay was very happy and excited from me.
Sidetrack: Seriously, what is the big deal about Myopic Meetups. Why do people get overly excited or nervous? It's really no big deal, I do it alllll the time and it's pretty simple and straightforward. Ok sure if I have a bad feeling I put on standby one of my galpals for SOS resue mission but I'm not the kindof girl who will go with another girlfriend to meet a guy. Eliminate anything that may jeopardise your chances with the guy should he really turn out to be awesome, I mean, who knows your friend may appeal more to him then you do??
I didn't know what bike he rode, but I had a rough idea because I went through his Tagged.com profile quite thoroughly. I thought it was a TZM, to which when I was telling my bro, he was telling me that if I decided that I didn't want the Mat to send me back, I should ring him and he'd come get me (so sweet right my bro?). But Mat came on a CBR 400. Well I didn't know it was a CBR 400 (despite it saying CBR 400 on the side - stupid me), but I asked him straight out, when I was putting on the helmet. To which I fit - THANK GOD.
Later he told me that as he was approaching the driving centre, and I was sitting at the entrance, I looked like a Chinese girl and he wasn't quite sure that was me. But I made it easy because I recognized him and from afar I was all like, "EH HIIIIIIIIII!". Oh yeah I'm friendly like that yeahhhh. As I climbed on his bike, Gay was saying bye-bye to me and waving me off. Mat was like, "Your friend eh?" and I was like, "New friend." Like I said, I'm friendly to the max.
We headed to East Coast for wings. Great conversation. Great Mat. More conversations by the beach. I had an awesome time. I loved it when he said, "Eh you jangan serik tau keluar ngan I," because 'serik' is a word makciks use when you visit during Hari Raya or something and as you're putting on your shoes, makcik at the gate says, "Jangan serik eh, datang rumah cik lagi." I'm an English speaking Minah, he's a Malay speaking Mat, and while the language exchange was amusing, we didn't have much problems communicating.
By end of the night, he had already asked me if I wanted to come along for a clubbing stint that was 2 weeks away and also offered to tag along to the driving centre again the following day since I wanted to get some administrative things done. Sent me home, to my door, an awesome first night out for this Minah and her Mat.
So stay tuned for more adventures of The Mat & Me. It'd be like any other love story I guess, not necessarily with a happy ending, oh but I know you love the scoop anyway.
With love
Eli The Minah
Slight disappointment: I am a self-professed Minah. Which just means I ain't template like the rest.
Nonetheless, I do have a Mat. A Mat Of The Moment. Now now, before you think I'm all slut and sleaze, I'm not. I believe in love, I love being in love, and I love generously. I haven't always been into this Mat Of The Moment Thing, because I just got out of a 3-year relationship with a Mat who has some commitment problems. More abt that another time, for he's no longer my Mat.
My Mat I met on Tagged.com. So laugh, but I love meeting guys online. Adds all the more fun. My ex (mentioned above) I met on Friendster, and the other love of my life before that, on mIRC #TPMelayu. I am pretty much married to my computer, which explains all of this.
My Mat I have only known for a couple of weeks. I am smitten by him, really, and that is sooooo Minah, to be so easily in lup with a boy she just met. He's just awesome, because he so cool in so many ways that you don't expect from a guy you met on Tagged.com.
Now, Tagged.com is like Friendster or Facebook. Except that somehow everyone on it uses it purely like some dating service. It has simple applications to help you meet more people, but of course it doesn't come straight out as helping you look for a life partner. There are truckloads of guys there, and shiploads of chicks. A friend of mine says that it's like fishing, you need to be very patient, sieve through everyone of them, once in a while catch seaweed or rubbish, but other times you get fish, not always good fish, but when it's a catch, it can be a great catch.
Let's see, from the message logs, he added me as a friend, I approved, he sent me a cheesy message to say thanks for the add and asked me how I am, I say I'm great, he happens to be online so instant reply to ask me for my MSN address, I give, and we're on MSN, chatting happily. It was one of those days I felt really flirty and was in the mood to chat. Lucky Mat he.
He was telling me that he was craving for BBQ Chicken Wings and asked me if I wanted to accompany him to get some. Sure I said, but I was due at the driving centre for my theory test. "Bike prac?" he had asked. I explained the situation and got gutsy and told him that sure I'd go for wings if he'd come get me. Now, there are 3 things to note if you're gonna ask for a guy to fetch you.
