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Today was good.. the 2 ah-yees and groom’s sister were pretty great! We saw lotsa action in the morning and did tea ceremony thing 3478392 times then everything else was a super big blur then we were in church then super big blur then it was dinner then super big blur I took 1000000 photos of people leaving then I went home and typed this. Haha.. no seriously, I can’t remember anything form today already because its already happened 200 times before for me already. I’m just waiting for photos to import because I stupidly decided to give a RAW workflow one more try.
Anyway I’m pretty happy for the couple.. I sometimes ask myself why people fall in love and get married.. and I never get a specified answer. It just seems like the same formula each time which is pretty nice: a partnership of two people who love their spouse more than themselves. I’d actually love to see more people do that.. and to learn and teach people how they can do that too would be so cool.. but as I always say in office “I just a technician..” haha.. maybe one day I’ll find myself doing that.. babysitting relationships instead of servers.
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I can’t remember how many weddings I’ve photographed. It not because it’s so many I can’t remember.. its probably because I’ve helped out in so many weddings it doesn’t even seem any different whichever role I play. Every role ends the same.. busy, tired and mostly a blur. To add to the already bizarre idea of doing it expecting nothing, I help people who will almost certainly never be free enough in future to ever help me out when I need some myself.
C’mon, these guys and girls are all gonna be so busy with their lives that they can’t really do much for you in future. I guess in the end everything is paid forward in advance by the next generation and the losers are those who help out most. That said, the losers who help out most are still the biggest winners somehow with some intangible satisfaction gained at the end of the day, knowing the time and energy spent was an act of love towards the couple on our part in a very tangible form of music, ushering, chairing, ah-yee-ing, driving, co-ordinating, catering, flower-arranging, make-up-ing, bestman&maid-of-honour-ing and solemnizing.
Haha.. I sound so cynical but I really do hope somehow people actually do step up when I need them next time. I think this stems from my you-can’t-trust-anyone-except-yourself-to-do-stuff mentality and the occasional total domination approach to getting tasks done.
You often hear of girls imagining what their weddings will be like in gory detail. Let me tell you mine: if you secretly dug into my mind and saw my wedding fantasies you’d probably find one that my friends don’t need to do any work, my enemies don’t have to come (with friends like these who needs enemies! lol!), everyone goes mad, enjoys themselves and it costs roughly $0.
Heh, I’m really not a sour person or having regrets or what.. just.. wondering.
