LOL. I’m sorry, but I’ve been laughing a lot these past couple of days, and I just had to begin with that wonderful abbreviation (ever wondered why the word ‘abbreviation’ is so darn long?) for the simple reason that I’m now typing away on a computer I just hacked into. No worries, I won’t do anything else illegal with this lad’s computer…I just needed a medium to get online, and so here I am. =D
That aside, I got back from my cousin’s wedding in JB 2 nights ago. What an escape! I haven’t travelled for quite some time now, and it just so happened I badly needed a change of scene. The journey there was pretty quick, considering Dad’s the only other crazy driver in the family besides myself. He’s more of a pro though; you can get beaten and bruised just by sitting in the MPV when he’s behind the wheel. Expect to be tossed and turned too. Mum can’t stand sitting in front, she’s too busy closing her eyes and gripping onto the seat for dear life. Lol. Dearest Ummi.
The wedding was very traditional, and I have to say I was pretty excited since it was my first time to witness one properly from a good view. I could tell who the bridegroom was immediately; he was the one looking terrified. Lol. I don’t blame him, my uncle tends to look very imposing at times. Anyway, the best part of the night, I must say, was definitely the taking of oath by the bridegroom. He was so nervous! I would have felt sorry for him if I hadn’t found his expression so comical! It was a good thing Zainab and I had a good view of everything from where we were sitting. We observed our new cousin-in-law-to-be and agreed that he looked well-suited with our own cousin. It was too bad he stumbled a little during the taking of his oath as a husband, but I found it very sweet, I honestly did. I can’t stand bridegrooms who are so cocky and confident of themselves…I just can’t. I find them to be less appreciative of one of the most important events in their lives. Kak Nadia looked simply gorgeous that night. I hadn’t seen her for such a long time, and seeing her looking so elegant and womanly…it was definitely a moment to be captured. =)
The thing about weddings is that they bring families together. The thing about our family is that we’re too close-knit, since we all stay in KL with the exception of my JB uncle and his folks. It’s the typical Arab family when we’re together, all loud and noisy…you can say it takes a life of its own. Thats when Z and I step into the shadows and observe everyone. Its fun…except when we’re cornered by our aunts, that is. At 19 (almost anyhow), the most prevalent question is asked…’doyoubothhaveboyfriendsyet?’ GAH. Z and I totally relish in their expressions everytime we shake our heads in unison though. Shock best describes it. Z might be a good case to call for such an expression, but what on Earth do they expect when it comes to me? The hardcore feminist, as my friends call me. I scare guys off from a mile away, with the exception of the few guy friends I have made now. I guarantee that I’ll probably frighten THEM off too if I meet them properly. In any case, you can imagine how the scenario is at a WEDDING. The question asked this time around was when our turn was going to come. We’re practically the next in line. Ah well. I don’t know about Z, but I’m sorry to disappoint. My aunt actually waved her finger at me and hissed ‘THIS is the time to find yourself one! You’re young! You’re free!’. The thing is, I wanted to tell her, it isn’t simple as that. I will NOT thrust myself in front of the public, searching. I wonder if they’ve noticed that guys don’t exactly go for overstuffed warthogs, hehehe. I’ve accepted the fact, thankyou. =D I was never the attractive one in the family anyway; that title goes to my sister. She’s already got a string of suitors at 14. Lets see…when I was that age, I had none (and was pretty happy at that). If it happens, it happens. If it doesn’t, it doesn’t. What was that saying? ‘Don’t go looking for Love, it will come looking for you’. UGH. I’m getting too mushy for my own good here.
Saturday went by quickly. We all had lunch and witnessed the ‘Bersanding’ ceremony. The bridegroom was blocked from getting onto the ‘pelamin’ by all these women at first. Tradition. He had to cough up some dough for them before he was able to join his bride. They really do look good together. =)
Oh yeah! Revelation moment. Lutfi said he thinks I should get myself into photography because he thinks I’m passionate about it and that my pics look good. I know, siblings usually dish out compliments like that out of politeness, but I loved him for saying it anyway. The pictures I take are pretty much crap, but hey, I enjoy them, so that’s what matters most, no?
To end this rather long, boring tale, we got back to KL late that evening. The ride back was awesome, mainly because we rode back into the sunset, literally-speaking. It was fantastic! I’ve posted some pictures from the wedding and the ride back in my album, so do have a look. And no snickering at the quality! An amateur can only do so much. =p
Enough said here.
