Wedding of a cousin

Another wedding, another female cousin of mine changing her surname to someone elses. All the female cousins old enough to get married are married off, though one is still in NUS medicine, achieving the prestigous title of 'THE only doctor of my family' (hehe...) I am sure she can do it, cos I have never seen someone so hardworking yet so humble about her achievements. PS: She was the top student for her school, and her name came out in the papers during her year.

Everyone is growing... (duh..) It only seemed like yesterday where my grandparents were still around, my cousins were still as little as I was, where we were still nimb in our movements, where CNY gatherings were full of vibe and festive atmosphere. Not that they are all gone, but as they always say, the past is always to be remembered, the present to be appericated, the future is where the hope lies. So fast, every child is turning so adult-ly. No more do I wait to be served, but wait to serve others. No more do I think for myself, but for the other around me. No more of gaga and gege, but conversations are that suppose to strike some meaningful agenda. No more 'no more' please. I hope to keep some innocence, some hope, that life can be still as simple. The serene. Running away from my grandmother thats feeding me in the past, how I wish I could be with her now. How I wish I could take one more look at my grandfather, and tell him that I remember my roots, though I can't proudly say that I have not.

So much for a simple wedding. Its often the things inside my head that scare me more than the outer material world. No fair!!! I thought of some phliosophical ideas myself, but some guy that was born a few thousand years ago beat me to saying it. No fair!!! I also thought of it myself!!! But I am a gentleman, and will not fight with a deah man about such things :)