Sunday, June 17, 2007
12:07 AM...............................................................................
too happy. gained 3kg.
and guess what?! i'm still happy. wahaha.
erm.
Running makes me feel liberated :) Freeee.
Just came back from a wedding dinner.
erm. it just doesn't make sense to me. Inviting sooo many people to the wedding and you (meaning the bride/groom) can't even recognise half of their faces. 80% of the guests were busy stuffing their face with food when the groom thanked them for coming. How very ironic.
I feel a wedding is best kept as a small affair.
Only people who matter should be present. People who matter = people you love and love you in return.
No distant aunties who are dying to show off their big diamonds. No teenagers with "why the hell am i here?" look stamped on their forehead. And no loud music and gaudy lights when the first dish is served. I've never understood the rational for that. Like why the hell? Just serve the food for God sake. ( i was at a 5 star hotel, mind you)
Like tonight, i was one of the people who didn't matter to the groom and bride. In fact, i didn't know the groom's name till i was there. He's called Kelvin. And i still don't know the bride's name. haha. How odd. He's my grandma's cousin's son. Can't believe we're related.
Oh. well. Might as well wish them all the best. Happy ever after my dear distant cousin whom i don't know existed before tonight.
Ps: shan. love your leg spray thingy. i've got flawless legs. haha. chi chi was amused.
and guess what?! i'm still happy. wahaha.
erm.
Running makes me feel liberated :) Freeee.
Just came back from a wedding dinner.
erm. it just doesn't make sense to me. Inviting sooo many people to the wedding and you (meaning the bride/groom) can't even recognise half of their faces. 80% of the guests were busy stuffing their face with food when the groom thanked them for coming. How very ironic.
I feel a wedding is best kept as a small affair.
Only people who matter should be present. People who matter = people you love and love you in return.
No distant aunties who are dying to show off their big diamonds. No teenagers with "why the hell am i here?" look stamped on their forehead. And no loud music and gaudy lights when the first dish is served. I've never understood the rational for that. Like why the hell? Just serve the food for God sake. ( i was at a 5 star hotel, mind you)
Like tonight, i was one of the people who didn't matter to the groom and bride. In fact, i didn't know the groom's name till i was there. He's called Kelvin. And i still don't know the bride's name. haha. How odd. He's my grandma's cousin's son. Can't believe we're related.
Oh. well. Might as well wish them all the best. Happy ever after my dear distant cousin whom i don't know existed before tonight.
Ps: shan. love your leg spray thingy. i've got flawless legs. haha. chi chi was amused.
