Yawn. It's nice to sleep in, and wake up feeling the sun on you. I was half-contemplating to purchase a sun chair for the balcony, when it hit me that my sis had spoilt the last one by... oh well.
Jack's attempt to revive his rice-frying skills for yesterday's lunch, or so he deemed. It turned out to be a piece of colourful collage, with garden vegetables and chicken chunks, and I didn't need to adjust the brightness/ contrast of the photo because it was just too crowding for the eyes. Yum.
Post-lunch entertainment was the videography by Jack of his cousin's ROM about a month ago. I swear it was the sweetest thing I've ever seen; I don't know about his cousin very well, but Jack speaks alot about him and how he's an exemplary model for him to follow, so I kind of hold him in great respect. And to watch that guy smile bashfully as he heard his beautiful bride say 'I will' drew tears to my eyes. I've seen many couples say their 'I do's, and every single time was memorably blissful. It would be no doubt that the moment the bride and groom are handed their signed marriage certificate would be the moment both parties are waiting for, because I had to look away to stop myself from making a crying fool of myself. Sweet.
And I'll be waiting for that day as well.
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