My imaginary wedding invitation card

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It was on the day when we went to Pulau Manukan while waiting for the transport back to the hotel. Out of curiosity I asked..

Me: Eh, you ever thought of how to propose to me ah?

Him: Huh?

Me: Just ching-chai (simply) say one that you will never do one, to satisfy my curiosity. Agak-agak know what kind of stupid romantic things you'll do for me. Just in case.... we don't work and you never get to do so. At least, I got the picture in my head mah...

Him: Ha? Ohh... Erm...

-After 1 minute of silence and me waiting eagerly-
(Pardon this fellow laggard. He just want to make sure he didn't say/do anything wrong)

Him: I think I will...

Me: What? What? What?

Him: Erm... bring you go watch a movie together. And then ask the staff from the cinema help to play a video clip before the movie start, you know.. the part they play a lot of trailers. The video will have our photos taken together and all those sweet memories, and of course end with the words "Will you marry me?"

Me: Waaaaaa.... Really ah? (Big smile on face while imagining)

- After 3 seconds -

Me: So, are we going to continue watch the movie or we'll be leaving the cinema to celebrate or whatever? How to end this whole thing ah? Very awkward leh....

Him: Dunno... That's why I won't do it either. You ask me to simply think one right?

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Again, the big "M" word.

My best friend is getting married next year. A friend's younger sister is also getting married end of the year and stupid Keith loves to show off how happy is he after becoming a husband and father every single time he chats with me in MSN.

I do want to get married but I'm not ready yet bah... Both financially and mentally. At least, I now have candidate who might want to marry me, I think?

If you don't understand, let me repeat myself again.

I, or we will only get married when:

1. We save enough for the bloody wedding reception inviting half of the people who I don't even know, and have our humble little house for future baby-making.
   
   Mentally prepare to fight over small things such as toothpaste being squeezed out from the middle of the tube, bad aiming while peeing and of course, the famous in-laws issues.
   
   Or,
   
   
2. I got pregnant. * touchwood*
   

Once I naively asked my mum if I can just have a simple wedding, so that I can save the money for honeymoon instead of spending it on inviting people that I dislike to my wedding, just because we're somehow related.

My mum said no. Reason? Simple, because I'm the only chance for her to earn back the ang-pow money she gave when my relatives got married. Cannot rugi!

Sad ain't it? The bitter and sorrow for being the only child. Sigh....

Which got me wishfully thinking if I got add a few lines in my wedding invitation card:


1. Dinner starts at 7.00pm sharp. The only person who can be late is the bride herself because she needs to make sure she looks glamorous and super chio since it's her big day.

Ladies, don't bother to go saloon and set your cock-tail hair because the focus will be on the bride. No one is going to look at you so don't waste your money.

Gentlemen, kindly set all your clocks and watches 1hour late so that your dearest mother/ wife/ girlfriend/ sister can come on time.

Any late-comers will be fined B$50.00.

2. All guests are expected to be present because the food is already prepared. Even if you choose not to come, invoice will be send out to your house (B$38.80 per head after discount). Notify early if you can't make it so the host can arrange the seats and cut down the servings. Ang-pows are still expected to be given.

3. Strictly no ta-pao! (Your angpow money doesn't include the charges for take-away. Don't be lazy, cook your own meals.)

4. And also karaoke. Papa Lim (my future father-in-law *eeseh*) makes an exceptional.

5. Preferably no table-hopping because it'll make the whole thing look like pasar malam or some sort of carnival.

6. Any children younger than 3 years old who are capable of crying out loud, messing around with food and uncontrollable are expected to leave at home.

No roller shoes allowed.

7. Any balloons on stage used for decorations only can be taken down after the whole thing ends. Please control your child not to jump up the stage and steal balloons.

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I think that's it.

I know it's not possible to carry out but one can always dream right? Hahhaahhaaa.