Tuesday, May 1, 2007

Superman is getting married today! I am supposed to wake up at 5 am and fetch his camerawoman Shopping to the scene of action. But I overslept! Big trouble. I left my house at 6:30 am, flew to her house at 7am and reached Superman's house at 8 am. Considering that her house is at Woodlands, I still give myself a pat at the back for a job well done. Superman is not in a rush of time. Surprisingly. He really thinks he can move faster than the speed of light. I gan jiong for nothing de leh. His mum then put a flower on my suit. Don't know why. I thought only the bridegroom and the best man need them. Suspicious. We reach Wonder Woman's house at 10 am. We are made to do Indian dance, eat wasabi biscuit and swallow Strepsils baptised in sugar syrup. Yuck. We then drive down to SMU. I ask Superman's cousin who the best man is. He says he don't know. This is bad. He is the only guy other than me who is not married. If he is not the best man then... Suspicious. At last I pick up the courage to ask Superman. He looks at me with a blank look on his face and says," B, you are the best man." Suddenly dark clouds creep across the sky and thunder roars. Icy cold rain drops bombard my astonished face as I tries to relish the hard truth. k lah not so exaggerated but about there loh. I'm the best man and I do not know. Stupid me. No wonder Superman wants me to prepare a speech as well. I'm the biggest joke of the day. Turn from best man to bestial man leh =p. I always feel that being the best man means that you are one of the most important people to the bridegroom. I don't know Superman actually place me in such regard. I feel so honoured.