I Used To Dance With My Daddy
Apparently the theme of the week is marriage, and no one left me a note. Almost everyone I know has been talking about it in one way or the other, and I feel a wee bit bizarre whenever the topic is sprung on me.
If anyone were to ask me about this, I'd say I'm totally in with Barney Stinson on this one.
Family member recording the Wedding video: Anything you'd like to say to the Bride & Groom?
Barney: Don't get married.
Barney: Ted, I’m gonna to teach you how to live…Barney, we met at the urinal.
Ted: Oh, right, right.
Barney: Lesson one, lose the goatee, it doesn’t go with your suit.
Ted: I’m not wearing a suit.
Barney: Lesson two, get a suit. Suits are cool, exhibit A.(points to his own suit) Lesson three, don’t even think about getting married til you’re thirty.
I'm fidgety enough when I'm out alone with some dude, wondering why time passes so slowly or in extreme cases, wishing the earth would just swallow me up and spit me out on my bed, so what more if I were to pursue a relationship.
This afternoon I received an sms from a friend I haven't heard from in a looong time and she was talking about the simple model wedding of the Prophet's daughter. Thinking it was just her trying to share her newfound knowledge and nothing deeper than that, I asked jokingly -
"Why, are you getting married soon?"
"Yes, in a couple of weeks..."
OH MY FLIPPING MONKEYS ON SKATES.
She was serious.
And I'm invited.
That's nice and I'm honoured but well... I've always thought I'd attend the first wedding of a friend when I'm at least 25 or something. Yeah, sounds a little old but the average age that Singaporeans get married at is increasing, isn't it?
Aren't we a little too young for the added responsibilities, the extended family, the perpetual task of making your spouse happy, etc? We're only 19, still an adolescent, still technically a teenager! I dunno, somehow marriage makes youth seem so wasted. All the freedom as an unattached single person given up to make way for the significant other's well-being, happiness, and even family first. The burdens of setting up a home together. The shared electricity bill, the inevitable friction experienced as you transit from singlehood to couplehood, or whatever that's called. The unknown is a terrifying thought.
I can think of so many reasons why marriage is unappealing and a big no-no and only a handful of vague Bollywood notions why it could be a blissful and absolutely amazing affair.
I've nothing against marriage, absolutely not. My point is that it isn't something I'd want to consider in the near future. It sounds like a lot of hard work when all I want to do right now is to know I've got a place in school and hawttt guys are plenty abound and there are friends and experiences waiting in store. That's all.
And about the friend's upcoming wedding, I'm a somewhat 9 3/4 year old girl in a 19 year old body so someone tell me how I should behave. I'm not adequately equipped to handle adult matters properly yet. I'm invited, and I don't know what I should say to her or how to act. I wish I could be truly happy for her but all I can hear are alarm bells going off in my head, signalling FRAUD FRAUD THAT GUY IS A FAKE, DON'T DO ITTTT.
I dunno.
All this makes me feel "Omg it's happening all so fast, who knows I might be next!"
And speaking of which, my cousin's wedding is due to take place in 6 weeks' time.
So so fast.
Right now, Shyqah and I are just taking advantage of every possible opportunity we get to spend some time with her, just the three of us. 'Cause the next thing we know, she's pregnant, she becomes a mother and there'll be no hanging outz or lepaks just between the three of us anymore.
Growing up pains because change can be a little harsh sometimes.
-
But enough of unpleasantries. Today was a pretty good day, despite the rude surprise I was dealt with.
Work was good, I managed to do a pretty considerable number of files but the best part of the day has got to be the Quran class after work with my cousins at my aunt's house.
It's amazing how reading the Quran can make me feel at peace. There's this tranquility and serenity that comes with it that I just won't trade for anything else in the world. Plus, I feel quite smart being ahead of my cousins, hahaha. After which, the cousins gathered in one of the bedrooms to talk and anticipate Ustaz Amirul's appearance in the drama that would be shown in the Malaysian drama shown afterwards.
He's so hawt and so old school Malay gentleman. As in, good looking, soft spoken, polite, nicely covered up, handsome, religious, strong when he needs to be, trusting, oh and have I mentioned impossibly gorgeous? He's a dying breed!
What can I say, I'm a sucker for the clean cut good boy.
Checkered shirt, songkok and that grin.
If looks could kill, he'd have triggered a massive holocaust.
How the freck does one rock the simple cotton ahpek tshirt and sarong so well?? Oh, and in this scene, he's exorcising his cousin who was temporarily pinned by some invisible demon.
Notice that I didn't put up any pics of him without the songkok. He looks a little gay otherwise, because he's very very pretty.
Oh oh in the drama, he plays a religious teacher from the city who's been sent to his uncle's kampong to teach religion to the villagers there who have been waylaid by the village's resident bomoh and his wife.
He is THE absolute ideal Malay guy in the series omgwtf. He's a model in real life but he could recite the prayers with ease and clarity which makes me wonder if he's not just the stereotypical airhead himbo. Or maybe he's a really good actor, which I doubt at this point in time, since he's still a relative rookie.
The point is, when he goes into his religious teacher mode, he's so darn attractive. Everytime he goes onscreen, there'll be a collective sigh and if my life were a comic book, you'd be able to see that thought bubble floating on top of our heads.
And hmmmmm ok.
I wouldn't say no to marrying his character.
Be it sooner or later, LOL.
Grreeeeeaaat. Now my whole argument just sounds fookin' juvenile but yeah, totally what I was going for anyway, just in case. Hah.
It's the weekend already, have fun and Godbless you folks.
