Fight the Power. Stay Informed.
Tuesday, October 05, 2004
So I'm sitting here, thinking about my life, and BOOM! it hits me. I'm getting married in 12 days! Of course, immediatly following that thought a million others flood my mind. On second thought I'd rather call them scenarios.
I'm walking down the aisle, happy as ever. With my dad on my arm and the whole place staring at me. (That's cause i'm hot:D) As I get closer to the alter, I feel nothing but happiness inside. Ok wait, nevermind, that's actually vomit I felt inside, and now it's on some unsuspecting poor guest's lap. Wonderful.
As I'm walking down the aisle with my dad, I spot my biological father sitting in the 6th row 5 in. He has the evilest look on his face I have ever seen. As we approach the 6th aisle, he leaps over teh 4 people between him and the aisle. Before I know what happens, him and my dad are fist fighting. I think it can't get any worse, but Oh! it does. Here comes my mom clad in a dress and heels running down the aisle towards the Fighting Fathers. Before long the whole place is beating up each other. All I can do is sigh.
That's only a smidgen of what I'm feeling and thinking about right now. My stomache is in knots and my hands are constantly shaking. Not to mention the ever present rash on my chest from nervousness. That will look lovely in the pictures. Now I'm going to go puke. Have a nice day!