Monday, February 28, 2005
happily ever after?...
went for andrew and janice's engagement party at a lovely wine cafe on the 70th floor of swissotel last night. the well planned surprise for the bride-to-be was sweet but nothing could match the melting awww moments when the groom's father mentioned andrew wrote an 8-page long email on why he chose to take this step forward and andrew's grandmama's "welcome to the family" hug to janice. they're so fortunate to have found one another and for a long time since, she's finally felt that little glimmer of hope shining through. that perhaps lifelong commitment ain't so bad after all? although she grew up in an almost perfect family (sans pseudo master's MCP doctrine towards mom), matrimony has always been foreign, like something that's within reach yet unattainable. how does one keep the thrill going for the rest of your life with the same person? it worries her that the thrill might disappear one day and she'll wake up one morning alone and broken again. starting a life over at 40 is different from starting over at 20. the first wive's club was a brillant case in point. how does one stand up and begin life when you've almost seen it all? it's difficult to stay positive at that point in time knowing the chances of finding happiness's this far from diminishing as one aged? why can't we be truly whole if we don't end up getting married? does that mean we're lacking something from other women? why oh why does she always digress from something celebratory to not? back to the happy couple. janice's sister was completely ecstatic about her little sis's engagement and went amok with picture snapping. then it occured to this cynical only child that if she does not get married in the future, there'll be zilch weddings in the sim family to be festive about. good grief. first it's traumatic enough to excel in singapore's memory regurgitative school systems, thrive in a seemingly tough corporate ladder, pushing herself to ascend the fastest she ever could...and all that for? because she cannot afford to fail her dad. there's only one of her right? and so she adds "unwed woes" on her heavy plate too...btw, the lack of picture postings will be resolved as soon as she gets her new ibook G4 [ooh-la-la] connected. yes yes yes, the bloody six year old pc has finally heaved its final breath and is currently in comatose limbo until her owner gets on her ass in a rescue resuscitation mission. where art thou thee technician?
bee wrote this at 9:02 AM