Have a great trip and come back safely, jaan.
p/s. I was called Rihanna by a colleague's friend so you know what that makes me :D
If anyone were to ask me about this, I'd say I'm totally in with Barney Stinson on this one.
Family member recording the Wedding video: Anything you'd like to say to the Bride & Groom?
Barney: Don't get married.
Barney: Ted, I’m gonna to teach you how to live…Barney, we met at the urinal.
Ted: Oh, right, right.
Barney: Lesson one, lose the goatee, it doesn’t go with your suit.
Ted: I’m not wearing a suit.
Barney: Lesson two, get a suit. Suits are cool, exhibit A.(points to his own suit) Lesson three, don’t even think about getting married til you’re thirty.
I'm fidgety enough when I'm out alone with some dude, wondering why time passes so slowly or in extreme cases, wishing the earth would just swallow me up and spit me out on my bed, so what more if I were to pursue a relationship.
This afternoon I received an sms from a friend I haven't heard from in a looong time and she was talking about the simple model wedding of the Prophet's daughter. Thinking it was just her trying to share her newfound knowledge and nothing deeper than that, I asked jokingly -
"Why, are you getting married soon?"
"Yes, in a couple of weeks..."
OH MY FLIPPING MONKEYS ON SKATES.
She was serious.
And I'm invited.
That's nice and I'm honoured but well... I've always thought I'd attend the first wedding of a friend when I'm at least 25 or something. Yeah, sounds a little old but the average age that Singaporeans get married at is increasing, isn't it?
Aren't we a little too young for the added responsibilities, the extended family, the perpetual task of making your spouse happy, etc? We're only 19, still an adolescent, still technically a teenager! I dunno, somehow marriage makes youth seem so wasted. All the freedom as an unattached single person given up to make way for the significant other's well-being, happiness, and even family first. The burdens of setting up a home together. The shared electricity bill, the inevitable friction experienced as you transit from singlehood to couplehood, or whatever that's called. The unknown is a terrifying thought.
I can think of so many reasons why marriage is unappealing and a big no-no and only a handful of vague Bollywood notions why it could be a blissful and absolutely amazing affair.
I've nothing against marriage, absolutely not. My point is that it isn't something I'd want to consider in the near future. It sounds like a lot of hard work when all I want to do right now is to know I've got a place in school and hawttt guys are plenty abound and there are friends and experiences waiting in store. That's all.
And about the friend's upcoming wedding, I'm a somewhat 9 3/4 year old girl in a 19 year old body so someone tell me how I should behave. I'm not adequately equipped to handle adult matters properly yet. I'm invited, and I don't know what I should say to her or how to act. I wish I could be truly happy for her but all I can hear are alarm bells going off in my head, signalling FRAUD FRAUD THAT GUY IS A FAKE, DON'T DO ITTTT.
I dunno.
All this makes me feel "Omg it's happening all so fast, who knows I might be next!"
And speaking of which, my cousin's wedding is due to take place in 6 weeks' time.
So so fast.
Right now, Shyqah and I are just taking advantage of every possible opportunity we get to spend some time with her, just the three of us. 'Cause the next thing we know, she's pregnant, she becomes a mother and there'll be no hanging outz or lepaks just between the three of us anymore.
Growing up pains because change can be a little harsh sometimes.
-
But enough of unpleasantries. Today was a pretty good day, despite the rude surprise I was dealt with.
Work was good, I managed to do a pretty considerable number of files but the best part of the day has got to be the Quran class after work with my cousins at my aunt's house.
It's amazing how reading the Quran can make me feel at peace. There's this tranquility and serenity that comes with it that I just won't trade for anything else in the world. Plus, I feel quite smart being ahead of my cousins, hahaha. After which, the cousins gathered in one of the bedrooms to talk and anticipate Ustaz Amirul's appearance in the drama that would be shown in the Malaysian drama shown afterwards.
He's so hawt and so old school Malay gentleman. As in, good looking, soft spoken, polite, nicely covered up, handsome, religious, strong when he needs to be, trusting, oh and have I mentioned impossibly gorgeous? He's a dying breed!
What can I say, I'm a sucker for the clean cut good boy.
Checkered shirt, songkok and that grin.
If looks could kill, he'd have triggered a massive holocaust.
How the freck does one rock the simple cotton ahpek tshirt and sarong so well?? Oh, and in this scene, he's exorcising his cousin who was temporarily pinned by some invisible demon.
Notice that I didn't put up any pics of him without the songkok. He looks a little gay otherwise, because he's very very pretty.
Oh oh in the drama, he plays a religious teacher from the city who's been sent to his uncle's kampong to teach religion to the villagers there who have been waylaid by the village's resident bomoh and his wife.
He is THE absolute ideal Malay guy in the series omgwtf. He's a model in real life but he could recite the prayers with ease and clarity which makes me wonder if he's not just the stereotypical airhead himbo. Or maybe he's a really good actor, which I doubt at this point in time, since he's still a relative rookie.
The point is, when he goes into his religious teacher mode, he's so darn attractive. Everytime he goes onscreen, there'll be a collective sigh and if my life were a comic book, you'd be able to see that thought bubble floating on top of our heads.
And hmmmmm ok.
I wouldn't say no to marrying his character.
Be it sooner or later, LOL.
Grreeeeeaaat. Now my whole argument just sounds fookin' juvenile but yeah, totally what I was going for anyway, just in case. Hah.
It's the weekend already, have fun and Godbless you folks.
Have a great trip and come back safely, jaan.
p/s. I was called Rihanna by a colleague's friend so you know what that makes me :D
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