hohoho...its overr..and I had loadsa funn...even though it wasn't my wedding..wahah.it was my uncle's.
oh before that..I just have to say how I was (jokingly, I hope)hated by my girl cousins 'coz of my 0.79 second(s?) of fame on tv of me taking picture with (in yan's terms) the hotness..hehah..I have this 10 yr-old cousin who kept telling me "eeeee (while poking me with utmost enthusiasm) I'm so jealous, I hate you.."..and she did it throughout the Entire weekend I tell youuuu...she kept going "sit with us, you can sit with us, even though we're jealous of you"..."nah, you can have it, even though we're jealous of you"...the 76th time she said it, I told her to grow up..hehah.
and I wasn't spared by my aunt, who came up to me and after a tight slap with a vengeance, on my left arm and a genuine "ow!!" from me, later, she goes.."you ahhhh, stand so close to him summore..ugh! jealous seyyy" and my 10 year-old cousin goes.."yaaaa...your face was so close! who knows what would have happened if you suddenly turn around..hmph!"...wat?!..that never crossed my mind but heck, I regret not finding out..hahah
ok so the entire weekend was dedicated to my uncle and his bride....friday, saturday and sunday.
on friday, it was the nikah (solemnization) ceremony, we left with the groom from my aunt's place to go to the bride's place at bedok with gifts and all. During the 'verbal contract', I saw my grandma bury her face in her palms, weeping for a second and whispering her trademark words, "alhamdullilah!" after my uncle recited the akad nikah in one try. During the nikah, gifts are exchanged and the groom has to recite this one sentence to the bride's father or a kadi in the event where the bride's dad is absent, that says something like "I accept so-and-so with a certain amount of money(dowry)..blah blah" and if he doesn't say it clearly for the witnesses to hear, then the contract will not be "sah" or sealed and he'll have to repeat it til its clear. The ceremony's pretty formal, I guess the highlight was the bride and groom, of course, oh and the bride's room..omigosh..it was sooooo pretty..hanging translucent white curtains elegantly all around. I was surprised the mak andam (beautician) was pretty darn young, coz usually they're old and they slap on heavy make-up as if the bride's gonna do a wayang theatre. But this time, the bride looked naturally gorgeous without being overdone.So ya..there's a new generation of mak andams I guess..yay.thank god.
saturday night was just a small dinner ceremony with close friends and family at changi village hotel..pretty darn far huh. But apparently changi was a special place coz it was where they had their first date..eating nasi lemak..hehah. The food's not bad, it was funny seeing the kids tryin to eat with chopsticks. The highlight was during my uncle's speech when he thanked my grandma. His voice started to break when he got to the part.."..Most importantly, I'd like to thank the most special person in my life..(voice a lil high-pitched and broken already)..although I don't say much, (long pause covered with applause and encouragement from the crowd to go on) I want to say that I love you and words cannot describe how important you are to me.." something to that effect..The bride was given a tissue to help him wipe his tears..hehah..and yes..I choked and teared right along. touching la. It's a rare sight really..heh..my family's usually very informal so that speech was really really nice to hear even though it's what we've known all the while. My only complain is that I couldn't see my grandma's reaction..I heard she didn't cry..but my aunt sitting beside her was bawling..heha..maybe the words were in english..so the effect was a lil different..but I'm pretty darn sure she was smiling coz she definitely understands the words "mother" and "I love you".
On sunday is the void deck ceremony..we had it at the multi-purpose hall under my block. So ya, my house was pretty much torn apart by people, stuff, food, flowers, etc, etc..I was givin out bunga telors (souvenirs) to the guests..gave up halfway coz all the enthusiastic little cousins were taking away my job..haha..so I went with the groom who was heralded by the hadrah troupe and some other relatives to the bride's place which was at bedok cc. It was raining heavily so we entered through a different entrance and missed the part where the groom's representative is supposed to pay an "entrance fee" to see the bride..hehah..and my uncle's rep had a poem and all prepared that didnt get to be recited..haha..wasted la..so the groom immediately went on the pelamin, sat beside his bride,..which was on a stage mind you..and took photos..then we came back to the groom's place..they changed to indian clothes..wahah..took photos..then they left to the bride's place..and..ya..thats almost it..gorgeous la..absolutely king and queen for a day..or two..or three..
