
I wish all my friends getting married this year enjoy also the frustrating process of planning and all. I mean, it's still kinda exciting ain't it? I'm actually excited for them. Where are they holding the wedding? What are they going to wear? Where for honeymoon? But wow, I have seriously way too many to attend this year. It is strange that suddenly everyone is getting married or being proposed to. Scares me thinking that I am at the age where I should seriously entertain the thought of seriously seriously dating someone. :(
Ok, I am a commitment phobic. In my whole life, there was only one man I've ever considered being entirely committed to. Pity. *shrugs* Now I have to find another with a sufficient distance between us. Funnily I never knew how big my personal space is until Mr Frequently Wasted asked me out for movies 3 times in a week and Mr 6 Pack dropping by my postbox for surprises. The latter creeped me out although damn, his face and body was so hot. Oh welllllll.
So happy for my friends. Unfortunately I am too lazy and jetlagged half the time to help constructively. *sheepish* Getting married is such a hassle huh? In my little head, I've only planned what my gown will look like. *prays to God* Let me marry a rich man so I can just shrug it all off and leave it to a professional planner. And taking pictures....oh Lord. Yucks I hate hate hate to pose. I would really hate to do a whole book of them. So cheesy. I can't imagine being dictated by a photographer on a beach, to frolic half submerged in water doing some 1970s cheesy couple pose. I might seriously hurt him. I actually haven't even taken my Graduation picture ok? That is how much I hate posing. Clubbing pics are different because Diva is my master and I am too chickenshit to defy her.
Actually, I need only 1 main wedding picture and I shall model it after this famous painting. How cool is that?!?!

Tadaaaaa~!

Ok I don't have photoshop and this is the best I could do with whatever I have. No flaming! Cool, I like the idea already. I will hang this in my living room next time.
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