White Women vs Malay Man

I got this from my colleague..really good email. Kind of funny. Also I hope to all those who read it, especially my overseas readers who are white, please don't take offense.

The first letter from a White Female who married a Malay guy. The second letter comes from a Malay guy, responding to the first letter.

Dear Editor:

I'm sorry but I would like to challenge some of your Malay male readers. I am a White female who is engaged to a Malay male-good-looking, educated and loving. I just don't understand a lot of Malay female's attitudes about our relationship. My man decided he wanted me because the pickings amongst Malay women were slim to none.

As he said they were either too fat, too loud, too mean, too argumentative,too needy, too materialistic or carrying too much excess baggage. Before I became engaged, whenever I went out I was constantly approached by Malay men, willing to wine and dine me and give me the world. If Malay women are so up in arms about us being with their men,why don't they look at themselves and make some changes. I am tired of the dirty looks I get and snide remarks when we're out in public.

I would like to hear from some Malay men about why we are so appealing and coveted by them. Bryant Gumbel just left his wife of, 26 years for one of us. Charles Barkley, Scottie Pippen, the model Tyson Beckford, Montell Williams, Quincy Jones, James Earl Jones, Harry Belafonte, Sydney Poitier, Kofi Anan, Cuba Gooding Jr., Don Cornelius, Berry Gordy, Billy Blanks, Larry Fishburne, Wesley Snipes, ..I could go on and on.

But, right now, I'm a little angry and that is why I wrote this so hurriedly. Don't be mad with us White women because so many of your men want us. Get your acts together and learn from us and we may lead you to treat your men better. If I'm wrong, Malay men, let me know.

Disgusted White Girl, Somewhere in Bangsar.



Read On.............
This letter was written in response to an article:

Response:
Dear Editor: I would like to respond to the letter written by A Disgusted White Girl. Let me start by saying that I am a 28-year old Malay man. I graduated from one of the most prestigious universities in England with a Masters Of Science Degree in Business Management. I have a good job at a Multinational Corporation and have recently purchased a
house and a brand new non-national car. So, I consider myself to be among the ranks of successful Malay men. I will not use my precious time to slander white people. I just want to set the record straight of why Malay men date white women.

Back in the days, one of the biggest reasons why Malay men dated white women was because they were considered easy. The Malay girls in my neighborhood were raised traditionally. They were very strict about when they lost their virginity and who they lost it to. Because of our impatience to wait, brothers would look for someone who would give it up easy without too much hassle. So, they turned to the white girls.

Nowadays, in my opinion, a lot of Malay males date white women because they are docile and easy to control. A lot of Malay men, because of insecurities, fears, and overall weaknesses, have become intimidated by the strength of our Malay women. We are afraid that our woman will be more successful than us, make more money than us, drive nicer cars and own bigger houses. Because of this fear, many Malay men look for a more docile woman. Someone we can control.

I have talked to numerous Malay men and they continuously comment on how easy it is to control and walk over their white women. I just want to set the record straight. I want A Disgusted White Girl to know that not all succe ssful Malay men date white women. Non-Whites like Ahmad Rashad, Denzel Washington, Michael Jordan, Morris Chestn! ut, Will Smith, Blair Underwood, Kenneth "Babyface" Edmonds, Samuel L. Jackson, and Chris Rock all married strong Non-White women. And, to flip the script, there are numerous white men, in and out of the spot light, who openly or secretly desire Non-White women over white women. Ted Danson, Robert DeNiro, and David Bowie to name a few. I just don't want a disgusted white girl to be misinformed.

Stop thinking that because you are white that you are some type of goddess. Remember, when Non-White Egyptian Queens like Hatsepshut and Nitorcris were ruling Dynasties and armies of men in Egypt, you were over in the caves of Europe eating raw meat and beating each other over the head with clubs.
Read your history!
It was the Non-White woman that taught you how to cook and season your food. It was the Non-White woman that taught y ou how to raise your children. It was Non-White women who were breastfeeding and raising your babies during slavery. It is the Non-White woman that had to endure watching their fathers, husbands, and children beaten, killed, and thrown in jail. Malay women were born with two strikes against them: being Non-White and being a
woman. And, through all this, Still They Rise!

It is because of the Malay women's strength, elegance, power, love and beauty that I could never date anyone except my Malay Queen. It is not just the outer beauty that captivates and draws me to them. It is not the fact that they come in all shapes, sizes, colors and shades that I love them.

Their inner beauty is what I find most appealing about Malay women. Their strong spirit, loving and nurturing souls, their integrity, their ability to overcome great obstacles, their willingness to stand for what they believe in, and their determination to succeed and reach their h ighest potential while enduring great pain and suffering is why I have
fallen in love with Malay women.

I honestly believe that your anger is geared more toward jealousy and envy than snotty looks. If this were not so, then why do you continuously go to tanning salons to darken your skin? If you are so proud to be white, then why don't you just be happy with your pale skin? Why do you continue to inject your lips, hips, and breasts with unnatural and dangerous substances so you can look fuller and more voluptuous? I think that your anger is really a result of you wanting to have what the Non-White woman has.

