Busy Saturday

.: February 11, 2012. Saturday :.

What a busy Saturday we had.

This morning we went to a wedding. The bride and groom are our friends at church. Luckily their wedding reception ended at 2 PM so we rushed to the other end of Singapore to attend my colleague's daughter birthday bash. After that, accompanied Fred to hospital. It was a long day and it made me down to think that I had to work again at midnight today. At my state, I could drift off anytime soon let alone survived till morning. Thank God we reached home at around 7 PM, so I had 4 hours to steal some sleep.

A Wedding and Reunion

.: January 28 - 30, 2012 :.

I was so excited to be back in Jakarta again. This time it was for a friend's wedding. We arrived on saturday, my mum and bro picked us up at the airport and we went to Bekasi straight away to inspect our new house. From there, we drove to Plaza Indonesia, since it is the closest mall to our hotel, to meet my friends Tika and Rosa. I discovered huge news, soo happy for my girl, way to go Tik, hihi.

Sadly, time didn't allow us to share many more gossips, my mum's close friend already booked us to have dinner together. Aahh the same restaurant we always went to whenever my mum visited me during my college years. After dinner, we even went to Binus, my bro wanted to sleep over at his friend's place near there. Seeing again the building where I stayed for over 3 years brought back old memories. I remember me and my "Golden Bowl" friends went out at midnight in search of a bowl of noodle and we had to literally make our way back through thunders and rain. In the middle of the night! I didn't know why I said yes to such an idea back then lol.

 

~ Our sinful yet super delicious dinner! ~

The drink is from a fruit called "Holland eggplant". I thought I heard my mum wrongly but yes, she said "terong belanda" with a face that said it wasn't a big deal at all haha. I asked her why would I want to drink an eggplant juice and my mum gave me her word that it was good, and It was indeed.

 

~ JW Marriott, the hotel we stayed at ~

 

~ The wedding ~

Hihi it felt weird seeing my friend's getting married, particularly this friend of mine. He is a friend that has seen the lowest of my lowest states, seen my teary face and listened patiently to my incoherent blubbering. He did all those with his signature goofiness wakkkaka. So, I am super duper happy for him.

Tulle or Ruffle?

.: August 09, 2011, Tuesday :.

It was Singapore's National Day and we had one day off, so I decided to pick my wedding gown. Weeks before, me and bf accidentally came accross this bridal fair at Raffles and we took home some of the brochures. Among those, one brochure with fabulous choices of gowns and I made a mental note to visit the salon.

We picked mum at the airport at 2 PM and straight away went to this bridal salon. It was located in a street lined with many other bridal salons, like, the whole area was full of wedding thingy. Heck, I was tempted to hop from one salon to the other, they displayed soo many gorgeous gowns with lots of varieties in style, you name it they have it. Anyway, I did stick to the plan, though, I had no choice that's why. Few days ago, on Sunday, we already paid the booking fee to secure the package *me being too panicky*. Ah well. 

Then, what happened in the next 2 hours was hectic. Bf was sitting outside the fitting room and playing games since I forbid him to take even a single peek, me standing amidst the gowns that filled the whole fitting room floor, a very kind consultant picked several gowns from the rack that she thought I might like, mum pushed her way into one huge closet full of premium gowns *that's what they call them* and picked gowns for me ONLY from that closet. Well, mum came up with a theory that the assigned consultant tried to make us pick only from the general rack not from the premium range which was irritating to think, coz we paid for the premium range. But I gotta give credit to her, a super patient lady who kept smiling despite my rejection to basically every single gown she offered me haha. She had to bring that heavy gown to me, helped me change, gave a comment, helped me out of the dress, only to hear that I didn't like it :p

It never occured to me that it would be hard to choose a wedding dress, I wish I could have more than one dress so I got to change every hour or so :p

In the end, I got what I wanted and mum got what she wanted me to have, ie. a dress from the "premium" closet ^o^