November 13th 2009

The drive to Berkeley was nice. Jocelyn is a polite sitter. 4 out of 5 of us were sock-less. Two pizzas were too much but they were good even without meat. Defining KA-POWS. I just felt like sitting in every chair when we were at IKEA.

Then it was off to see Drew before his photo shoot. I’m not use to seeing my friends dressed so spiffy. Allen J kept checking his pockets to make sure the rings were still there. Wearing a dress does make one feel insecure. It’s rather breezy under the skirt at times.

We tried to hold our breaths as we crossed a tunnel between Emeryville and Berkeley. I’m beginning to love GPS.

We get in to help set-up and it’s amusing how nobody was sure what to do but there was still much doing. I have no idea who the people I spoke with were. I think Drew’s mom was one of them. I got to see some old friends. I like how Alice greeted me in Chinese.

My favorite part of the ceremony was Drew’s face as he waited for Syche to walk down the aisle. I appreciated the warm fuzzies from their looks at each other because it was cold up in the mountains.

I don’t think matchsticks and alcohol can exist together. All those hours watching music videos paid off. Singing out loud to Journey. I think this guy hit on me after I accidentally hit him, awkward. Ann did a TMNT interpretation of the couple. Allen likes to dance with boys. I had to ask Chu how to slow dance because I don’t slow dance. Mike can hecka dance. $1K=one great tasting cake.

Recapping 8 years of our lives to Alice while Kevin led us out of the mountains. Allen N wearing mascara.

I wish all weddings were this much fun. I remember when Drew told me over the phone how he proposed to Syche and how I got all teary-eyed from the news. 10 months later they’re married. One of us is married now. My pulse just quickened as I typed that.

“Do you want any cookies? I think someone sat on this bag” –unknown relative from the wedding.