Seriously. Our maid just got married.

I don't like being in weddings. I don't have a problem with the idea of being in love and getting married, but it's more of sitting in that entire event that I'm allergic to. It's easy to tell, I've never been to an intimate wedding. Most weddings I've been to end up boring me because I'm seated with people I don't get along with but I have to put with their endless small talk.

And there I was having that pre-conceived judgment on the 22nd of December, looking forward to finishing all levels of Unblock Me or nonstop Fruit Ninja, only to find out that I loved it.

Our househelper got married. I was asked to take pictures using my camera phone because none of them have one. It was sweet and simple. Everything they wore was borrowed and the most of the preparations were sponsored by friends.

Eden, cheerful and warm, couldn't help but cry during her speech because she wanted her parents to be there. Her only family at the wedding is the maid of honor, her sister. They wanted to get married but don't have the financial means to make it official. I think this has been one of the most humbling christmases I've had.