A Mind of My Own

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Chinese New Year is coming. So are the frequently asked questions by the relatives who are very concerned about my marital status. Since they don’t see me every time throughout the year (that is in case they get sick from looking at me and won’t give me the ang bao so generously), they will ask me “So, when are you getting married?”

A colleague of mine would answer this way, every year, “Yesterday.” That was that. Good, I should start using from now until I get married. The next question to field is “When are you going to have a baby?” Maybe I should use the same answer, no?

As mentioned before, it’s expensive to get married in Singapore especially when most of the elders want you to hold an 8-course dinner. I want to say “SILENCE! I KEEL YOU!” Achmed style. Cool, right? Of course I can’t just tell them that. They will kill me before I have even ended the sentence.

Sometimes I wonder if life is just all about marriage, kids and work. Have we made our lives so utterly routine that the questions are always about marriage, girlfriend, boyfriend, kids, flat, money and many more? I want many things but they aren’t achievable at this stage but I will get there.

Another question they will ask you after your first child, “Second one coming?” Besides money being the problem of feeding the first one plus all the money going to the flat, I seriously wonder where the heck do the parents cough out the money for all those stuff.

What I’m hoping for is that they won’t be asking me about my mundane life and just focus on my kids about their studies and height. Or I should just go adopt one and let them ask the kid.

My question is “How come must hold an 8-course wedding dinner one?“

You can say that again. Couples planning to tie the knots are having trouble trying to book their preferred hotels due to the steep and rising prices of the banquet tables. Even the red packets (ang baos) have to be bigger too. That way, the couple will not be able to cover their wedding celebrations, let alone honeymoon.

The price list for 2007 is available and I can’t imagine what it’ll be like for 2008 onwards. All these are just the tip of the iceberg, when the housing loans and renovation bills come, you’ll start to think how to get married with all these huge debts.

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The Legends in Fort Canning sounds like a fantasy. A place where legends come to life. DD’s friend was holding her wedding dinner there and I went with him. A cocktail reception was still going on at 8pm. The wedding card stated 7.30pm. Eventually, everyone arrived by 8.35pm. Sometimes, I hate Chinese style wedding dinners. Everyone is hungry.

The newly-weds had 3 changes of clothes. The first was a white gown with a long train. She looked absolutely lovely. The food started arriving after that. The food was up to standard but the timing was off. It didn’t seem to come within a certain timing. The 2nd change of clothes for the couple came up after the 3rd course arrived. The couple wore black. My parents would have jumped at my throat for wearing a black gown.

This gown had a huge can can. It suited the bride very well too. At the end of the dinner, the couple had a final change of clothes. This time, to a Pernarakan for the bride and a white suit for the groom. The couple had friends mixing cocktail of beer, brandy, red wine and some soy sauce in red wine to drink. Oh my.

I liked the ambiance at the place, just that the area was rectangular and the 2nd walk in was to be done at the other end. I wondered why the drinks weren’t refilled that promptly by the time it was near the bottom of the glass. My favourite was the dessert, honeydew sago. Nice. I do hate the dish before the dessert, fried noodles. By that time, I was already bursting at the seams, I don’t need the noodles to add on to my growing girth.

I think I’m not going to hold such a dinner. I would like to hold mine in a different way. Now, to convince the parents.

What bride would be without a bridal set? I’m in love with this bracelet from this bridal set by Goldheart.

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And no, don’t ask me when either. I don’t know. But my friends, do take note. You can give me this set when I send you my invitation card.

I’ve been asked way too many times and I feel it’s never too good to ask people such a question. My colleagues were talking about marriage during lunch and they touched on “When is your turn?” topic. With lots of red bombs these few months, I’ve been asked this question numerous times. The last time I was asked, the relationship ended. So, if you want me to get married, don’t ask me.

Call me pandang or superstitious but if you do care about your friends, don’t ask them such a question if you expect the couples to get married. Let the river flow and your friends will be grateful for being thoughtful and feel happier attending the events.

This man must be suffering from identity crisis. He decided to wear nothing but a set of pink bikini into the lift early in the morning.

Tan Wen Zhong, 21, admitted to five charges, including “outraging the modesty” of the woman who shared the lift with him and “fraudulent possession of women’s underwear”, Singapore’s Straits Times reported.

So, what did he claim?

In mitigation, Tan’s lawyer said his client had been badly affected by his parents’ divorce during his formative years.

I wonder what’s the link between a bikini, divorce and formative years. And I’m starting to wonder about perverts I’ve met.

I woke up early again this morning. Same time, 4.30am. Freaking early. Luckily, my dad was going in the direction I was going and I took a lift from him, It’s a very good thing I did too. The groom was super stingy. I doubt it would be enough to cover the taxi fare either.

It was also a good thing I had another lift from his friend too. It started to rain heavily just as we left the place after the ROM buffet. Overall, this event was very simple. No time was the phrase I kept hearing. Let’s see how tonight goes.

While this wasn’t the 1st time I’ve attended a church wedding, this was the 1st time I’ve managed to view it from the start to the end. I was very late the other time. I got off at the wrong stop. That’s another story to tell. I doubt I’ll talk about it much. There were singing and the speech from the Father about marriage being life-long commitment. Yes, marriage is a life-long commitment. You don’t just say “I do” and expect miracles.

Both have to work together and sort things out. I saw a lot of young teens attending the event and they were lost about what went on. I don’t know the bride personally but she is their teacher and when they came, she kept waving to them. Shows how much care she has for them and their love for her too. There was the bouquet being throw at the end, even the guys got the chance to catch it. DD was too tired to catch it. All the guys never slept the previous night and had to reach the groom’s place at 5.45am.

Either they were too excited or they were doing something that kept them up the whole night like clubbing. I thought bachelor’s party was being held. It started to rain just as the service started. Thankfully, it stopped when we were leaving. Kriston catered the food. It looks like the favourite for buffet spread. I love the cheesecake.

I’m tired even though I didn’t join in as sisters. My hunch for the coming wedding, I’ll be beat by 3pm. And the dinner had not started yet.

Having read of a man who had 4 wives and 17 kids (or was it 16?) and even having bed romps with his daughters claiming his lordship over them, I was really sickened at the thought of the broken trust between a father and daughter. Here, this man decided that his daughter’s friend needed “healing”.

To add to the insult, his wife helped him. What was she thinking? A spiritual marriage between a married man and an innocent girl? What does that mean? It’s not logical. Neither is it legal. I wonder if the friendship between both girls will be lost.