Update
This is Captain's Log, Stardate 22.133.89975.96586545454 - we have arrived at the planet Panic. Natives seem hostile... strange...red... haze... closing over... can't breathe.
Alright. Alright. I am being dramatic.
Can't help it. It's Sept 15. I technically... technically have six weeks to pull of this HUGE logistical nightmare.
"I" mainly because its horribly lonely in this universe where there's a wedding happening in a few weeks.
The groom is extremely stressed, uncivil, snappy and grumpy. He is going to go on a conference call (not here: he's been retreating to his parents' home for rest, food and quiet time - which makes this place sound like party central hor? but its not leh.... getting fed up with all the damned laundry and cleaning that this place seems to always need) with some deans in America in about half an hour, and on Friday, he has yet another exam - a biggie to see if he can finally "exit" the system and call himself an anaesthetist.
The poor chap has been giving himself dyspepsia with all the stress and worrying. Like his good friend kenneth says: (Gene) is like a duck.
All serene on the surface - but under water, and out of sight, paddling furiously.. hheheheheh. thought that was a really good description.
Hopefully, all this craziness for him ends, and ends well (!) for him in the next few days.
Meanwhile, I have to try to trudge through all these stories.
Oh wait - update: (almost forgot in the throes of my self pity) the cards have come back from the printers. The envelopes are very tight. They fit *just* right.... getting worried about the seals again.
My parents have been absolute gems - they went down to the seal-making shop and got more of them. I have no idea what to do with all these seals after the invites go out... but hey.
Speaking of gems: Gene's parents have bought me their wedding gifts. Lets just say that they are very sparkly stones and my hands go clammy at the thought of wearing them because there is the risk of losing them.
*ulps*
Shan't post pictures of the card. Too informal, wait till you guys all get one then I'll post pic - i suppose mid next month.
Okay, gotta go back and type out at least a story before these eyelids shut down on me.
Alright. Alright. I am being dramatic.
Can't help it. It's Sept 15. I technically... technically have six weeks to pull of this HUGE logistical nightmare.
"I" mainly because its horribly lonely in this universe where there's a wedding happening in a few weeks.
The groom is extremely stressed, uncivil, snappy and grumpy. He is going to go on a conference call (not here: he's been retreating to his parents' home for rest, food and quiet time - which makes this place sound like party central hor? but its not leh.... getting fed up with all the damned laundry and cleaning that this place seems to always need) with some deans in America in about half an hour, and on Friday, he has yet another exam - a biggie to see if he can finally "exit" the system and call himself an anaesthetist.
The poor chap has been giving himself dyspepsia with all the stress and worrying. Like his good friend kenneth says: (Gene) is like a duck.
All serene on the surface - but under water, and out of sight, paddling furiously.. hheheheheh. thought that was a really good description.
Hopefully, all this craziness for him ends, and ends well (!) for him in the next few days.
Meanwhile, I have to try to trudge through all these stories.
Oh wait - update: (almost forgot in the throes of my self pity) the cards have come back from the printers. The envelopes are very tight. They fit *just* right.... getting worried about the seals again.
My parents have been absolute gems - they went down to the seal-making shop and got more of them. I have no idea what to do with all these seals after the invites go out... but hey.
Speaking of gems: Gene's parents have bought me their wedding gifts. Lets just say that they are very sparkly stones and my hands go clammy at the thought of wearing them because there is the risk of losing them.
*ulps*
Shan't post pictures of the card. Too informal, wait till you guys all get one then I'll post pic - i suppose mid next month.
Okay, gotta go back and type out at least a story before these eyelids shut down on me.
