Day of rest

Sunday is definately not the day of rest. It is a day of endless wedding receptions. Maddening, tiring and irritating weddings. To quote, well, myself, "There's nothing to smile about. I am going to a wedding."

The thing I hate most about having to attend weddings is that they are always crowded with people you do not know. Worse, having attend a wedding where you do not know either bride or groom, or the parents of bride or groom, or anyone related to the wedding. So, why are you there at all? Because your husband is the son-in-law's son's brother's friend (Okay, an exageration).

So, as is evident, I went to a wedding today. At least this time I know some people (connection to bride and groom is somewhat spurious though). Highlights: great clothes and bangra. That's about it really. And, no one asking when I am having a baby. A first, I am sure, for any function with more than 2 people.

Maybe I am just tired, disgruntled with life in general, discolouring my worldview somewhat.

Anyway, I hated having to attend my own wedding! Weddings should be small and full of people you love - like your friends and (selected) family members (gross cousins are to be excluded. Ha ha). Really, the weddings I actually enjoyed going to are where I meet my friends at a friend's wedding. But, as I am continually reminded by reality checks, this is not an ideal world. In an ideal world, everyone would recycle. And not use recycling bins as rubbish bins. But I digress.

Call me materialistic

Some boys kiss me, some boys hug me
I think theyre o.k.
If they dont give me proper credit
I just walk away
They can beg and they can plead
But they cant see the light, thats right
cause the boy with the cold hard cash
Is always mister right, cause we are
Chorus:Living in a material world
And I am a material girl
You know that we are living in a material world
And I am a material girl

Some boys romance, some boys slow dance
Thats all right with me
If they cant raise my interest then i
Have to let them be
Some boys try and some boys lie
butI dont let them play
Only boys who save their pennies
Make my rainy day, cause they are

(chorus)Living in a material world [material]
Living in a material world(repeat)

Boys may come and boys may goAnd thats all right you see
Experience has made me rich
And now theyre after me, cause everybodys

(chorus)A material, a material, a material, a material world
Living in a material world [material]
Living in a material world(repeat and fade)

Single once again

Am now a bachelor, of the house of Arts. Ha ha. Husband did not mysteriously die. Just got my results today and it's official. No more school. Can graduate.

Hanging out

Am at Ain's office...enjoying the last moments before she moves to as yet unknown office. Have spent the past few days enjoying the lack of exams. Unfortunately, true enjoyment is held in check by the fact that the results will be released on the 25th. At this point, not much can be done and I cannot help but feel fatalistic about it - in a very bad way.

Thinking, thinking and thinking. It's not a good thing to think too much, after all. Concerns become worries, problems become bigger and everything concentrates at that one spot in your head to give a massive headache. Trying to think about money and investments but sadly money bores me unless I am spending it. Ha ha.

Truly Singaporean

Exams are finally over. Like a typical Singaporean, the elections have taken a backseat to more (pragmatically) important things like exams. To paraphrase, exams must go on. So, today have emerged from the shackles of exams to discover that political scene is not dead. Pleasantly surprised by Mr. Brown strictly non-persistantly political pieces. Especial favourite is No. 3 podcast. :D Ranks up there with Bremner, Bird and Fortune, Singapore-stlye. Kudos!

Being somewhat less than a citizen (damned walkover), have a holiday today with nothing to do! So, time to PARTY!!! Ha ha. But, no post-election party yet, dear friends. Pending...pending. Grr.