BOTTOM LINE: If I were looking for a docile woman, someone I can walk over and control, I would give you a call. But, unfortunately, I am looking for a Virtuous Woman. Someone that can be a good wife and mother to my children. Someone who can be my best friend and understands my struggles. I am looking for a soul mate and ; unfortunately, you do not and CANNOT fit the bill.

No offense taken, none given.

Signed,
Malay Professional

This May Be My Wierdest Post Ever

The best piece of advice my mom ever gave me when I got married was to always practice my kegel exercises. Ok, maybe it wasn’t my mom; maybe it was my aunt, or a friend or Oprah. Whoever it was, I’ve taken the advice to heart and have practiced kegel exercises religiously ever since getting married.

To view an entire website on the importance of doing kegel exercises and how to do it, click here, http://www.kegel-exercises.com/.

So I was in the office toilet about to do my business when I heard two other people walk in, talking really loudly, which is fine with me coz I’m not the kind that can’t go when other people are around. I know of some people who become shy and completely lose the urge to go when other people walk in the toilet. Come on, it’s a public toilet! Of course, there’s going to be various sounds and smells coming out of it. Just make sure you flush after you’re done.

So coming back to my story, I was about to “go” when I remembered that I hadn’t done any exercises for the day. So I proceeded with the deed; let it go, hold it in…let it go, hold it in, when it suddenly occurred to me how quiet it had become outside. Then it strikes me; they were listening to my “musical performance”. Hahahahaahahaa, how hilarious, but then I must have sounded kind of funny…stopping and going like our office elevator that STOPS ON EVERY DAMN FLOOR.

If You Think She Looks Bad, You Should Have Seen The Other Girl

Kids, being kids, will get into all kind of scraps. They’ll climb furniture, tables, walls, and all over you if you let them. My girls are no different. Sometimes I wonder if I hadn’t given birth to a bunch of testosterone-driven boys instead of supposedly gentle-mannered girls.

Two days ago Dina fell off her bike. Actually she fell down, trying to get off her bike. Instead of hitting the concrete, she fell against the wall and scraped her face on the rough surface. Then only did she hit the ground. The cries that came out of her were enough to wake up the dead. I was taking a bath at the time but luckily hubby was around. He quickly picked up Dina, carried her inside and washed her up. 3 types of lotions were put on her face. It didn’t look so bad the first day, but today the scars really showed themselves.

My little angel. Even with warrior scars on her nose, she can still steal my heart with her cheeky smile.

Hubby was mad at Nisa for not keeping a close eye on the girls as they played but I assured him, Nisa didn’t mean it. The girls are going to fall and hurt themselves sometimes even when with us holding their hands. What we have to learn is how to comfort them later, with plenty of kisses and hugs.

It's Already After Raya but What the Hell...

Last weekend was very productive. We finally painted our main gate. I woke up Saturday morning then after Subuh prayers I declared to hubby “This morning, we are going to paint the gate.” Notice I mentioned “we”? Only because doing home improvement projects with hubby is SUCH A TURN ON.

While hubby gathered all the necessary equipment for the job, I played with the girls and had breakfast. Then hubby announced that our project would have to wait since someone forgot to rinse the brushes in turpentine the last time he used them so now they were all hard and crusted with old paint. Sigh..just when I’m in the mood.

So instead of starting the project at 7.30am, we started at around 9am. The weather was already kind of hot so by 11am, we called it quits. For the entire Saturday, my main gate looked like this.

Taken from my bedroom window, coz I was too freaking tired to go down and snap the picture.

We continued the project that night and did the front half of the other side of the gate (?), plus the small side gate. People walking by that night must have thought we were half crazy but hubby said he preferred painting at night, when it’s much cooler. We painted what we could see (thanks to the lamp post right in front of our house) and decided to continue the project on Sunday. We continued on Sunday morning and ran out of paint, leaving ¼ of the gates still not done. Sigh, I can anticipate it’s going to take another year for hubby to buy the paint and continue what we’ve started.

It Was Really Funny…Believe Me

Some of my friends have commented on my last entry, saying that hearing me tell the story to them in Malay was much funnier than reading it in English. So for their sake, here’s the actual transcript of what was said the other day at the car dealer.

“Ibu, beli ah kereta ni. Bestlah”.

“Kak Long suka ke?”

“Ha’ah. Ibu dengan abah dok depan, bawak kereta. Kak Long dengan adik dok belakang macam ni. Bestlah”

“Best dok belakang macam ni?”

“Ha’ah. Best. Rasa macam naik lori sampah.”

In Comparison, Would It Be Cheaper?

My car is 5 years 5 months old. That’s pretty good for a Proton. So far it hasn’t given us any major problems, but still hubby and I thought that maybe, maybe, it would be time for a new car. So last week, we took the kids out to check out a few. We went to a Toyota outlet to check out the Vios. While the salesgirl was telling us stuff about the car, the girls played around the shop, chasing each other and making quite a racket. To keep them quiet, hubby placed them in the back of the Hilux, which is the pickup truck. Dania was excited; she loved being in the back of the truck.

