My Friend's Wedding

I guess an obvious sign that you are getting quite old is when you receive a wedding invitation from your high school friend. For those who don't know, Ka, Debbie and I (as shown in picture below) have known each other for over 10 years. We were the only three chinese in our high school and, during those three years, we spent 90% of our time hiding in the library to stay out of trouble. Hmm so yeah, we had to stick together during those years and we became pretty good friends as a result.

The wedding took place at some chinese restaurant in Union City. It was quite an interesting wedding since she's getting married to a vietnamese guy, Tai. So, during the entire ceremony, the MC had to speak in three different languages: Cantonese, Vietnamese, and English. Of course, you never call it a chinese/vietnamese wedding without the presence of karoke (as shown in second picture below). Ka forced Debbie and I to go out and sing. I had previously warn her that it would be a really bad idea, and it really was. By the end of the song, 50% of the people had disappeared, and the groom got really drunk. I guess he started chugging the bottle of Hennesey when he heard my voice...

Oh well.


Me, Ka, and Debbie


William Hung wannabe... she bangs!