Monday, February 16, 2009


I can't remember the exact moment when dear Carin, who sits beside me @ ze office, broke me the turmoil-inducing news... but i recall that it was during Thai food. And i was suffering under the influence of a tomyam set meal i regretfully forgot to tell the cook to tone down on the chillies....

I was sweating shitless, lips swelled, red-faced and already into my 3rd box of tissue when she suddenly decided to tell me she was getting friggin hitched. In less than 6 months.

And i remember instantly laughing out loud in response.

Then came the wide-eyed silence when i realised she wasn't joking one bit.
I was so speechless that the only thing i COULD do was give her a standing ovation right there and then. In the restaurant.

How she managed to elude us all this time i will never know la seriously.
How she cleverly avoided any attention whatsoever on her current "affairs" for 2 whole years.
How she had been secretly seeing someone behind EVERYONE's backs and kept it all under the radar till this last minute.... Genius i tell ya. Genius.

And there i was thinking we were the only 2 virgins left in the office.

Over the months that followed, I had to bite my tongue so many times whenever the office mates threw slanderous remarks about her single hood, only to see this hidden twinkle in her eye that only both of us knew of.

There were moments when she tried to tell people and everyone just burst-ed into stupid ignorant laughters while there we were exchanging glances whilst bursting into our little "inside joke" laughter for obvious reasons.

Regardless to say, everyone in the office was stunted gilababi the day she started handing out invitations to her wedding.

The shrills from Eleana.
The "HARRR?!??!" from Swen.
The "Eh... this looks like a wedding invitation la hahaha.....(pause)... OMG! IT IS A WEDDING INVITATION!!!" from uncle David.

Ah. Priceless.

Out of the blue, Carin would always bombard me with questions about seating areas, who to invite, what colours the flowers should be, who to hire for the photography.... at the MOST inappropriate times - when i damn tension with work - and i would still be forced to layan or else endure her painful pre-marrital pinch.
Damn it.
Her bachelorette partay ended with her receiving 2 spankings from random guys in the club, a near-chested kiss (kononnya), lots of drunk-emo tears, and a massive roadside puke (much to everyone's delight XD).

The auspicious day finally came to pass on Valentines day just a few days ago...

It was held @ a very special location with a mesmerizing view of KL.

the view from KL tower.

The slide shows drove so many of us to tears and the yamseng made me scream so loud that the voice went sore and the cough came back.

In case you're wondering. That's Chinese tea i yamseng-ed to.
Nothing alcoholically alcoholic.

The ceremony was damn touching and i feel honoured to have been one of the privileged few who were let in the know of the wedding during the early stages of its planning.

To make it things better, we each had killer freebies to take home...

Like this.

it's silver chopsticks in special Carin-designed packaging.

And this.

Their celebrity paparazzo postcards

and who could forget this...


Ya. Limited edition Carin & Roger water bottle weh.
Dun play play.

i shall place this proudly at the topest area of my office seat so that i may gloat this in Carin's face the rest of her working days.

the women in wild mode
chasing after the bride's bouquet.

We were all requested to write a small note behind our photos so this was wat we wrote for ours...


All of us @ Creative Services Department family.
(excluding Hendra Wacko Wardi - he has left 8TV and thus no longer deserves to be considered anywhere remotely close to the word "family" with us)


Love u


How the heck you managed to bag that Norwegian AngMoh through the Internet we will never know...


Happy making babies!

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