1) The guy Mat drives, so he'll come fetch you. Simple.
2) The guy Mat rides, so he'll come fetch you, but there's sometimes an issue about the extra helmet. Simple enough, and issue usually ironed out pretty easily, quickly and painlessly.
3) The guy Mat goes public but his version of 'fetch' is to meet you wherever you are and you 2 proceed from there. Totally lame.
Note that Mats don't usually take cabs. But there's a handful of them who do so yeah, bonus to you la lucky Minah.
Turns out my Mat, was Mat in situation 2. For after assuming that it was a bike prac I was going for, he wanted to confirm that he didn't have to bring an extra helmet. That's where I explained that I wasn't there for prac, but theory test, to which he asked if I had a helmet I could bring. True story, I do have a helmet (duh of course I do I am a Minah and I have 5 Mat brothers and one big Mat of a father), but the day before my sis-in-law (brother's gf) borrowed my helmet so I wasn't sure if it was back, hanging safely on our helmet rack (yes we have a place where we store our helmets). Nice Mat of mine says it's ok, he'll bring an extra, his sis', just hopefully I can fit into it because it's a size S.
We exchanged numbers but I accidentally shut my chat window before remembering to save it into my phone. No I don't save chat logs because it's a waste of space on my comp. So confident right, that he wasn't gonna stand me up? Of course, we Minahs sometimes can get a bit delusional wahahahaha or just a lot of faith.
Then as I was making my way out, my brother offered to send me so that I could accompany him for dinner. Greatttttt! I could have texted my Mat to tell him not to bother with the extra helmet but silly me, I don't have his number. So my brother suggested I just bring the helmet, but I said it was stupid because then we'd be 2 people, on a bike, with an extra helmet.
Fast forward. I was in revision class when he text me to confirm time of meet. I passed my test and I was sitting outside the centre with a newly made friend, a Gay who was very very very happy to have passed his theory on first try. During our conversation, it was made known that I was waiting for a friend, a new friend and it was practically a blind date. I like to call it a Myopic Meetup, because you sorta know what the guy looks like from pictures, but it's still the first time you're meeting up. Gay was very happy and excited from me.
Sidetrack: Seriously, what is the big deal about Myopic Meetups. Why do people get overly excited or nervous? It's really no big deal, I do it alllll the time and it's pretty simple and straightforward. Ok sure if I have a bad feeling I put on standby one of my galpals for SOS resue mission but I'm not the kindof girl who will go with another girlfriend to meet a guy. Eliminate anything that may jeopardise your chances with the guy should he really turn out to be awesome, I mean, who knows your friend may appeal more to him then you do??
I didn't know what bike he rode, but I had a rough idea because I went through his Tagged.com profile quite thoroughly. I thought it was a TZM, to which when I was telling my bro, he was telling me that if I decided that I didn't want the Mat to send me back, I should ring him and he'd come get me (so sweet right my bro?). But Mat came on a CBR 400. Well I didn't know it was a CBR 400 (despite it saying CBR 400 on the side - stupid me), but I asked him straight out, when I was putting on the helmet. To which I fit - THANK GOD.
Later he told me that as he was approaching the driving centre, and I was sitting at the entrance, I looked like a Chinese girl and he wasn't quite sure that was me. But I made it easy because I recognized him and from afar I was all like, "EH HIIIIIIIIII!". Oh yeah I'm friendly like that yeahhhh. As I climbed on his bike, Gay was saying bye-bye to me and waving me off. Mat was like, "Your friend eh?" and I was like, "New friend." Like I said, I'm friendly to the max.
We headed to East Coast for wings. Great conversation. Great Mat. More conversations by the beach. I had an awesome time. I loved it when he said, "Eh you jangan serik tau keluar ngan I," because 'serik' is a word makciks use when you visit during Hari Raya or something and as you're putting on your shoes, makcik at the gate says, "Jangan serik eh, datang rumah cik lagi." I'm an English speaking Minah, he's a Malay speaking Mat, and while the language exchange was amusing, we didn't have much problems communicating.
By end of the night, he had already asked me if I wanted to come along for a clubbing stint that was 2 weeks away and also offered to tag along to the driving centre again the following day since I wanted to get some administrative things done. Sent me home, to my door, an awesome first night out for this Minah and her Mat.
So stay tuned for more adventures of The Mat & Me. It'd be like any other love story I guess, not necessarily with a happy ending, oh but I know you love the scoop anyway.
With love
Eli The Minah