I'm PMSing today which can't be good news any which way you look at it (except for the fact that you know Aunt Flow is coming, which means she'll leave that much faster.)
Everything and everyone is annoying the crap out of me, including myself.
My phone was accidentally turned off yesterday and so I missed my dad's call... so then he proceeded to call me again at the butt crack of dawn today (8!) and then again at 10, when I finally heard it and picked up, half asleep. Apparently the wedding date needed to be pushed back because the date I chose was the anniversary of a relatives passing. Fine by me.
My dad also spoke about how certain relatives of ours heard the news with lukewarm apathy. To be expected, considering they are some of the most jealous people I've ever encountered. As long as there is no drama at the ceremony, I am good.
I feel like this wedding is consuming my life and it hasn't even been that long since I got engaged. I am tired of thinking about it, tired of talking about it, tired of it all! (Yeah, so why are you on here, you ask... I don't know.) I wish I could press a pause button on everything and retreat to some cave for like a month. Just me, the cave and some yummy food. Oh, and maybe a good book to read. Ah.. a girl can dream, can't she?
I haven't looked at saris, jewelry, hair, makeup or anything else for the wedding and honestly I don't think I will for a few months. I never really understood women's obsession with everything wedding oriented. It's not like little boys sit around and dream about wearing a tux and walking down the aisle.
I should've been born a boy. (No, I don't look like one at all, so it wouldn't work. Plus I like hetero men, so there's that too.)
Everything and everyone is annoying the crap out of me, including myself.
My phone was accidentally turned off yesterday and so I missed my dad's call... so then he proceeded to call me again at the butt crack of dawn today (8!) and then again at 10, when I finally heard it and picked up, half asleep. Apparently the wedding date needed to be pushed back because the date I chose was the anniversary of a relatives passing. Fine by me.
My dad also spoke about how certain relatives of ours heard the news with lukewarm apathy. To be expected, considering they are some of the most jealous people I've ever encountered. As long as there is no drama at the ceremony, I am good.
I feel like this wedding is consuming my life and it hasn't even been that long since I got engaged. I am tired of thinking about it, tired of talking about it, tired of it all! (Yeah, so why are you on here, you ask... I don't know.) I wish I could press a pause button on everything and retreat to some cave for like a month. Just me, the cave and some yummy food. Oh, and maybe a good book to read. Ah.. a girl can dream, can't she?
I haven't looked at saris, jewelry, hair, makeup or anything else for the wedding and honestly I don't think I will for a few months. I never really understood women's obsession with everything wedding oriented. It's not like little boys sit around and dream about wearing a tux and walking down the aisle.
I should've been born a boy. (No, I don't look like one at all, so it wouldn't work. Plus I like hetero men, so there's that too.)
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