I am sick of weddings and wedding talk and wedding plans and wedding and marriage and the whole nine yards of it.
If i have to dress up to attend one more wedding, i will disfigure myself or something.
If i get another wedding invitation, it will go straight to the bloody shredder.
If i have to eat at another wedding, i will throw up, i haven't decided where, too many options!
If i have to tolerate the waste of resources at one more wedding i will leave for the himalayas or to a land where weddings are banned!
I am sick and tired of the mess of weddings and attending them and looking for parking and wondering if you are the most under dressed person and watching all the ugly gold jewelery on even uglier aunties and the crying babies and the cameras and the yellow dirty lights and people and more people eating like they have never seen food before and then throwing away half the stuff on their plates because their greed wants them to try everything possible. It is just bloody uncouth and disgusting.
I could do with a few funerals now, for a change of scene, where everything is quiet and everyone is in black and i am not under pressure to smile and be told that i am next.
So, i am sick of weddings so what if i wish for a funeral. I just need a darned break.
Ah, but what about the smiles adorning the bride and the pride on the face of the groom? What about the bittersweet happiness you see in the eyes of the parents, and the exuberance of young cousins? What about the way everyone comes together to celebrate two lives forevermore entwined? A wedding is a reason to celebrate the wonderful realm of potentialities and dreams. Why would you want a funeral, that commemorates what was and can never be again?
ReplyDeleteIts a mess, nothing more nothing less! The whole nine yards of it.
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