I have never been able to fully comprehend the meaning behind weddings,and why people become so obsessive about them.Until today.Yat,the eldest among five siblings,will be getting married on Saturday and I've just returned from the family meeting where matters concerning the event were discussed thoroughly-the three hours involved around 30 people,all adults aside from Sha,Ivana and myself,and the discussion of every aspect of the upcoming wedding including seating arrangements,the treatment of vip's,the chronology of events and several other less intimidating topics such as the distribution of door gifts and the management of noisy,annoying children that are bound to come.What i once perceived to be an unnecessary time filler for bored housewives and people with too much time on their hands,now seems an exceedingly important and meaningful event ,one which has much importance-it signifies the final transition for a woman,finally leaving her previous life and giving herself to the idea of perfect Independence and a real commitment,it's one event where all the relatives come together to make it special,and as a younger sibling i feel a bit sad,proud of course,but sadder even,to see my eldest sister leave the family to begin her own adventure,and i just hope for myself that the journey taking me to that point would be a slow,steady and enjoyable one as i wouldn't want to wake up one day with a mediocre job to attend to and three unloving children impatiently waiting to be sent to school,with the grave knowledge that all the ambitions and aspirations i had were suddenly obsolete and gone,the images of what could've been passing through my head as i absentmindedly work and struggle my way through the remaining years of an unhappy life,finally reaching the final years realising how my life had been a sad,tragic and wasteful.Okay,how such a happy event like my sister's wedding lead me to think about such depressing things,i have no idea how or why.And like the many other mysteries my mind constantly produces,they leave me with a lingering sense of disturbing anxiety,but more of wonder and curiousity-the thought of having a shapeless future i can bend and change,and the knowledge that i have many years ahead to determine how my life turns out,seems more hopeful than not.
13.12.06
Wedding Preparations
I have never been able to fully comprehend the meaning behind weddings,and why people become so obsessive about them.Until today.Yat,the eldest among five siblings,will be getting married on Saturday and I've just returned from the family meeting where matters concerning the event were discussed thoroughly-the three hours involved around 30 people,all adults aside from Sha,Ivana and myself,and the discussion of every aspect of the upcoming wedding including seating arrangements,the treatment of vip's,the chronology of events and several other less intimidating topics such as the distribution of door gifts and the management of noisy,annoying children that are bound to come.What i once perceived to be an unnecessary time filler for bored housewives and people with too much time on their hands,now seems an exceedingly important and meaningful event ,one which has much importance-it signifies the final transition for a woman,finally leaving her previous life and giving herself to the idea of perfect Independence and a real commitment,it's one event where all the relatives come together to make it special,and as a younger sibling i feel a bit sad,proud of course,but sadder even,to see my eldest sister leave the family to begin her own adventure,and i just hope for myself that the journey taking me to that point would be a slow,steady and enjoyable one as i wouldn't want to wake up one day with a mediocre job to attend to and three unloving children impatiently waiting to be sent to school,with the grave knowledge that all the ambitions and aspirations i had were suddenly obsolete and gone,the images of what could've been passing through my head as i absentmindedly work and struggle my way through the remaining years of an unhappy life,finally reaching the final years realising how my life had been a sad,tragic and wasteful.Okay,how such a happy event like my sister's wedding lead me to think about such depressing things,i have no idea how or why.And like the many other mysteries my mind constantly produces,they leave me with a lingering sense of disturbing anxiety,but more of wonder and curiousity-the thought of having a shapeless future i can bend and change,and the knowledge that i have many years ahead to determine how my life turns out,seems more hopeful than not.
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u keep thinking that the whole world is after you~
there's some good in life, y'know...
take it easy, man~
;)
haha yes i may be developing a milder form of insomnia,or perhaps some other mental disturbance-but these sad thoughts are simply from other things that make me feel down sometimes,some other unrelated things.some people see therapists,some meditate,some become uncontrolable,i deal with it partly by writing sad stuff smtimes.
harloooo!
weddings are such a drag.
BUT not if you are involved and if u noe the bride/groom, EXTRA BONUS POINTS ! FUNNN!
sila take heaps of pictures ya!
wat u gonna wear???
wat colorrrr?
take pic of the bunga telur ya.
i like that a lot. hee hee!
have fun dudie!!!
bunga telor fetish syndrome har mae?haha-yealor quite fun today me & my sis spent two hours discussing with some offical how the royalty fella shud be treated-havock i tell u-cara salam,tunduk,plates,chairs,handkerchiefs,haiyoh please ar mae,never marry a royalty fella-or if u do,make sure for ur wedding the bunga telur made of gold hehe
wah royalty lagi arrr!
so u got royal connection next time la! wakakaka!
i think all this tradition stuff is good experience! then u can teach ur kids next time also! heehee!
okie have heaps of fun alright!
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