[Otherwise known as "The Little Atheist Goes to Church"]
Woke up at 6.30 this morning to get ready to attend the ceremony in St. Andrew's Presbyterian downtown at 9.30 a.m.. Thank goodness we decided to carpool there cos there was not much parking left when we got there. That, and I also wouldn't know how to get there myself :P
Mum questioned my choice in wardrobe. Told her that it doesn't matter as I'm not the one getting married. (It's not like I was dressed that sloppily or sluttily, in case anyone was wondering.)
The carpool plan was to meet here, pick Cheryl up and go. It's bad when you drive into the morning market when you're shaving a little too close for time as it is. We would have been there sooner if we didn't have to pick up a certain DIVA in her neighbourhood which was having their morning market, making traffic impossible.
Anyway, today is one of those days of firsts: first church I've been IN here in KL, first church wedding attended, first of my collegemates to get hitched, etc... The church in question was one of those small, quaint ones that one would usually see on the telly.... kinda. By the time we got there there were no more seats inside the church, there was seating along like the passage outside with TV monitors hooked up so that we could catch the action inside.
The ceremony started a leetle late, which wasn't so bad lah. No time to fall asleep cos have to get up, sing sing all that. Liddat lor. At least I got to jakun out a little bit at the church and during the ceremony, asking about the proceedings (whaaattt...., people not Christian mah, can or not?), yada yada yada... I was observing the proceedings like armchair sociologists are wont to do. As this was my first church wedding, I have no baseline and nothing to compare with, so I can't say much lah.
We saw some other collegemates and caught up on stuff while waiting for the photo taking session (as their collegemates, we were pretty much near the bottom of the order, so we had some time to kill). When someone heard them call for the Bukit Mertajam crowd, who "watch him grow up". Couldn't resist a jab at his expense... "Yah, they may have seen him grow up, but we saw him grow out" :P
After the "light refreshments" - more fried bee hoon, cocktail weiners, fishballs, cupcakes, marble cake..., you get the drift. Wedding cake was chocolate frosted fruit cake, covered in white fondant with purple fondant flowers. It's been awhile since I last had fondant... mmm, the sugary goodness.
We finally left at about 11 something (with an extra passenger; who needed a ride back to PJ) to catch up on sleep before the dinner tonight, so stay tuned.
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