I wish em a blissful marriage. I had so much fun bein a part of their most important day of their lives through that long weekend of ceremonies...that was my youngest uncle..so no more uncle/aunts wedding in the future..9 outta 10 married already..so now the next few hari raya I'm gonna get more little cousins. shux. The younger they get, the older I feel...and so..are the days of our lives...
Wednesday, November 24, 2004 11:29 p.m.
the best things in life.....are not things.
watched the movie "coffee and cigarettes" a couple of days ago, dare I say it takes some sort of endurance to watch it/stay awake throughout it. But it makes me crave for a good conversation over coffee and...cinnamon rolls. ahhh...been awhile.
fetched shaz at the airport just now with sharm and shrek. paranoid at thinking we're at the wrong belt coz the screen says sydney via brisbane when it should be brisbane via sydney..we were frantically pointing everyone out from afar to be shaz when it's not..when it's just some taiwanese girl with a brown coat and a beige handbag(!)..then sharm went to confirm at the info counter and we were at the right place..it was just a lil late..so yea..it was ok la waiting..while people-watching..them cute pilots,tourists, backpackers and expats made it more than tolerable..hehah..I love our changi airport..but only if I'm departing to go somewhere...................
so ya. welcome back shaz. ok my kopi kiat clan, lets party raya!
Sunday, November 21, 2004 01:29 a.m.
I知 not a groupie I知 not a groupie I知 not a groupie I知 not a groupie I知 not a groupie I知 not a groupie I知 not a groupie I知 not a groupie I知 not a groupie I知 not a groupie I知 not a groupie I知 not a groupie I知 not a groupie I知 not a groupie I知 not a groupie I知 not a groupie
oh but whats this now..? hmm? *shizzle shesizzle*
Thursday, November 18, 2004 09:54 p.m.
party on......dancin' in september....
work it. work those phone buttons. mm hmm..c'mon...you Know he deserves it..
Sunday, November 14, 2004 10:01 p.m.
eid
happy hari raya everyone. Just wanna say maaf zahir and batin, to those I know and love who are near and far, thin and fat, rich and poor, young and old..in this day of forgiving I seek your forgiveness for however I may have offended, hurt or battered you, physically, mentally, psychologically, spiritually. Coz I'm human and boy, are we king of mistakes. And I forgive all who seek my forgiveness. hehah. And I thank god for my beautiful family and friends (and cat) and my murah rezeki life. Ameen.
ok I've had enough of ketupats for a day.
Saturday, November 13, 2004 03:45 p.m.
ooooo barracuda
Just finished my last paper..it ends at 4 officially, but I left at 3..so ya..I'm home chillin now while some are still sluggin it out there...aha. Ok so it was my chinese elective paper..and I'm pissed.
firstly coz I totally neglected studying the characters, a whole 40 marks section with characters was a slap on my face (make that a punch).
secondly, that last section was divided into 2 sections, one for EXCHANGE students, the other for NON-EXCHANGE students. WTF?! The exchange students had it wayyy better off coz they didnt have to recognize a single character and everything was in pinyin. Whereas for the non-exchange students (like me), there was a whole cloz passage of chinese characters..and since I didnt bother to memorise them characters, I sadly, and begrudgingly neglected the whole section while wishing I was an exchange student. Its unfair la. I'd like them to explain to me the rationale behind this double standard. What if the exchange student is from Japan, I mean, at least, they would've had some experience learning characters, although I Know that chinese and japanese characters are totally different, but at least they had some exposure to learning and memorising characters and what nots? I've been exposed to only roman letters all my life.. so I don't get it la. You wanna kiss foreign talent ass, go ahead, but don't kick mine leh!
chou ji dan.
but o well..whatever. life's too short to wrinkle my face over such shit.
tomorrow's hari raya. yay!
