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| 18 jun 2001 so the wedding was beautiful.� that's me with the bride, emi.� my pseudo-little-sister.� ha!� but yeah, i wanted a picture with both shoji and emi, but the first time i tried to chase them down, they IGNORED me and headed for the dance floor.� and then, after people were starting to leave, they said, "no more pictures!"� i can understand, though... it must be tough smiling so much and posing for the MULTITUDE of snaps that happen during the course of a wedding. so it really was a beautiful ceremony.� well, the ceremony itself was really short and sweet... a prayer, the reading of the vows (in which shoji cracked up), and the legal stuff.� oh, and we released these poor jailed monarch butterflies to symbolize something which i admittedly forget. shoji and emi looked so happy when they came out.� they couldn't stop smiling!� i thought that was the most beautiful sight... they're like a perfect couple or something, and shoji especially was just beaming.� i know he was tired and all and probably majorly jet-lagged from flying from japan, but... seeing a happy couple like that just put me in a shade of jealous appreciation. there were so many taiko people there... i would get this "hush" feeling whenever i saw particular people walk into the patio at macarthur park.� "OOH! there's kenny endo sensei!"� "wow!� there's kris"� "woah!� kelly's here?"� "holy shIt! that's hiroshi!"� yup.� long-lost faces in the taiko landscape all converged to this one site and celebrated together.� i thought that was a beautiful thing, and i doubt it will happen much more often in the future.� emi and shoji really have an awesome connection to the extended taiko family. ricky and jo-ann attended with some other stanford taiko members, since they were performing at the reception afterwards.� i saw jo-ann and just freaked out.� why?� because she WORE MY HALTERTOP!� yup.� last summer (wow.� a YEAR ago!) i bought jo-ann an arietta halter from abercrombie.� i saw it in the catalog, but they were all out.� so i called all the abercrombie's in the area, and found one at... STONESTOWN.� yup.� in the city.� so i drove my ass all the way from work right during RUSH HOUR, from san jose all the way to stonestown to pick one up. but she was really cute.� i never thought she would wear it, because at the time, it just didn't seem to fit jo-ann's conservative style.� but after seeing her last week in that sexy strappy stress of hers, i guess it makes sense.� i think jo-ann likes strapless bras.� don't ask me how i know that.� :)� but yeah, she looked really good. back to the wedding.� basically, the most beautiful thing about it was the warmth of the taiko love.� i got more hugs there than... i can't remember.� yes, i do love my drawmates more, but the stanford taiko scene does one thing for me that no other venue does... ...it makes me silly.� and animated. not that i can't get silly anywhere else, but it just REALLY comes out among these folks.� I really felt it when we were on the dancefloor.� basically, the dj was horrible, and played such awful shit like "mambo no. 5."� so i dug out some cd's from my car... mainly two beastie boys songs ("body movin'" and "intergalactic") and (of course) saint etienne's "he's on the phone."� there's nothing better than dancing to groovy stuff that you know. oh!� oh!� i used my rave lights!� surprisingly, the dj had a copy of the chemical brothers' "block rockin' beats," and when he played it, everyone thought that it was my request.� (it was a good feeling to know that people still associate cool music with me :)� but when i heard that (it's one of my favorite songs), i just busted out my rave lights and started twirling away.� it was my first time.� i didn't know if i was doing it right.� but people laughed.� and i was happy. we lingered outside the temple for a long time.� i remember that at the time we went outside, the sun was still out.� we took a taiko group picture, which must have been like 20 people or so.� and by the time we finally got in our cars, it was dark. from the picture above, you can see that i wore suspenders.� i love my mustard yellow suspenders.� karine got them to me, and those are one of my favorite gifts ever.� i never said that karine didn't have great taste in clothes. i barely fit into my navy blue tommy hilfiger suit.� i was afraid that my waist button would snap off and knock someone's eye out.� it was REALLY tight.� but i did fell like i filled out the top really well... for the first time, i wore something rather fitted, and it felt good.� a little tight, but satisfying.because i didn't feel like an ethiopian dude any more.� i actually felt like a man, if you can understand what i mean. a got quite a few compliments about the suspenders.� ricky liked them a lot, so i'm thinking about finding a pair for him someday.� (he'll have to sew buttons on his khakis, though, if he wants to use them...)� and people would come up and pull on my suspenders, and snap them back like a bra strap.� ouch.� THEY HURT MY NIPPLES! oh.� on the dance floor, they suddenly started playing this odd slow song.� people didn't quite know what to do, so most of them left.� i stood there, and i saw chie (kris's fiancee) there.� she asked me if i wanted to dance, and i obliged. she stated that she had never slow danced before.� and i just remember being very surprised about it. well, i have to give a sexy award out to emi's sister gwen.� now i've known her for a while now.� we're not close friends, but cordial enough and all since she's one of the nicest people i know.� but for some reason, i was really attracted to her during the wedding, especially during the dancing.� she had this brown sash-type strapless dress on, where it tied in a knot behind her back.� no bra or anything.� i dunno.� i couldn't stop thinking about her when i was trying to fall asleep that night.� maybe it's because she's a really good dancer, and that's always an attractive thing.� *shrug*� she does move well.� i guess there are some sexual overtones about watching a person moving like that. gwen.� it's a really cool name.� like gwen stefani, who i think is one of the prettiest women out there.� except for that pink hair thing.� don't like it much. hm.� i think i should have written this entry when i came home from the wedding on saturday night.� i had a lot more things to say... a lot more thoughts and especially feelings.� i just think that weddings, especially ones where a lot of my friends are there, are really special occasions.� it's the only excuse we have now (in post-graduate life) for all of us to get together.� and it's where everyone is celebrating something wonderful together.� *sigh* all right.� i just came back from lunch in between writing this (sorry, adam and sonya for keeping you waiting on this entry!).� so i better post this up.� i had a japanese bento-box for lunch, and i chose three items... ALL of them FRIED.� now i feel sick as shit.� ugh. bye! |