Scribbles

I want to scribble again after a period of dryness for words. Now that my daughter is eight months old, I can hear the call of ideas shouting inside my head again. Although I have not put my way of expressing a thought into practice, I’m willing to give it another shot. With a bit of luck, I wish to be enthused once more.

Friday, May 27, 2005

Jitters

Let me rephrase what I wrote yesterday-- I'm not excited about the wedding anymore. I feel stressed and drained. I went to get my dress last night and was so surprised to know that the dress is not yet finish. The wedding's tomorrow for Christ sake! I wanted to scream my lungs out from all the hassles I've experienced preparing for the bride's hotel accommodation and shower party today. The burden of coordinating with the rest of my "barkada" is such a pain. Imagine coordinating to seven people from which two are in the U.S. Talk about the time difference. I wanted to blame the bride for doing everything in a rush. By the way, she planned her wedding two weeks ago.

All these "hullabaloos" makes me think about my own wedding. I told Jonathan my fears. He told me to take it easy because there's a wedding planner to do all the dirty stuff. Makes me think again. . . It's too expensive to get married especially if you're too meticulous about everything. Sigh! I'm sure anyone wants a perfect dream-come-true wedding. I don't care if takes too long, as long it's what "WE" want.

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