It’s also true what they say

About how the best times you have, will be with the best friends you’ve made throughout the years..

These are the people I know for sure I can have a blast with regardless of where we are or what we’re doing, the people who will always be on my Christmas card list and the ones who will be running around drunk sorting out the issues at my wedding and bringing me my something new and something blue.

Sadly, a lot of us are tied up with our busy lives, and taking a few days off to chill seems to be a real luxury these days. Good for me though, that this bunch of people are pretty much game for everything, from cultured opera shows to a weekend of doing absolutely nothing but being bums and getting wasted.

Phantom of the opera last month – which happened very suddenly, for me at least but worked out real well. I’ll never be able to listen to the ‘chicken rice shop’ jingle in the same way again.

Cherating in conjunction with Angie's birthday on labour day – supposed to be a big gang bang of a trip but ended up the three stooges drive up north. But it was good times, and we didn’t even need the Jim Beam or the wine to be a catalyst. Though, with it, things got a whole lot more serious. I remember sitting on that wooden patio, with the three of us sharing some of the most private stuff with each other. I cant remember all of what was shared, thanks to the bourbon..but, I can remember going ‘whoa’ a lot. To distance, but yet having closeness

Miri Jazz Fest a couple of weeks back – I’m not your regular jazz junkie, but I went along because I’ve never been to that part of Malaysia, and I knew I’d need a break. It was a glorious weekend of pampering, music, beautiful sunsets, food and imitating weird ass dance moves. That’s right girls, do ‘the spasm’ all together now!

So..what's next?