Immersed in some melayu-ness yesterday, went to geylang. OMIgod, half the world population must've been there last night, bloody packed, you get to see(mostly malays) old friends, neighbours, your neighbour's friends, your teacher's cousin, your cousin's teacher, your cousin's teacher's mother, your mother's cousin, ya. and the list goes on.
Helped aini find her baju kurong then shrek joined us in the evening to buy stuff from the bazaar and we broke fast in my car..hahah.."so where'd you guys manage to find seats to eat?" .."oh we just chilled at the back seat of a honda accord". with our ramly burgers and dengdengs and bandungs..then we walked around a lil bit, help find shrek her dad's baju, then went to her aunt's place near joo chiat coz she had to get some kueh..nice cozy and prettyyy place, warmed up our hari raya visiting with her aunt serving us sarsi and some kueh..shrek's uncle told us the good news that daphne got kicked out..this singapore idol phenomenon is surprisingly across all ages..even my grandma watches it..I think. so ya. that was cool. Returned to the car and got a saman. bloody heck. didnt have enough coupons la..we saw the parking attendant, and put some coupons..and were sure she wouldnt come back for a second round..apparently they do. Shoulda known better. There was a temporary police station right in front where the car was parked. hehah. bodoh. but nevamind. 20 bucks did not ruin a wonderful evening spent.
so have you wiped your windows, changed to new cushion covers and hung your new curtains?
Wednesday, November 10, 2004 11:54 p.m.
before sunset
Celine : Baby, you're gonna miss that plane.
Jesse : I know.
so glad I caught the movie before it finished showing. It wasn't so much about drooling over ethan hawke's looks coz hes old and wrinkly and shrunken nine years later, julie delpy looked much better tho. but I definitely enjoyed being the voyeur of the couple's god-I-wish-they-wouldn't-stop-talking constant dialogue. The whole movie wasn't about visuals really, (cept maybe gestures) it was all about the conversation, the chemistry and ohh the chemistry, hot, warm, bittersweet, honest, funny, awkward, comfortable, poignant, intimate, vulgar, cheeky, reflective, angry, wistful, sad, exuberant..........it was like a nice cuppa coffee. make that a kona. (altho I've never tried the kona, tho I've heard rave reviews). splendid. it's about missed opportunities and the delusion of second chances. it's about letting your guard down and the joy of just sharing thoughts. its a lil dreamy but pretty hard on reality with quite an abrupt ending that I wouldn't really call it an ending..coz that's just the beauty of their relationship, there can't be a conclusion. You'll either be bored as heck by the movie or enjoy every single second of their conversation. Linklater rocks. And ethan hawke has never disappointed me with his choice of movies.
weeee..
and oh, I think I've always wanted to make a movie like this. No fancy schmancy shots or special effects, only two actors, one set of wardrobe for each, movie went through real time (I think) and not many settings or sets. Just very very driven by dialogue, delivery and character. Low budget but high quality. just perfect.
Sunday, November 7, 2004 12:50 p.m.
force vomit
"...don't follow your heart 'coz it just seems to get in your way."
puking is a disgusting multi-sensory way to discharge. Imagine the hamburger you ate..with the patty and bun and cheese and lettuce and tomato and chilli sauce, all chewed in your mouth then spitted out, then added with some vinegar and then putting all that back in your mouth again. yea, thats what puke tastes like.
yea everybody knows that but I just wonder how bulimics do it regularly...
Thursday, November 4, 2004 09:25 p.m.
like a prayer
"......whatever you want to do
is alright with meeee...."
if a guy can do an Al Green number like that, I am So HISSSSSSSSSS....
if a guy does justin timberlake like that,*flabbergasted/disgusted/shiver* ummm.....I....yeaa....what was I saying again..?
anyways, on a more sombre mood, picking out what to wear to a funeral is an oddly uncomfortable dilemma...I havent had willingly surrendered my wardrobe decision to my mom since........urmm..dang long ago la...
I cry seeing men cry...coz the men in my family, in my life, has always been a sense of security to me, of a strong wall that protects, that keeps up a strong face even in difficult times (not that the women don't but men tend to not emotionally show they're in pain, not coz they're insensitive, but I think they have to be that strong pillar for the emotional woman)..and when they break down...its such..a different side..a side thats always been there..but only now, at times like these, does it all overflow...
so fleeting..we are all passer-bys in the space of time......
