Wow. So it's Week Five of Term Three already. It's the time-to-get-started-on-our-project-cum-chionging week. Everyday, go home, do your projects. If not, you got some tutorials to complete for the next day. But all the madness has yet to come. There's still this still-not-done-with-project-but-need-to-study-for-exams period. Haiz. Kay. Shall 走一步,看一步, like how the old saying goes. No point worrying too much. Should live in the present. :)
HAHAHA. But so much for living in the present, it's time to keep track of my life while I still remember all that happened.
Throwback to Saturday, 9th November. Slept half the day away. I guess I was worn out from school. Had an advance birthday celebration dinner at Chui Huey Lim Teochew Cuisine for Grandma. When we were on our way home from dinner, my parents told me that I've got to attend a wedding dinner the next day with my dad cause Mummy had to take care of Grandma at home who was still recovering from shingles.
So a little background story about the wedding dinner I was told to attend: it's the wedding dinner of my dad's long time friend's (I guess that's an acceptable word) son's wedding. So this friend worked with my dad and other old friends too when they were like in their 20s, 30s and were the pioneer batch of Singapore Mint when it was first established (from what I've heard from other uncles and aunties who had small conversations with me). So ex and old staffs of the Mint would be present at the dinner and my parents thought it was more appropriate for me to attend in place of my mum than my brother because I've worked at the Mint before during the Jan-Feb period so I can go there and say hi to them.
And so I went for the dinner with Dad. Off to Shangri-La hotel!
Nervous. But a little excited. While I was on the car. Because this was my first ever wedding dinner that I'm about to attend without my whole family. And I'd be pretty much have to be independent since I'll be expecting my dad to go around and catching up with old friends.
Cocktail session at at 7-730, reached at 715. Went into the Island Ballroom. First thing to do was to go to the reception table (..? Is that what you call it?) where it was quite a long line of tables put together. Towards my left was the groom's side and towards the right was the bride's.
Aunty Bengeng happened to be there at the table so dad went to congratulate her while my eyes wondered off to explore the splendor of the room. But it just took that split-second when something else caught my eyes. Wow. This really fine looking man that I assumed to be the groom's friend was at manning the table. So since he's the groom's friend he would be in his late 20s I guess. But he looks SO YOUNG. SO, SO YOUNG. Okay but I didn't to look and smile at him like how I looked and smiled to the girl sitting beside him though. I guess I was suddenly just too overwhelmed by his fine looks and I was just too shy. Hehe. But at the corner of my gaze I could see him making eye contact with my dad then me but I avoided that. What if my face suddenly blush badly?? HAHAH.
So when my dad met some of his old friends, the ex Mints, and had started their catch up session. Conveniently, they formed a circle like within a meter from the table and my position was such that my back was facing the table. PLUS, once in awhile they'll be like "Ey, where's so and so? Thought I saw him/her just now." So I conveniently also turned my head around and searched for people, and conveniently look towards the table side and peek peek, peep peep.
So while standing around, my dad introduced me to almost all of the friends who came to say hi to my dad. And all the questions I got was pretty much all the same:
1. So where are you studying now? Oh I'm currently doing my first year in Singapore Poly.
2. Oh, what course are you doing? Erm, Business Administration.
3. So you're 17 this year? Oh no no, I'm 16, because blah blah blah -blaps about the reason-
4. Ahhh I see I see, so are you the eldest? Uh, no, I have an elder brother actually. He's currently serving NS.
If you could actually see that I was trying my best not to just give a Yes or No as my answer...
And things most of them always say to me:
1. Your father is a joker.
2. So pretty already ah, the last time I saw you, you were only a baby/3/4 years old.
3. Why the daughter so pretty, the father like that one?
Basically, apparently all of them said that they saw me when I was really young but I really can't remember their faces. Like who remembers faces when you're 3-4 years old? But I do remember some of their names though, when dad mentions them to my mum occasionally. And duh the compliment cause everyone people grow to be prettier than their baby form. That's what I believe. HAHAHA.
Saw familiar faces like Aunty Georgie, Elizabeth and Mr Tan. And finally saw faces that I don't know/remember after a long time but have been hearing my dad talking to my mum like Uncle bengteck and wife, Loy, Aunty Alice, Flora etc. Too many. But when I saw them that night, I finally went "Ohhhhhh so that's who papa was talking about all the time." It's like mentally, I played a little matching game.
It was halfway through the dinner, when Aunty Bengeng came walking around with her family to zhao dai (couldn't think of any appropriate english word with my limited vocabulary) the guests that she invited. It was then that I saw him again with Aunty Bengeng! He seems so close to her. And it was then I figured out that he was probably her son... Means the groom's brother!
