Gabrielle: The Wedding I

Monday, 28 December 2009

The Wedding I

Ok, 26th December was the wedding and yes it took the whole day and i was so exhausted and worn out i slept for 11 hours straight.

First, i woke up at 7am in the morning to bathe, and then prepare the food and decoration, last minute touch-ups for the morning tea ceremony. I was told first to cut the cake, which we bought from the market, which again is an idiotic process, cause there were 3 boxes, then i cut the first 2 with the box taken out, which turned out to be a mess, then for the 3rd box i cut the cake with the box still intact then she came running along and saying: Why are you cutting the cake with the box ? No wonder your cakes are cut so ugly. Then i just turned back and said, i cut the first 2 without the box and as you can see it sucks like hell so i'm trying to change a way. Then she shut up. Sickening. The cakes were frozen so she tells me to just leave them there to thaw then cut, which would make my life easier. So i lay my knife down, then she said, i think you cut now lah, later no time. WTF, can you make up your mind then tell me ? Then i stare at her before cutting the cake, then she DU LAN me, ok lah ok lah.

Then, wash and lay out the fruits. There are purple and green grapes from Turkey, Strawberries from Korea and Cherry Tomatoes from Malaysia. So ok, i washed them, and then put into the huge platter in accordance to colour spectrum, so it started with the purple grapes, then the green ones, then the tomatoes, then the strawberries, in order of colour intensities. Then she came along and grabbed one strawberry and put it in the middle of the green and purple grapes, straight in the border of the two. Then i got really pissed cause the colour is all wrong, and i, being very very sensitive to colours, and very very merticulous with what i do, and HATE IT when people interfere with my profession (then, my profession is a fruit platterer). So i went like MA~ then she just left the lonely berry on the border and left with AIYA ANHYTHING LAH ANYTHING LAH YOU DECIDE LAH. like duh i decide lah, I AM the platterer. if you don't like my style of plattering, you do yourself. Since little i have hated people when they interfere with my work, like how my mum used to draw on my drawing assignments to make them better, i would just scream and deny her help because its MY work, even if i fail or get zero its MY creation, MY creation. its the life that i gave to the paper, not yours.

Then after that she managed to scavage a pack of leftover candies from the newlyweds room, should be the leftovers of the doorgifts, so she told me to divde them equally and put them into two bowls, which we borrowed from the neighbor. they were pretty crystal bowls and i divded them as equally as i could and shuffled them around to acquire homogenuity (oh i love my english) and lay them out on the table.

Then here comes my father's-brother's-wife, coming along, being the first to arrive. She brags ALOT about things that are not true and do not exist, about her daughter in SwissCottage having a scholarship, being second best in singapore, like crap that would happen. Just ignore her, and then asking about my course, i said Biomedical, she keep on saying Biotechnical, sickening asshole that doesn't know or appreciate science nor having acquired the ability to differentiate 'medical' from 'technical'. And she isn't anybody great or anything ok, she works in Banquet, as what i don't know and don't care. And she goes like : Oh i have a doctor and lawyer cousin but still don't have a cousin in the biomedical field like you, hope you'll be the first. Like what the hell was she trying to say ? And if i remember correctly last year at chinese new year she was telling me about love, like WTH does she know about love ? She married my uncle like, really randomly ? and i don't see love between them like really, all i see is tolerating and avoidance.

So i left her to feud for herself and i went to change to this really old looking dress that, yes i bought and don't like it anymore. sorry dress i'm not that sweet and gentle type. then i added a cardigan cause i wasn't confident of my flabby arms.

Then everybody came along and the bride came, which my mum told me not to look at her when she comes cause...its a tradition. Oh ok i'm ok with traditions. Then all the attention went to the bride and the tea ceremony began, with me, holding this lacy-pink-girly-sissy-looking petite bag to hold the ang baos. it took really long and then at last we found ourselves waiting for the last person to serve tea to, my eldest brother. So the photographer can't wait anymore cause she is charged on an hourly basis, being $50/hr, good money eh ? Then i called and called and called but nobody picked up until all of us given up and just waited quietly until he and her wife and his son arrived, so everybody back to positions and snap, ok, go have buffet.

The buffet was manned by 2 staff, one older and one younger, seems like the older one is guiding the younger one about all the stuff, like really basic steps like o-p-e-n--t-h-e--c-a-n--a-n-d--p-u-t--u-n-d-e-r--t-h-e--f-o-o-d. its the silver can with the white wax that catches fire and burns to warm the food. so they were taking quite a long time and i'm suppose to sign the receipt and go find cash, and when i'm both with both the tasks, they are still happily taking pictures of their masterpiece, later i asked it was for company feedback and quality & service control. oic, i thought they were so proud of their work. hehe. then they continued covering the food and stuff then i hand them the money and i was done, so i ate the bee hoon with the curry chicken oh man it was good! while chatting with my pri 5 cousin. oh she piano grade 5 already !!! jia you rachel ! and in choir too! wow we have alot to chat, she's in alto :)

so after i changed into my gown for the dinner i went out with rachel and her mum to the salon, which kinda hard to find.

posted by gabrielleteng at 02:06

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Monday, 28 December 2009

The Wedding I

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