s t a r m | s t February 10th, 2006
It was one hilarious Sunday morning at Meimei’s place where 5 of us - the Ya Ya Sisterhood as Meimei has coined us - did the customary jiemei thing and bullied the groom-to-be and his Band of Brothers, who arrived, all spiffily dressed in black jackets, white shirts and black pants - the bad boy style [which I really *cough* like].
The first task was for the guys to do a little morning exercise, with them having to search around the block [there were only 4 floors - piece of cake!] for 7 slips of paper with lyrics of Meimei’s favourite song. The guys disappeared quickly and silently [like Konoha shinobis!] from the fourth floor and stayed away for such a long time, causing us girls to wonder if they were simply sitting by the steps waiting for the time to pass. We later realised [after watching the video on the following day] that poor Adrian actually walked all the way to the path leading to the garden searching for the pieces of paper, and his brothers peeked into all the neighbours’ flowerpots and shoeracks. Laughs.
It was down to the last piece of paper when we decided to take pity on the already-perspiring guys.
Mel: Ok, we’ll be nice and give you a hint on where the clue is, ok? Fill in the missing word, love is in the …?
Adrian [without hesitation]: Beautyisintheeyeofthebeholder.
*short second of confused silence, with Adrian looking expectantly at us*
Us girls: Huh??!???
Them guys: Ha ha ha!
Adrian: Oh… air! I’m sorry, I’m sorry. *adjust collar* Nervous lah… But air is everywhere! *wild helpless gesture of hands* And my stomach’s not feeling well, please let me in.. *pleading look*
Piecing the 7 slips of paper together, their next step was to sing it as loud as possible so that Meimei could hear it from her room, which was the furthest from the main door. Problem was, nobody have ever heard of that song except Adrian, plus, the lyrics were in Spanish. Laughs. So it was decided that the brothers should just croon sexily in the background while Adrian does the lead. And it was a 1, 2, 3, and everyone simultaneously went into a very low, tuneless “eerrrrrrrrrr…..” [until now, I still have no idea why they did that], which caused us girls to clap our hands over our ears in genuine horror and half-yelled, “Hey, this is a wedding, not a funeral!”
The groom determinedly went on to half-sing, half-shout the song, causing Meimei’s neighbours to look over to see what the hoo-haa was all about. Now, I know Adrian can sing really well, but he simply blew me away with that acapella bit. His voice is a-ma-zing. Yes, he is that good. *impressed*
The Q&A section was next, and the groom-to-be did relatively well for the factual part, but poorly for ‘fun’ questions that we thought up of. It was he and he alone to deal with the questions as noone was able to help him.
Deb: Out of these four celebrities, who would Jasmine most likely date? Number one, Rod Schneider.
Adrian: *jaw drops*
Deb: Number two, Mike Myers.
Adrian: *jaw drops even lower, eyes bulge out*
Deb: The third, Elton John.
Adrian: *disgusted look*
Deb: Lastly, Michael Jackson.
Adrian: *stares at us, speechless and..simply lost for words*
Punishment was that for every wrong answer, he had to apply lipstick on his lips and smack his brothers on the upper and lower eyelids. Laughs. Two of his brothers had the misfortune of being kissed by Adrian, and they had a very hard time wiping the lipstick stains off. I wonder what brand of lipstick that was. Keke.
