Saturday, April 14, 2007 |
Don't ask me why i was researching on such stuff, but i somehow just stumbled upon these information... so now i finally understand why in chinese traditions, girls are also known as 'pei qian huo'.. the below is a traditional guide as to how the expenses are usually divided between the two families during the planning of a wedding. The Bride's Family: The engagement party The reception,including the food and beverages like wine wedding cake decorations music flowers gratuities for the bartenders and waiters Wedding gift for the newly weds Wedding invitations,announcements and mailing costs Bride's wedding attire/trousseau Engagement and wedding photography The ceremony, including rental of the sanctuary fees for the organist, soloist or choir, and sexton;aisle carpets/runners and/or canopy/music flowers; and any additional costs for decorations Bridesmaids' bouquets Parking costs coat-check fees gratuities for traffic attendants Transportation for the bridal party, both to the wedding ceremony and from the ceremony to the reception Bridesmaids' luncheon Wedding albums Videographer's fee Personalized napkins, matchbooks, and guest towels The Groom's Family: Clothes for the wedding Their travel expenses Wedding gift for the newlyweds? The rehearsal dinner and any other expenses they elect to assume like omfg right? they might as well say let the bride's side pay for everything and the groom's family just stand by the side and watch the show. i think in modern times, like now, the total bill is split quite equally right?? even then, Shing, at this rate, i think we'll never get married knowing that we have to save up and pay off for most of the costs incurred, ourselves. lol. anyhows. i miss the boyfriend. my boyfriend. |
Thursday, April 12, 2007 |
i've finally found the best way to deal with stupid problems - to just go to bed and deal with it tomorrow. i'm just too tired to whine recently. disappointment feels downright, fucking shitty. hate it. |
Tuesday, April 10, 2007 |
The boyfriend is booking into camp this Friday, for the very first time. yes sweetheart, i know you might be a little concerned about life without your hair. but there's nothing to be afraid of - cause after they shave your head, you'll look as hot as this!! so hot right? so hot right?!! **swoons** maybe NS ain't gonna be that bad afterall... |
Saturday, April 07, 2007 | ||
What Do People Envy About You? hmm.. |
Wednesday, April 04, 2007 |
my birthday post will be up as soon as all the pictures come in..don't be impatient ya hsien? anyway, the past week was plain madness, with the class chalet, mini birthday celebrations, cm's birthday and work.. yes, i'm now working at my mummy's office, again, almost everyday, doing the same admin stuff but facing loads of extra pressure as somehow, i dunno why, the boss and my mum seem to have higher expectations of the work that i produce this time and trust that i'm now competent enough to handle the more challenging reports and claims. boo hoo. higher expectations = perfect work performance= high stress level = inability to slack sighs.. which results in me getting so exhausted after a day of work in the office. Honestly, if i had a choice, i would rather have more days at Lancome, even if means having to stand for almost 7hours straight -there's this immense sense of satisfaction you'd get after hitting the counter / personal target, the adrenaline rush to grab sales and of course, extra comission! =D i suddenly realise i'm digressing from my topic. Anyway, i was on the train to meet ck and cm for dinner today, during the evening rush hour where the trains were squeezy and all, and i was standing, pushed up against one of the poles by this aunty when suddenly i smelt this very disgusting odor .. it seemed to be coming from behind me.. so i turned my head, only to find myself, only about 5cm away, from the hairy pits of an old fugly uncle. ohmygod. i swear the stench was absolutely disgusting. SMRT should really ban sweaty uncles, with hairy pits mind you (i think it would only smell half as bad if it was hairless, really, or if they were wearing shirts with sleeves to help aid in the airing of their rotten pits ), from wearing tank tops and then holding onto the handgrips, baring their pits for the wholefuckingworld to see and smell. dammit. why do these people have no brains? ....maybe because they haven't had a hairy armpit shoved up their face before... Only after, then would they realise the importance of deodorants and the maintainance of personal hygiene. bleah, i ranted. yeah-ness. |