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May. 29th, 2006 10:37 amYou know what the most depressing thing in life is? Attending a party where there are no less than 20 gorgeous guys, and every one of them is taken.
I've resigned myself to being single. It's better this way. Really.
On the upshot of the weekend, my cousin's wedding was simply wonderful. She looked gorgeous (not that she ever looks otherwise) and there were no problems. Although the minister droned on about marriage and commitment for about 10 minutes too long. And her bridesmaid colour was fushia. Not that I'll hold that against her, because her bridesmaids all happened to look good in the colour. Still...PINK?
But the reception was just perfect; if I get married here, I shall have my reception there. And my pictures too.
But now it's Monday morning, and I'm still tired from 2 plus midnight nights and early mornings afterwards. It's going to be a long week. But at least parents are gone...:D
I've resigned myself to being single. It's better this way. Really.
On the upshot of the weekend, my cousin's wedding was simply wonderful. She looked gorgeous (not that she ever looks otherwise) and there were no problems. Although the minister droned on about marriage and commitment for about 10 minutes too long. And her bridesmaid colour was fushia. Not that I'll hold that against her, because her bridesmaids all happened to look good in the colour. Still...PINK?
But the reception was just perfect; if I get married here, I shall have my reception there. And my pictures too.
But now it's Monday morning, and I'm still tired from 2 plus midnight nights and early mornings afterwards. It's going to be a long week. But at least parents are gone...:D
