through misconception

i am so glad i was wrong.

last night was fab. claire and i had an awesome time. the boys, ok, men (it sounds so incredibly dumb and cliched but seriously, there's a massive and obvious difference), picked us up from town hall; we went to arthouse for pre-dinner drinks (where, to claire and my dismay, we got asked for id--as per usual), and then to an italian restaurant on darling harbour. it was such a good night.

why 'men' and not 'boys', i hear you ask?
1.) hello, we went to pre-dinner drinks. and they never considered letting us pay for ours.
2.) well, they didn't get asked for id. hehe.
3.) they're incredibly respectful of us and genuinely interested in what we have to say and getting to know our personalities (as opposed to getting to know our bodies. eek.)
4.) they can hold conversation for a good four hours, no worries.
5.) they're secure enough in their own masculinity to be able to handle my frequent jokes about their manhood.
6.) they drove us all the way home, like almost an hour out of their way, without being asked. just to save us the train trip. i'm like "are you taking us to town hall?" and deni's like "something like that" and proceded to drive us home.

ok, there are more reasons than that. it was just the general vibe. (note that some boys are so close to being men that it's not funny--the wonderful philmeister, for one, would have little trouble fulfilling most of the above six points, albeit probably without the same level of confidence as eric and deni. but then, ten years of inexperience can hardly be held against lovely boys like phil.)

probably one of the best things about last night was the totally platonic nature of our mutual relationships. i completely misjudged deni, or at least, he was acting totally out of character on the cruise with his flirtatious behaviour towards claire the gorgeous. very few arm pats, much less arm-over-the-shoulder stuff. (which, when you think about it, has really great implications for an understanding of deni's motives for asking us to dinner. maybe he just enjoys our company?? go us!) we spoke at length about thorny issues of the heart. well, to be fair, we spoke about deni and eric and claire's prospective lovers, and my lack thereof. but same diff right? oh well. deni and eric are both debilitated by intense pining for apparently goddess-like women. love is a many splendored thing. i got to put my dr phil hat on and pretend to give advice borne of personal experience (yeah right).

definitely one of the best things about last night was deni's promise to introduce me to one barry southgate. as in the ridiculously good-looking idol semi-finalist from this season.

break it down.

and apparently he's a christian, which is even more attractive a characteristic than his perfectly sculptured face, chocolatey skin and teased afro. (i am such a damn fool.)
all i've got to do is show up to their next gig, coz deni's organising barry's band for him. so maybe i do have a prospective lover? hehe. i have a bad feeling that he's not exactly an intellectual giant, but hell, i'll be at uni and surrounded by cute smart preppy tall christian boys, so maybe i'll have no need for him. hehe! i better be surrounded by cute smart preppy christian boys, or i'll be cut. something severe.



sounds gracing my eardrums: the beautiful girls, so it seems
(yes, my favourite beautiful girls song, which they didn't, i repeat didn't play at their concert on saturday. even though they did half an hour of encore, and every song they started i was waiting for it. since it's the first song on their album. grr. but the concert was great anyway, i guess. hehe.)