And so finally they came to our table. There were only 3 other women (women cause they're all wedded wifes with sons and daughters who're in their early twenties) on the table then. Aunty Bengeng was with her husband and two other sons when they came over, basically with the whole family except the groom. And they were standing in the opposite direction from where I was sitting. Especially him. HAHAHA. So then she introduced her sons and her husbands. Then the other men started coming back to the tables. Apparently the uncles were more interested in talking to the sons. So I conveniently became a passive listener while they were talking. And you know, you've got to give whoever is talking their due respect by looking at them..? Yeah, conveniently looked at whoever was talking too. If you know what I mean. :P
So things I realised about him:
1. He's not the groom's friend. He's the groom's brother.
2. He's the youngest child.
3. He's not in his late 20s, he's in his early 20s.
4. He said he's left with one more year of service in NS.
So I guess he's probably 20 or 21. But heard from my dad that he did another year for A Levels. But I'm not sure if my dad's memory is right or not. But wow, that's quite a big age gap between the brothers since they go by 31, 28, 21.
So then when they're done with the talking and when the family was about to move on to another table, they asked the photographer to take a photo of the table. Photo, taken. But where will you see the picture still remains as a question.
Then after the couple had popped their champagne, they went around taking photos with each table. Only the couple and both side's parents. Meh. Okaycan.
When about a dish before the dessert, they printed that photo for us! The first photo. I was pleasantly surprised. Each pair one. But kind of disappointing cause the photo doesn't do justice to what he looked like in real life. It was either that he isn't photogenic or he gave of that Ima-superstar-I-look-good-in-any-smiles confidence. Cause he didn't show his teeth. Sort of like an um chio but yet he kind of pulled off that smile. But yet he really doesn't look that good in the photo as compared to real life. Whispered to my dad "Ey I look so good here, give me this photo okay! You can have the other photo."
Papa said okay.
When we went home I told my parents that I wanted the photo as a keepsake of my first ever wedding at I attended independently. And I looked good in it anyway. And the second photo my dad wore his coat; he didn't in the first. So he should keep the second photo cause he'll most likely look better there. Hahahaha. It was the truth..! Just that it wasn't really the main reason why I wanted the only only what... :P
So then when I got home, I was like fangirling over the picture to Imran. Whatsapp him the photo and he was like "He got eyes like brock." LIKE OH MY GOSH NO. He had such charming eyes. One of the nicest I've ever seen. And if by now, dear readers you all do not already know, eyes attract me very much in the sense that if you've got really charming eyes, you don't have to have really tall straight nose nor nice lips for me to say that you're good looking/attractive. Just like how some people look at others' toes, tights, hands, etc to see if the person's attactive to them, mine would be the eyes. Single eyelid or double. As long as they're charming, or I see them sparkle. I'll most likely be attracted to that pair of eyes. And it's very rare of me to find someone good looking if you don't have a pair of attractive eyes.
And one of the funniest part of our conv was when Imran was asking me to chill, ec only, aldo don't know when I'll be seeing him again but I told him I hardly (or openly for that matter) fangirl, so why can't he let me fangirl a bit? And then I went on comparing this to a concert.
"You know... it's like a concert withdrawl symptom. Just that I went for a wedding dinner instead of a concert and met a handsome boy instead of meeting my favourite stars."
Then he said that he knows how I feel but not as bad as mine cause at most he 2-3 hours withdrawl symptoms gone already.
"You got take photo with them?"
"Haha no! I'm in no way related to them."
"Exactly. No photos so harder to remember so easier to get over what. I got photo at home to see ley. How to withdrawl so easly?"
HAHAHAHA. Too funny.
So I went high while chatting with Imran until I realised that I have not bathed. Hurriedly bathed and by the time I was in bed, it was already close to 2.
Woke up on a Monday morning feeling good about yesterday. Had a really weird but funny dream that I've already half forgotten. Had no Monday blues!! But was quite shag cause I guess I was drained of my energy from yesterday.
Did MOB till late late 1 am on Monday supposedly Tuesday. And so I was tired for the whole of today too. Skipped Korean classes so as to catch up on my sleep.
I think I'm still in awestricken. Yes, awestricken. That's the word. I wasn't totally on fangirl mode when I was telling Shiying and Jamie about this story on Monday and even today while I was still feeling quite good about the photo incident. I guess it just overwhelms me that wow okay handsome guy, then oh photo, then ohh they printed the photo for you, and then lastly I got the photo that easily from my dad. Like so smooth. And how can someone's eyes be so charming? And the he gave that teethy smile at the reception table. Plus not to forget he was in a suit. Guys instantly look much better in suits. And I don't think I'll ever be seeing him again unless in a 1 out of
And so at the end of today, I actually came to a conclusion that so far, all the Ians I've ever known in my life are not ugly at all. In fact for the very least, they're all at least above average appearance wise.
Alright. It actually took me 2 hours to type all these thoughts down. Hehehe. But I guess it was worth it. So one day I can look back and re-read all my entries and then recall all these moments/memories that made me happy, excited or all warm and fuzzy inside.
Only took this to keep with me. The rest of the small gifts from the wedding, I left it with papa.
And on a closer look, I found out that the bottom of the heart was the couple's photo. And then you read the quote. So sweet. :)
Alright. Goodnight!
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