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Monday, April 26, 2010 . 4/26/2010 05:41:00 AM

Why am I writing an entry at this inhumane time?

1) I woke up and can't go back to sleep anymore.

2) I'm nursing a bout of nausea right now.

3) I'm nursing a bout of fever and I slept too much, hence the inability to fall back to bed.

Even if I'm awake, my brain feels like its being stuffed by cotton and I still feel like I'm gonna puke any moment. 

Recently, I've been thinking of the writing the theme about marriage. All because of my Mum's comments about wanting to be a grandmother. Yup. Just an offhanded comment can get my brain stimulated into words and thoughts. 

It's almost every girl's dream to get married (to a good husband) and we've spent hours in our girlhood thinking of the lavish celebration of one of the biggest days of our lives. We'd think of the dress, who to be the bridesmaids, the future husband and his band of bestmen, the cake, the food, the gifts, the ceremony... you get it?

Timing of my playlist is so good too. It's playing my favourite wedding song right now. 

Yeah... as I was saying, when my Mum expressed her desire that probably won't happen for at least another 7 years, I thought of the last wedding dinner I attended. The table was arranged into dietry needs. Then I thought, "Oh no! Rau can't seat with my darling Pandas!" Hm... I might rectify that in the future. Then I thought again, "Damn... I have no love for Chinese food, but I'm Chinese!" Fine, I love food, so that's an overstatement. But it's a fact I have no love for the Chinese food they always served for weddings, especially the dessert. Never liked Chinese dessert. 

Then, as I was online, I started looking at wedding dresses. They were all so nice... End of story. If I talked about this, it'll probably never end.

Then the people to invite. Relatives are a must... although it'll be a headache to arrange my groups of relatives (if you know of the current situation of my parents). I don't have that many relatives, so maybe I could scatter them? Is that possible? We'll see in a few years' time. 

How about friends? Hm... I don't have that many friends. They'll be a quite a few primary school friends (and their spouses and boyfriends/girlfriends and maybe children), secondary school friends (ditto), poly friends (ditto), maybe colleagues and ex-colleagues and friends I may meet in the future, the neighbours, and maybe hunt down the teachers that I really respect very much. When I add them all up, it isn't that many. I don't have that many friends, so... it's a good thing too. I don't have to have so many tables. But that's a different story if the guy side has a lot of people. 

Oh... lil' bro's awake. Gotta go and prep breakfast now. Maybe I shall continue this tonight.