Hmmm... just finished drafting up the emcee script for an upcoming wedding luncheon of a long-time pal. He's getting hitched to his uni galfren of 3+yrs this saturday. No yum sengs, no cake-cutting, no champagne bottle-popping. Just good ole fashioned homemade videos, good food, (great emcees - haha), casual-comfy wear, lots of love and laughter. In natural (or as natural as it can get in concrete spore), lush surroundings, not some claustrophobic high-rise hotels. Cool.
This will be my 3rd time on stage. And I am beginning to become consciously aware that, once again, I'm playing the 'supporting actress' role. I mean, no doubt, it's a hugely important and honourable role, for one has the power to subject the guests to 2-3hrs of terrible voice quality, poor pacing, muffled mumblings, miscues and etc etc (don't worry, I won't do this to you). But this time, as I look through their programmes and plan the script, I begin to really ponder over my own fate. Will I end up being only capable of doing this for my good friends for the rest of my life??! To be at everyone else's wedding but my own??! Nightmare!
Spare me the cruel twists of fate, please.
3 comments:
*pat pat* Fret not babe... I've already claimed the show '27 dresses' as my life story. I can't really remember how many I've hosted already.
I'll sing at your wedding for a change! :D
Haha, ok ONZ! Now, that's a great motivation for me to go get hitched (sometime in my lifetime). U promised hah, don't forget!! =)
And I promise not to make you my host. Hv a gd day, gal! And see u during CNY. =)
Sunnytears, leave it to fate... Ur fren here has the same fear as u... V scared of being a lao3 gu1 po2 esp the big "3" is approaching.
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