I just got home from a wedding dinner. Apart from being a little sloshed from the heady mixture of French Bordeaux and Louis XIII, I am a little amused with the company I had at my table tonight.
Well it was a University classmate's wedding and so the table was made up of, yes, ex-classmates.
Jessica and Jonathan sat at opposite ends of the table with their respective partners. You see, Jess and Jon used to date back in school. And what a infamous couple they were back then. It was rumored that you could hear muffled orgasmic screams coming from Jess' room on the 4th floor whilst cooking instant noodles in the kitchenette on the ground floor. Then there was the time when Jon opened his bag to fish out some notes and out popped Jess' black thong. But they were a beautiful couple, very happening and..errr...kinky. So it was wierd for the rest of us to see them with their respective spouses at dinner tonite. I caught Jon stealing a furtive glance at Jess who returned the look with a nonchalant, come-hither flip of her sensuous tresses. They hardly spoke to each other the entire evening but the latent electricity was probably enough to power Ang Mo Kio for a week. It was hilarious!
And then there was Gerald and Abel. Friends turned enemies because they both went after the same girl who turned out liked neither of them since she was too busy screwing the 38 yr old father of her tuition kid. Scandalous I tell you this girl. And very smart too since she could play one best friend against the other to perfection. Well the animosity between Gerald and Abel was still pretty much evident tonite with the both of them taking childish potshots at each other like two 10 yr olds. A sample :
Gerald :"Wah you all read the papers yesterday or not, 1 in 5 teens in S'pore has had pre-marital sex leh"
Abel : "Nabeh, please lah, at least they don't just jerk-off in their rooms like deprived sissies..come on.."
Gerald : "You don't meh? You have been jerking off since Sec 1...hur hur hur...remember you told me about Samantha Fox?.."
Abel : "errr Gerald, so your wife pregnant oredi or not?"
I nearly died laughing...
Joshua sat next to me in his impeccable Hugo Boss jacket and with his soft Indonesian-Chinese accent. What I learnt about style, I learnt from Joshua. Because Joshua is Gay and they know what and which is THIS season and what and which is THAT season. Joshua also liked telling us which boy he was currently screwing. It turns out to be this Swedish exchange student he met at Attica 3 months ago. "He has a dick the size of a Volvo" Joshua gushed. I cringed and unconsciously moved my wine glass away from his :)) Other then that, we had a jolly good time reminiscing about cute lecturers and pert boy-backsides. Joshua's a fun guy!
And there was Daphne who looked gorgeous in that little black dress.... also the reason why I'm a little sloshed with French Bordeaux and Cognac...sigh...
To bed then, its nearly 3.
*names have obviously been changed to protect the 'innocent' ;)