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Monday, October 27, 2008

the big day

my cousin tied the knot last weekend in the most romantic and possibly most exhausting fashion ever

my bridesmaid duties include countless measurements for the painstakingly self-designed/tailored bridesmaid dresses
taking an entire day off school/work for diy decorating
we're talking hanging lanterns and candle jars, flower arrangements, handmade signages, flora arcs etc
hell, the masterplan merticulously done by miss bridezilla was 30 pages long.

manicured nature served as the backdrop to an ethereal garden wedding at the lovely mandai orchid gardens
pity that nature didnt come with a/c and bug spray
but out of love for my own blood, such discomforts were significantly dimmed by the radiance of the newlyweds' joy on this special occasion

with my inate lack of self-restraint, the waterworks were unstoppable for the night.
i could count all my teary moments where i couldnt help myself.
when she put the bridesmaid flower in my hair
when she walked down the aisle with my uncle
when they said their 'i wills' (what happened to good ole 'i dos'?)
yes, i even teared at the yum seng.

while im still in the throes of festivity and maniacally planning my own wedding in my head
i will trick myself into exercising some good patience and load some photos.



getting hitched outdoors style.
see those lanterns?
wasn't possible without me.

the world's most terrible pageboy my lil nephew brian
( he calls himself 'brem brem')
walked 3 steps down the aisle and then ran off to his mother

breath-taking as the sun set.

dad combed his hair just for the evening

for keeping the bugs away and fanning my armpits when people are looking.
you know i dont care.

cousin octavious loves to cam-whore in between dishes

bridezilla charmaine and her bridesmaid

the ghostly appration of a bride with her sister charlene

saying bye to her bedtime companion mr bear.
well there's a hello to the new one!

pictures never go in sequence on bloody blogger
here's the groom and his pals gate-crashing at 10 in the morning
task one was circus act hence the facepaint.

glory glory man united, sings the diehard liverpool fan winston
hoisted by his buddies while the rest juggle tennis balls, do cartwheels and wheelbarrow around the front porch. the circus act was pure hilarity.
fingers crossed for an upcoming youtube version.

evil bridesmaids at task 2: "how well do you know your bride?"
sample questions include 'what did she get for her psle', 'what's her jc subject combi' etc
the wrong answer warrants a nutritional boost of raw wheatgrass, tow gay, chillis, bittergourd
and get this, a round of wasabi shots for all the boys.
winston didnt fare too well in this task so the plates were pretty much cleaned out.
major grossness.

after all the torture and a fatter red packet, we relented and it was off to the church.

i had to emphasis my responsibility for the lovely setting
miss virgin bridemaid at dempsey's st george church

a volkswagen van, it doesnt get cuter than this.

little children are like valium for old people
that's me nephew, lil hurvitz who's a total natural when it comes to working that camera
im talking unbreakable eye contact for a one year old

the lil dynamo brem brem

brem brem got trigger-happy with aunty grace's camera phone
pretty impressive for a 2.5 year old right?
he practises alot with his father and takes amazing by-luck pictures
just before he flings the poor camera onto the ground

xxx
i was pemmed like a poodle, made up like a drag queen all by 8am.
despite being devoured by vicious mozzies and how i wet-wiped myself in the dodgy handicapped toilet cos i didnt have time to go home for a shower due to my deocrating duties
it could not have been a more amazing experience that will linger in my memory for a long while
i could not be happier for my dear cousin charmaine, whom i fondly call my fuping jie jie
finally went legal with the terrific legal eagle winston and now he's an official addition to our family
this is the family that has always been here for me
and now we're all growing up so fast we're making it bigger.
family is something we take for granted, like an invisible safety net.
you dont know its actually there to catch you until you fall,
which is pretty often in my meandering life so far
and it's milestones like these that evoke such genuine joy for each other's achievements
it just proves that real love comes from the communal rejoicing in the founded bliss of the individuals we love and care for.
now me thinks i should set up my own wedding committee pronto.
bitches, isaac, you heard that?
oh happy day - sister act ost

















the usual suspect said::
10/27/2008 01:08:00 AM :D

Monday, October 20, 2008

my current obsession



jay chou channeling usher.
this is vintage jay chou rnb y'all.

hot white singlet. check.
blinged out regalia. check.
slick moves. check.
the awesome skyline of hk that i fondly miss. check.
stupid hot cleavagey chick that i detest with a passion. check.

my first love has revisted his taiwanese homeboy roots.
i recall how in the first few albums the cap was a permanent fixture.

loves loves it.


on a side note, the rest of the album was passable for me.
trademark jay. sweet but not an aural orgasm.
fantasy is still my all time favourite.

some tunes were pretty forgettable on the first listen.
blasphermously skipped the fast tracks, save the songs about the joker and the magician. the russian piano and batman references work for me.
the music of jay chou grows on the ears after a few spins.

oh talented talented jay.
what i would give to marry you.


the usual suspect said::
10/20/2008 01:42:00 AM :D

Tuesday, October 14, 2008

思绪不斷阻擋著回憶播放
盲目的追尋 仍然空空盪盪
灰濛濛的夜晚 睡意又不知躲到哪去
一轉身孤單已躺在身旁


the usual suspect said::
10/14/2008 03:19:00 PM :D

Monday, October 13, 2008



15th october.
this wednesday.

i. simply.cannot.wait.


the usual suspect said::
10/13/2008 06:15:00 AM :D

Thursday, October 09, 2008

i think i'm drowning
asphyxiated
i wanna break this spell you've created

you're something beautiful
a contradiction
i wanna play the game
i want the friction

you will be the death of me
yeah You will be the death of me

bury it I won't let you bury it
i won't let you smother it
i won't let you murder it

our time is running out
our time is running out
you can't push it underground
you can't stop it screaming out

i wanted freedom
bound and restricted
i tried to give you up
but I'm addicted

now that you know I'm trapped sense of elation
you'd never dream of
breaking this fixation

you will squeeze the life out of me
bury it I won't let you bury it
i won't let you smother it
i won't let you murder it

our time is running out
our time is running out
you can't push it underground
you can't stop it screaming out
how did it come to this?


- muse


the usual suspect said::
10/09/2008 11:27:00 AM :D

Monday, October 06, 2008

the other night, the most surreal thing happened to me.
something so beautiful yet so ugly.


the usual suspect said::
10/06/2008 09:32:00 PM :D


my world in a paper cup
gracie lou freebush
miss artful dodger
1986
st.nicks/cjc/nus theatre studies
//
Let each man exercise the art he knows.
Aristophanes

eclectic*psychedelic
The drama is not dead but liveth
and contains the germs of better things.
-william archer

all my lovers//haters
bohemian rhapsody
is this the real life?
is this just fantasy?
caught in a landslide
no escape from reality
open your eyes, look up to the skies and see
-queen

Scaramouche, Scaramouche, will you do the Fandango!

ty
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