“Ibu, can we buy this car? Nice!!”

“Really? You like it?”

“Yeah. Ibu and Abah sit in front. Kak Long and Dina will sit in the back like this. Best!!”

“Best?”

“Yeah, best! It feels like being on a garbage truck.”

“……..”

There's Always Room for Improvement

“That was incredibly sexy.”

“What was?”

“You, playing with the girls…that was so cute, teaching them the alphabet and everything. You looked like Super Dad.”

“You were turned on by that?”

“Uhuh..and you know what would have made it even more sexy?”

“Me teaching them in the nude?”

“Euuwwww..no! Exchanging you for Edward Norton.”

2006 So Far...

It's been ok. Surprisingly work has been…what’s the work…not sucky? I’ve taken the first week kind of slowly, putting my time management skills to the test. Always draw up a daily plan of what you intend to achieve each day before starting work. Just writing down “THINGS TO DO TODAY” every morning sends shivers down my spine. This is the year I’m gonna be Employee of the Month, so help me God!!

Hahahaha..kidding aside, 2006 has been rather kind to me so far. The kids have been exceptional adorable, if that was ever possible. It’s like they’ve made their own resolution “This year, we will not drive ibu and abah up the wall.” How I wish it were so. Money wise, still the same but I’m not complaining much. I’ve accepted the fact that I won’t be buying an MPV soon but have cushioned the fact with a promise to save up for one when #3 comes along. When will that be, you may ask? Well, not this year…not so soon. But I’ll let you in on a little secret…come December 31st, the shop will be open again my friends. Hahahahaha….be prepared to read more posts of morning sickness, constipation and projectile vomiting then.

We have a few vacations planned for this year. Hopefully we’ll be taking the Langkawi trip that was postponed either later this year or early Feb. Then there’s the honeymoon trip to Bali in May. Then, insya’allah (fingers crossed) there’s the family vacation overseas end of the year. So far we have only Hong Kong Disney on the itinerary as we are thinking of fun places for the kids, and what better place to take them to then the HAPPIEST PLACE IN THE WORLD? And all this while hubby thought it was IKEA during sale season. Shows what he knows..hah!

This year I’ve decided to do more things for myself. You know…things I like to do but never got around to do because I always felt guilty leaving the kids with hubby at home. I’ve decided to make facial and spa appointments every quarter. Just 4 blissful hours to myself, having people pamper my entire body, without having to deal with work or family. I feel by pampering myself once a while, I’ll become a better person, a better mother, a better friend, a better lover. See? Everybody wins!!

2006 is so full of promises and dreams. Just hope I’m still this enthusiastic come February.

Random Notes for 2006

It's 1.35am and tomorrow's a work day after a very long holiday. No way am I gonna survive tomorrow. I'm just gonna go in and count the minutes until 5.30pm. I KNOW I have tons of work left over from 2005...woohoo!! Always the best way to start a new year...with a fresh (and not so fresh) pile of crap in your inbox.

Random notes for 2006.

1. My new baby last week. I'm talking about my smoking new DELL laptop. The monitor is HUGE!! Hahahaha...hubby is kissing the ground I walk on for buying this. He's going mad downloading stuff, and installing stuff, and whatever other stuff computer geeks like to do on their computers. I told him, just DON'T CRASH IT or no hanky panky for a month. Pictures and reviews of my new baby coming soon.

2. I finally watched LOTR, The fellowship of the rings when it showed on TV1 (or TV2?) last Saturday. Somehow I made it thru the self-absorbed saga without falling asleep. Hubby kept asking questions about the movie the entire time. I think he thinks I've read the book or something. I only know parts of the movie because my officemates (who shall remain nameless) talked on and on and on about the movie when it came out. I have a brain that retains useless info like a sponge.

3. I'm in love with Chris Cornell, singer from Audioslave. Is he HOTTT or what? If I were a roadie, I would totally sleep with him. Like, totally.

4. My S-I-L is in the hospital for an operation to remove her "ovarian cysts". She's doing ok, just a little bit sore. Luckily her in-laws live close by and are able to take care of her everyday.

5. Telekom Sri Intan sucks!! Our Langkawi trip had to be postponed due to the floods but the suckers at Sri Intan wouldn't refund my money. They said it's not in their policy to refund money. They could only give me a voucher to use at any of their outlets, which apparently has an expiration date of 3 months. Stuuupidd!!! First of all, I didn't know about their stupid policy. It was not stated in the form I signed when I reserved the rooms nor was it communicated to me via phone when I called them up. Second, what kind of stupid policy is that? What hotel or motel doesn't give you a refund for cancellations? I understand maybe they would have charge me some processing fee but to deny me my RM660 back??!! Plain bozos!!! I intend to make some noise about this.

6. I made some resolutions for 2006 but I think I'll save them for another post. Plus, I think I'll let a few weeks past by before I share them. Hahaha...just to be on the safe side.

I really need to go to bed. Here's to having a safe and wonderful 2006 everybody. May this year be btter for us all than the last one.