Saturday, January 3, 2004

   Wedding Chaos
My family is pretty disfunctional but absolutely hilarious to watch and today was no exception.

Today was Saturday (03.01.2004) started out as a nice cool sunny morning. I had gotten out of bed at 4:30am, to get myself ready. My clothes were ironed then set aside in one of those body...no umm...those clothing bags. I was pretty much wearing the semi traditional dress that I had worn at my Yr 12 formal last month.

My brother woke up then chucked a tantrum and let me tell you, seeing a 15yr old boy chuck a hissy fit is very funny...especially when said boy is your younger brother. He and my mother had gotten into an argument about his clothing. He had a white suit...very similar to Muraki's (although I don't think that I'll be telling him that) and the argument ended with my mother winning.

Now, I don't like to think of weddings in association with bad omens but this wedding took the cake. Anything that could have gone wrong, did go wrong.

Well, after my mother and brother had finished their little spat, I had discovered that for some reason, my left ear had decided to take a vacation and stopped working. It was disconcerting experience, thankfully though my balance had remained.

We left the house on time (a miracle if you ask me, we're all notoriously tardy), and reached my grandma's house. This was a traditional wedding so we had to have the groom and his entourage carrying gifts on cushions covered by red silk cloths. The bride's family would be ready to receive it and the family speeches, etc would start afterwards.

This is what SHOULD have happened. It did with my other aunt's and uncles. Unfortunately for my youngest aunt, her wedding was pure chaos.

Once we had arrived, I started playing with my cousins that had come down from Brisbane. They're absolutely adorable and we spent most of our time playing Go Fish and putting my Dark Magician puzzle together. We had the "breakfast" at 9am. It sounds alright for a weekend breakfast, but I doubt the normal breakfast would consist of suckled BBQ pig, stir-fried noodles, spring rolls and Coke.

The groom was supposed to turn up at 10 which was about the time when we started packing up. In a hurry, I was herded off to change into my outfit and my cousins were roped into greeting duty. It was a mess. It was soooo confusing since the bride's side all spoke Vietnamese and the groom's side spoke Chinese with little English. Well, except for the younger generation.

After, the wedding party had gone traipsing off to the groom's house (representation of the groom collecting his bride) I relaxed with my cousins and watched the Digimon movie with them. Davis looks gorgeous in the movie and Willis is a cutie. ^___^

The house was hot and humid since the AC had broken down. Not good since it was around 30-something degrees celsius.

When it was nearing the time of the reception, I was driven by my mother and a family friend. We couldn't find a carspace to park so we ended up at the very top of a parking complex. The lift turned out to be broken so we had to walk down 6 flights of stairs before reaching the back entrance of the restaurant.

Getting inside I became the person behind the gift table where guests come and sign the red banner thingy. I sat next the the groom's younger brother. He was fun to talk to. We mostly made fun of the wedding couple.

The food was alright...but the menu was so much! 10 courses all up and they had pretty big servings.

NOTE TO SELF: Never touch sea cucumber ever again...*shudders* that is something I never want to eat ever.

I was seated at the elderly table with my grandma's social circle. In the past, I've always been scared of them but today wasn't too bad. I actually managed to carry a conversation with them. They were really nice too.
While I was eating I noticed that one of my other aunt's (we'll call her A) was sitting with her son Ken.

I didn't find out until much later that, the bride had been requested to wear a traditional dress for the end of the reception. However she had forgot to bring the appropriate underclothing. My mum, wondering why the bride was taking so long asked and solved the problem by dragging A into the room. A had to surrender her bra. The dress however was a light pastel green and the bride was wearing something blue. A shook her head violently and said "...you've already taken the top half, you're not getting the bottom either..." That would explain why she sat off by herself clutching her son to her chest.

The rest of the evening passed by uneventfully...I napped, napped some more then ran outside lay on the grass and beybladed with my cousins. We also played tag but i'm hopeless at that.

Overall, an entertaining day.


PS. I'm writing this with eardrops in my ear, my head tilted and cotton wool to plug it...hopefully i'll be able to hear with my left ear again!!!
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