just came back from my cousin's wedding.
didn't talk to alot of people.
so did alot of thinking and stoning.
ok shall post my ramblings here.
Disclaimer: I don't talk to my cousins much? ok actually i don't talk to them at all. cause they're all like... even the youngest one(besides me and my bro) are long out of army already. all around 29 to 31 age range. so don't really have much to talk about.
ok these are my thoughts ramblings:
when I first walked into oriental mandarin hotel(or i think that's what it's called) i thought.
Wedding dinners are stupid.
it's not a specific wedding dinner, certainly not the one i'm attending. but generally wedding dinners.
just a few weeks ago, i still thought, 'why not?'
ok it all happened a few weeks' ago.
my mom was still giving me the girlfriend lecture.
then she asked me,
when you are gonna marry your girlfriend, would you prefer a damn grand wedding dinner? or marry on a honeymoon?
I thought about it. then told her, 'Wedding dinner.'
she asked me why.
i told her ' cause it's to show everyone that she's like officially my wife?'
then she told me,'when you are gonna marry your girlfriend, take her far far away to a romantic place on earth and marry her there.'
and she told me not to bother setting up a dinner.
cause it was brainless to spend tens of thousands of dollars on friends and families and others that we didn't even know.
i didn't like quite agree with her then.
but just now. i kind of thought it out.
and she was right.
she was 100% right.
let's look at it.
from the economical point of view:
you're spending ok.
let's say a grand wedding dinner like the one i attended tonight.
one table was 900 bucks.
there were 30 tables there.
we're talking about 27 thousand bucks just for the wedding dinner.
which does not include the misc. costs like wedding cake, wedding photos and other stuff.
and you are spending money on some people that you do not even interact with often.
then if you bring her to let's say. Paris, France(ok that's like romantic.)
and you can live there like a king and queen and have the most romantic time of your life. and you will spend a max of let's say 20k. and still come back with piles of shopping bags.
heck man, you can even tip each waiter and waitress who serve you 10 bucks and still come back spending less than a wedding dinner.
then there was the romance point of view.
which is more romantic. a week in paris, looking at the effiel tower, sitting by the bank of the river(i can't remember the name at the moment) and having a nice french supper,going shopping and buying lots of nice stuff with just the two of you.
or having to spend a night dressed in 2 stuffy suits, having to proclaim your love to so many people and smiling away taking pictures at every single table knowing you just wasted 900 bucks on them?
Then there was the social point of view.
we should say a thank-you to parents, friends and relatives who have supported us.
and the dinner to do it.
yes that is true, but the problem is.
when a dinner happens, so many people are actually like almost strangers.
they just invite here invite there anywhere.
why not just a nice big grand dinner for that close circle of friends and family?
i think that is more worth it.
ok then the second thing when i saw my relatives were.
every single one.(yes, every single one) said i was hella skinny.
they all see me was like 'eh, ni zai jian fei ar'(eh, you dieting ar)
haha the last time they saw me was like in september.
hahaha ok i was damn pleased.
super happy! =D
then. the most probably last thing.
one of my cousin's boyfriend looks damn much like one of my classmate's boyfriend.
ahh hell. but just older and chubbier looking. but still. the face just looks like.
ahh wells.
hmmm then we went home at around 11 plus.
my dad was complaining about my mom and stuff as usual.
cause she doesn't want to acknowledge my dad's side relatives.
so she like just doesn't even go to these kinda stuff.
I had the song 'tree hugger' on throughout.
and i looked out of the window.
and i thought.
Lucky I'm a retainee.
yeapps. that's all.
seeya.
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