Thursday, November 4, 2004 01:24 a.m.
to the beach(rd)
"kill the headlights and put it in neutral,
stockcar flaming with a loser in the cruise control.."
I think I should replace the useless vcd player in the car with a GPRS direction system...instead of traumatising my passengers when we get lost..cannot go on amazing race ah...will be eliminated on the first episode coz most prolly will get lost on the way to the airport even..wahah.
ladies and gentleman, the next time you see an irritating lizard that refuses to leave your room and you dont have baygone, just chase it with your perfume bottle, aim at it and scream "haaa mati kau mati kauuuu!! (die die die!!)"...and if it stares at you after all that, just scream at it to leave your room in a verbally understandable way, "hoi! can u just leave my room now!"
...and then few days later when you sweep the floor under your study table, you'll find an ikan bilis-textured remains of the 'died-of-shock' perfumed lizard.
some people crack me up. some just break me. wahahahahahah..klakar la...shram shram..
Tuesday, November 2, 2004 08:34 p.m.
kutch kutch kutcher hey
"..did you want me to change..well I'd change for good..and I want you to know..that you'll always get your way...I wanted to say...dont you shiver?"
wahahahah...ashton kutcher is hilarious la..hes one of those retardedly funny guys..I'd love to hang out with him...but then so do 210987678 other girls..punk me punk me!
it irks me to see so many foreign faces on local tv shows. and I'm talking bout locally produced programs here...which country am I from again? ohh right...that one..
2 papers down...3 to go..feels like the exams over tho..coz I'm watching too much tv again..229 was actually quite fun..yea..the only ever fun exam paper..only coz it wasn't on paper..on computer terminals..so we were all viciously typing away..you know how sometimes during exams, you realize the whole paragraph you just wrote should really belong somewhere else and you just wish you had the luxury to cut and paste ala microsoft word..yes!! with "computer terminal exam" I could! wahah..jakon eh..besides the normal questions we'd see on paper, there was a picture and 2 videos we had to watch and analyze...so that was the fun part..they had a short scene from "confessions of a dangerous mind" and that pacino movie "any given sunday" and we had to comment on the shot composition and sound design..I've never watched american football over and over and over and over again so many times before man..
I have a baaaad feeling for 201 though...no excuses...just an ominous feeling...like the possibility of...........aaaaaaargh!
but its over(ok not totally, but almost, feels like it anyway) and....now on to the more fruitful things in life...
Monday, November 1, 2004 02:57 p.m.
don't panic
"...we live in a beautiful world..yeah we do..yeah we do.."
I never thought there could be such a complicated breakdown of ideas on the urge of peeing based on some communication theory....
tomorrow's like a super-crowded-that-I-can-get-crushed bazaar I have to walk through to get to that spacious stall that sells my daydreams..just one (or two) obstacle/s a day...almost..after the 2 papers, its gonna basically be okay...at least better than now...I'd like to fastforward today and prolong it at the same time..how ah?
Saturday, October 30, 2004 10:26 p.m.
gravity
"...and then i looked up at the sun
and i could see
oh, the way that gravity turns for you and me
and then i looked up at the sky
and saw the sun
and the way that gravity turns on everyone
on everyone.."
break fast was......nostalgic...mom made home made burgers...
"do u remember I used to make these alot when you were little?.."
....yea. I still have pictures in my head of my brother and I picking out the onions off the patty, smudging ketchup on our faces, the old red oven you used to bake with..my ketchup-stained tshirt, the old kitchen and cozy dining corner..and the smell of baked beef and buns. These days I frequent mcdonald's, stay off ketchup and my brother's room is soulless.
"...because it was nothing like we'd ever dreamt
our lust for life had gone away with the rent we hated..."
