 This weekend was one of the most traditional weekends I have ever had in my entire lifetime on this planet. On Saturday, I was forced to accompany the school teachers and students to the Singapore Conference Hall to supervise whatever they could get me to supervise during the schools' performances. It was a Chinese Orchastra Concert jointly held by 2 schools, and my school just happened to be 1 of them. So there I was, at 4pm on a Saturday afternoon, wondering what I was doing at a place like that. Don't be fooled by the name "Singapore Conference Hall", the entire place was practically a worship ground for famous Chinese musicians, with their faces painted on almost every inch of the walls. One look at it and you would think that no International Conference would ever be held here due to the racial imbalance of the place. Even just by looking at the main entrance you would have guessed it was some sort of Chi-na place, unless you're blind enough to miss the gigantic drums that line the inside of the doorways...  Anyway, being an 'official', I was allowed to watch them practice as well as to watch the actual show all for free. Yes, the music made by Drums, Gongs and singular stringed instruments were pleasing to the ear, dynamic and what knot, but it just ain't my cup of Chinese tea. So there I was, seated in an open-to-public-for-$12 seat, half-listening to the performance, while concentrating on my snake game on my handphone. And after all the hype was over, we had to supervise the loading and unloading of equipment from the Hall back to school. I shouldn't use the word supervise cos I myself had to lend a helping hand to bring the equipment up 3 floors of stairs to the Orchastra room. By the time everything was over, it was almost 1130. But at least on the up side, I'm gonna be rewarded with 1 day off, so I guess it wasn't all that bad. The next day, we had to wake up early to attend Jes' collegue's Malay Wedding. Truth be told, this was the 1st time I was officially invited to a Malay Wedding, not counting those gate-crashed weddings where we just went for the free food. The difference between Chinese weddings and Malay weddings is that Chinese like to be served to make them feel like some sort of bigshots, thats why the food has to come dish by dish, served to the table and even dished out for each individual in some cases. Malay weddings on the other hand, is a more casual environment, where the food is laid out in a buffet line and invitees help themself to the feast. Other than that, everything else is pretty much the same, apart from the various traditional practices of each culture.  No, the couple in the middle is their parents dummy. The wedding couple is by the side. But the weirdest thing about the Malay wedding, it was always the bride who comes early and waits for the groom to arrive, which is the total opposite from any other wedding where the groom always waits for the bride. And even when the groom arrives, the make-up artist covers the bride's face with a foldable fan and the groom is forced to pay some incentives to the make-up artist before the fan finally comes down and he gets to see his beautiful bride. Other than the rackus made when the groom arrives there didn't seem to be any other ceremony that they had to perform. After wishing the couple good luck, we went to catch a movie at Marina Square. Since it was the starting of December, we bought tickets to Deck The Halls to live up the Christmas spirit. [Ok, the real reason was that there weren't any other better shows to catch.] And surprisingly, some parts in the movie did again refer to traditions. Is it just a coincidence or something else. I donno you decide. So after we finished the movie, we went on a traditional shopping spree of christmas presents, [none of which belonged to me, DANG!] before dragging our tired asses back home for a good night's rest. Anyhow written on Dec 4, 2006 at 3:54 PM
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