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Friday, June 03, 2005

My friend, Angie the Blur Queen got married last week and she's honeymooning in tropical Bali now...how envious. I wanna go too! Not with her n hubby I mean....

She's the Blur Queen because she's always the last one to catch a joke whenever there's one being thrown out. And she will say "sure or not...dun bluff me leh"...haha. I've known her for 11 yrs...wow, that's a long time.

Anyway, her wedding was smooth. We followed a strict time check and we left on time at each (pit)stop. So much so that we did not have enough fun sobo-ing the groom. We had planned to "treat" the groom, Darren, and brothers to a nice spread of bitter gourd, lemon, chilli padi and tic tacs to signify the ups n downs, sweetness and hot times of their 10 yr court ship.

Small Boobs planned a list of tasks for them to complete before they could fetch the bride. In ordr for them to accomplish those, she offered to sell them a barage of stuff such as crayons n paper to write down his love, water to kill the heat from the chilli padi, tissue to wipe away the flour which could get on their face when finding the white tic tacs buried in the flour etc...

It was no fun becos they ended up not doing any of those...except for writing his love for her on a scrap paper they found in one of the guy's car. Hmph!

Anyway, me n small boobs also helped be her recept during the dinner. Everyone were really nice, except for one irritating couple who insisted on changing seats so that they could seat w their whoever at another table. Now I had rejected her because there was no vacant seats and we did not know who could be shifter to accomodate the request. Anyway, the girl decided to TROUBLE the bride to get her way. Tsk tsk...very bad!
So, for all of you out there, DUN ASK FOR A CHANGE OF SEAT AT THE DINNER ITSELF! I can't help it but I had to say this...I think they did not give bao ang bao!!! Me n small boobs informed her that the red packet box is at the recept and they can drop it there...but, NO ACTION....sigh.

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