Saturday, October 30, 2004 01:02 a.m.
random photo (album)
"...Over the ramparts you tossed
The scent of your skin and some foreign flowers
Tied to a brick
Sweet as a song
The years have been short but the days were long.."
my cool cat.
my other cacat cool cats
*gasp* no idea what the goal of this photo is. abstract hari raya photo.
[edited to say: ok not abstract..mcdonald's ad immitation laaa]
cheeeeeeeeeeeeeezz *constipated*
our best mentel poses.(with so many unintended product placements)
Thursday, October 28, 2004 11:52 p.m.
its a little cold outside
"...and don't be so hard on yourself..you won't get better..'til you're worse..yea you.."
How do meditators clear their mind? Theres always something in our heads...can't be blank...I think there's no such thing as "my mind went blank"..I'm just saying..theres always something in my head...too many layers..too many overlapping stars in a hazy universe..that sometimes I get mixed between reality and thought...dreams and reality...like I could say to someone, "do you remember when I said ....." and the person sincerely goes, "umm, you never said that.." and then it occured to me, oh..thats right..I never said that..I just thought it. Freaky. It doesn't happen all the time la..or else I'd be having a junior alzheimer's or something..but ya..it happens..I wish there were shelves to arrange my thoughts..but theres no wayy of arranging things sometimes so cloudy I can't see it to even say it..they just keep floating around I guess..like prawns in the sea..hehah
...ok I'm not a mind-ologist...but I think the only time you can say your mind went blank is when you're dead...or even on that..I could be disputed.
I hate cramming organized information into my head...coz there are no shelves there. I hate studying.
Wednesday, October 27, 2004 04:12 p.m.
whats in a name.......
"...don't hold yourself like that..you'll hurt your knees..volcanoes melt you down..."
It's true..I'm in the most unhip and hideous campus in Singapore. We don't have color we have grey walls, we don't have that cozy feeling, we have cold..grey walls..we don't have vibrant people..we have..grey walls. damn. what is communication studies doing stuck in between grey walls?? let us out! out! aaaaaaaaaar........
ok. just one of my fancy-schmancy-but-really-nothing thought of the day.
theres so many fancy names these days...old malay names used to be the typical..siti, nurul, ahmad, farhan, taufik, rizal..etc, etc...these are common ones..now parents want savvy names..something not so common..I have cousins called batrisyia, syuhadah and hijjriah just to name a few complicated ones.. and hollywood celebrities dont name their kids mary and john no more..its rocco, romeo, aurellia, phoenix chi(!!), piper maru, tallulah belle, scout larue, ella bleu, maya ray..(wah piang! and most fancy names are girls')..talk about image. but then again, you do associate pretty names to pretty images...and weird ones with ummm weird stuff...but I guess what all parents wanna do these days is just set their sons and daughters apart from others and have their name sound special and different (how much more special and different, thats up to the parents unfortunately).. old and traditional is boring.
so if you name your daughter serene, will she be peaceful/peace-loving? if you name her sage, will she be wise? if you name her summer, will she be cheerful? if you name her paris will she be ..uhh..slutty?
dunno...since we're on the trend of breaking conventions...I will name my daughter..."bob marley". wahah..oh the poor child...
Tuesday, October 26, 2004 12:13 a.m.
uneventfully yours,
hi. and no I haven't been trying to upgrade this site...its just been a "too-clustered" week. I needed some blankness.
hmmmm *sigh* hmmmm...
...I don't want celebrity fame..coz being a celebrity these days mean selling your soul, self, sanctity...you think you're so beautiful............so beautiful...
I cannot get this song outta my head and playlist loop.
You Know the clothes that you wear,
And the color in your hair
Shouldn稚 change you........
....God my fingers burn
Now when I think of touching your hair
You have changed so much that I don稚 know,
If I can call you and tell you I care
And I would love to bring you down,
Plant your feet back on the ground
You think you池e so beautiful
So beautiful...
pete murray - so beautiful
what is it with me and male singers whining (in an emotionally endearing way)??
bought damien rice's cd...been eonsss since I bought a cd man...and its not like I have much disposable income these days..just an itch..and a sudden fallin in love with damien...rice. its good music for long drives..and traffic jams. want a ride?
TidBitzz